This one dedicated to all my friends and non friends named Divya. :D
My name is Divya. In school and college, thankfully there was never another Divya in the same class as me. I knew many of them but I never noticed it and it never was a big deal. I was like, OK so what? But my view changed completely after joining work. Let me explain. On the first or second day, we got our official mail IDs. So all of us wanted to look for our names in the Global directory. My friends and I started looking for our names. Everyone found their name. Except me. :| I typed Divya and the list of Divyas was like never ending. It feels like almost one fourth of the women in Infy are called Divya.
That's when I started noticing it. Yes so many Divyas there were around me. My friends have friends called Divya. Not just one but many Divyas. It's just so unfair!! :(
But well what can I do.. I can only crib and complain. I can't change my name now. My parents have named me Divya. It rhymes with my sisters' names. When we say all our names together it sounds so cool! So what? :|
I keep hearing it everywhere. When I go out somewhere, any busy place- restaurants, food courts or any large gatherings, I assure you there are a minimum of my named girls out there! I remember one incident vividly when I think of my name. One day, my friend walks up to me and tells me-"My cousin's name is Divya." I said-"ok fine, many girls have the same name as me. What's the big deal?" And then she tells me he is a guy!! This was sometime in school. That was the first time I heard even a guy can have my name and I was super upset for a couple of hours after the incident. Lol.
The other day both my friend and I met two friends on the way to lunch. The friend I met is called Divya and guess what my friend's friend's name was? Yes, another Divya. That's just a small example. So many same named people all around you!! And yes that's your name. :|
But, but the very fact that I am writing an entire post dedicated to my name says it all. I actually love my name. Even though it is so common, even though almost every other girl on the street is called by the same name, I still love my name. You know, when I think of me, what is it that I think of? My name. Yes. It is my identity. My name defines me. Even though I complain so much about it, I feel my parents have given me a very good name. It means beautiful, according to my Dad. I heard different meanings as I grew up. That it's something to do with spark. Something bright. I like all the meanings. It makes me feel beautiful and alive. My name is what identifies me. So what if I share it with a million others? It's still my name.
So finally, what's in a name? Everything!
My name is Divya. In school and college, thankfully there was never another Divya in the same class as me. I knew many of them but I never noticed it and it never was a big deal. I was like, OK so what? But my view changed completely after joining work. Let me explain. On the first or second day, we got our official mail IDs. So all of us wanted to look for our names in the Global directory. My friends and I started looking for our names. Everyone found their name. Except me. :| I typed Divya and the list of Divyas was like never ending. It feels like almost one fourth of the women in Infy are called Divya.
That's when I started noticing it. Yes so many Divyas there were around me. My friends have friends called Divya. Not just one but many Divyas. It's just so unfair!! :(
But well what can I do.. I can only crib and complain. I can't change my name now. My parents have named me Divya. It rhymes with my sisters' names. When we say all our names together it sounds so cool! So what? :|
I keep hearing it everywhere. When I go out somewhere, any busy place- restaurants, food courts or any large gatherings, I assure you there are a minimum of my named girls out there! I remember one incident vividly when I think of my name. One day, my friend walks up to me and tells me-"My cousin's name is Divya." I said-"ok fine, many girls have the same name as me. What's the big deal?" And then she tells me he is a guy!! This was sometime in school. That was the first time I heard even a guy can have my name and I was super upset for a couple of hours after the incident. Lol.
The other day both my friend and I met two friends on the way to lunch. The friend I met is called Divya and guess what my friend's friend's name was? Yes, another Divya. That's just a small example. So many same named people all around you!! And yes that's your name. :|
But, but the very fact that I am writing an entire post dedicated to my name says it all. I actually love my name. Even though it is so common, even though almost every other girl on the street is called by the same name, I still love my name. You know, when I think of me, what is it that I think of? My name. Yes. It is my identity. My name defines me. Even though I complain so much about it, I feel my parents have given me a very good name. It means beautiful, according to my Dad. I heard different meanings as I grew up. That it's something to do with spark. Something bright. I like all the meanings. It makes me feel beautiful and alive. My name is what identifies me. So what if I share it with a million others? It's still my name.
So finally, what's in a name? Everything!
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Because it's a beautiful one, many possess it babe! :)
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