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Rathna Nagaraj

Thriller

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Rathna Nagaraj

Thriller

My Name

My Name

2 mins
250


When I was in the womb of my mother

I heard their loving conversation

Finding each other in me


The other elders of the family

In ever remembrance of the family

They wanted to keep their ancestor's names 

To full fill their oaths, to keep God’s name first

For easy delivery, likewise, they started

Knitting the cap of my name

Before I could be born


When I came into this world

The Doctors and nurses said

A three-pound baby

Later in the family, they started

Identifying me in their beloved one's name

If one says she resembles her father

Another says no! No! She is like my daughter

At last, the argument came to an end

When the astrologer kept the name

And witnessed it as per astrology

Thus put a full stop to their views for my name


Yet the naming process proceeded as I grew

Much against to my wishes, according to their wishes

The successor to my name was born.

At times it was short and sweet, long and tongue-twisting

Many times it was dotted also. Amidst this, the real

A name lost its identity, It started rolling like a roller

  

A pet to my granny, a love to mom 

A tomboy cum beloved daughter to dad

Brothers, daughters, sister’s daughter 

I became first second third property partition cousin

Co-sister surrendered, quarrelsome daughter -in -law

Also became a troublesome sister-in-law


In the friends circle skinny bonny fatty ostrich

Hey, da bye da. Rosy sweety beauty naughty

 Such nicknames were necked to my collar

If a chat anything they called me a chatterbox

I don’t speak they called me a proud peacock


The name recorded in the record is the only witness

To my identity, but I can't remember it easily

It confuses, skips give way for a laughing stock

Such is the nickname, which dominates my real name

Tickles me always


At the time of marriage, my real name was followed by

My family name continued with that of my husband

At times referred to my name in some other name

After sweating a lot. Got cleared my name

Re recognized recalled resembled some actors, models

And in reference to context went to shine

 In some big personalities names, but realized it is only

A shade is not real.


So, tired of this identification started

Stepping my name, signed in such a way

No one can read and identify it

Which was hidden in email and passwords,

SMS messed in WhatsApp as yes(S) Madam, yes (S)sir 

In such a short form of identity, my name

Once again created confusion for others.


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