From Ashwini C N to Ashwini Cuppu.
So I am back to telling you guys more about my name. If you haven’t read the story of my name yet, please read it here (The Story of myName).
My dear sister, chose my name. She decided that I would be Ashwini. My parents decided that I would be C.N.Ashwini. N stands for my dad’s name and C is my Grandfather’s great grandafather’s name. In short, our family name. At school, they took it upon themselves to rename me Ashwini C.N, since they felt the need to put the initials after the name. I did not have a problem with that. In fact I use that name everywhere, Ashwini C.N
So, what was my problem? The problem was that no one used to call me by my name. At home, Dad has his own pet name for me. Mom has her own pet name for me. As for my sister, the way she calls me would vary, depending on whether I managed to irritate her beyond her tolerable limits. So the name would keep varying. The rest of the family, call me by my common pet name. College friends call me’ Ash’. While talking to me in person, they might use my full name, but while messaging and chatting it’s always Ash.
When I had to apply for my passport, the dear officials strictly instructed us to expand our initials and write our full name. So my passport reads “Ashwini Cuppu NareshKumar”, Cuppu being pronounced as (kuppu). I did not realize that this would have an impact on almost everything else.
During my induction day at work, I told the HR that my name was Ashwini CN and that I preferred to use that name and not Ashwini Cuppu Naresh Kumar. The HR asked for my Birth Certificate and my Passport and said that it would be better for me, if I used the name that was on my passport, or it might lead to a few confusions in the long run. So he gave me a concession and offered me the name “Ashwini Cuppu”. This was much better than having such a long name, so I gladly took it. So people at work know me as Ashwini Cuppu and my mail ID reads the same.
True to being an Indian, I’m addressed by so many names. At least I’m glad that there is something common between all the names I’m addressed by.
But I am a happy person now. At least at work, my colleagues call me by my real name. I like my name a lot, so much that sometimes I just tell my name out loud to see how it sounds. For almost 2 decades, the wonderful name that I was given, was seldom used to refer me, except for official purposes. But now, I’m happy that a considerable amount of people, stick to calling me the way I like to be called.So, to all you wonderful people, specially to those who are in touch with me, a small request, Kindly call me by my full name, I would love that 🙂
And, one lovely soul, somewhere up there, would be happy and proud (I think) to see his name being used even after 5 generations :-).
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