William Shakespeare said
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
Then somebody quoted –
All important things have names.
The Naming Ceremony holds an auspicious value in every culture and tradition. So was for me.
I was born in my native village. On this auspicious day, the pandit, on the basis of time and place of my birth, calculated my naam rashi (moon sign) and gave a list of Hindi letters to choose from, for naming me. The letter chosen for me was ‘Ne’. My grannies (I had 3 of them – My father’s mother, his dadi and nani) thus named me ‘Netravati‘. I know my mother must have cringed at this name but who was she to challenge the order of 3 mothers-in-law. The rebel in her acted later.
If you are capable of recognizing the irony here, I was named Netravati which means beautiful eyes and all my life until today I have struggled due to my poor eyesight.
There are 2 theories behind my not being Netravati.
- This state of my eye-sight existed since birth, or
- It weakened, subsequently, over the course of time as I grew up remaining glued to the television set.
At this juncture, I would like to ask you to pause for a few seconds to appreciate the intelligence of my parents for coming up these 2 brilliant path-breaking discoveries.
Assuming my father is going to end up reading this particular post out of the blue, he is surely going to opine “Haan haan, isi din ke liye is ladki ko sar par chadaya tha ye bol kar ki tu achha likhti hai” (He is going to repent for the days he encouraged me by saying I write well).
However, this post is not about my Netravati story. This is about my ‘Anamika’ story.
You know my name, not my story.- Anonymous
The name ‘Anamika’ was given to me by my mother who was fond of Hindi movie songs. She named me after one of the trending songs of 1970’s.
Growing up, I formulated a theory of my own with respect to names.
My theory said – A person’s personality, character and destiny is going to be just the opposite of what the meaning of his/her name holds.
Consequently, I began working and gathering empirical pieces of evidence.
- In my class at school, there was a boy named ‘Anand’ which means happiness and the only thing he ever did all those years was a lot of cribbing.
- Then, there was ‘Aman‘ in the class and was he even a symbol of peace, the answer is NO.
- Closer home, we had a neighbour by the name ‘Santosh‘ and you guessed it right her prominent characteristic was Asantosh, forever unsatisfied.
- Another lady, mother-in-law of my mother’s favourite cousin was known by the name ‘Shanti‘. You can imagine, in case you are a married woman, that there were 2 forces which must have played havoc in this case – her name and her MIL status.
And my own birth name ‘Netravati’. We have already analysed the irony behind its meaning.
The result derived from my theory –
Since the meaning of ‘Anamika’ is ‘no name’ , I am surely going to achieve a name (Read: a big and a far name reaching name) in my lifetime.
You may take your time in rolling over with laughter in case you found it amusing or rolling over your eyes if all of it appeared utterly silly, before proceeding further.
When I started working, I was forever calculating the reach of my name just like the TRPs of TV programmes. My first workplace was a domestic company where only a handful of people knew me or my name. I reflected, it was not working in the larger scheme of things in life – the far-reaching name, and I decided to switch. Off course there were other reasons too.
Later I joined an MNC and was relatively satisfied that even though, still, only a handful of people knew me in person in the Delhi office but my name had crossed geographical barriers across Phoenix office in the US, London office, Santiago office, Kuala Lumpur and a few more. I was handling global operations.
Therefore, now I believe the same story has to continue with blogging with respect to my Name Theory playing its role unless this particular post causes it to crumble down, I hope not.
P.S. Maybe, after reaching the end, you are beginning to look into the meanings of your names and contemplating its consequences, my advice is to take it with caution.
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