The Name Change!....

        I am unique. I am different. I am special. I have an identity. I have a name.
        Yes, we all have a name which makes us unique, different and special! Our names play an important role in developing an identity of one's self. Here in my country, each one of us is addressed mostly with our first name rather than surname.
         I myself wish and try to address someone with his/ her name in the correct pronunciation. I believe that they themselves will wish to be known so. The sole reason for this is the incorrect pronunciation of my name!...Tears....
         Luckily, I live n Kerala where majority of the people have some pronunciation problems....I beleve so!!...
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         My parents have named me 'RAKHI'. I love my name. But, unfortunately I live in a society where they address me as 'RAGI' or 'RAGHI' or 'RAKI'....mostly..!
         I strongly believe that this situation is not  gonna change. But, what about my identity?...My name plays a major part in it. Initially this difference in notation evoked tears to roll down my cheeks, then hatred and lately frustration!
         But, what is the seen outside Kerala?..Different...or good.
        India, the country which proudly ushers about the Unity in Diversity, has 29 states and 7 union territories. Including my state, I am familiar with 6 states or the citizens of these states. If they can pronounce my name correctly, why not Kerala?...Not everyone, but the truth is majority!
        I am sure that there are so many like me facing the same problem. Will the situation change?...I doubt...
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        My little one will have to face the same problem...Apologies to her!..How foolish was I to name her 'Samyakha'. The same 'KHA'  problem persists!....

Intermisson!.....

       It was a long break...Yes...more than a year!..It was all because of her...She is the absolute reason for my absence in peeking into this blog of mine. I weren't even possible to play peekaboo here...She being the sole responsibility. You have to admit it my 18 month old daughter!
       You little one has played, is playing and will play(I believe) a major role in my transformation both physically and emotionally.
       However, I'm secretly happy that there is no much change to me physically. Neither have I put on weight nor lost, post pregnancy....unlike my society wishes to see women post pregnancy...the baby fat still evident enough!!..Sorry my 'so called' society. I'm stll in shape...still healthy. Glad that I have such genes inherited from my Mom!...
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     The period was too long...15 months of managing her all by myself along with my husband's support...Neither with the help of a caregiver nor a housemaid. A sense of pride dwells within me at this moment. I took care or still cares of my first born solely! Fortunate enough that there are her sweetest grandparents, my friends, well wishers, etc. at the other end who are always there for us!....
     How beautiful is life!!..Like you, even I'm glad that the Almighty is showering us blessings and pondering those amazing moments amongst us. The hymn from my school days echoes...
                                        "When upon life's billows you are tempest tossed,
                                         When you are discouraged, thinking all is lost,
                                         Count your many blessings, name them one by one,
                                         And it will surprise you what the Lord hath done......
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                                         Count your blessings name them one by one............"