The biggest irony of my life is my name. Soumya means soft natured and gentle. Yeah yeah I know, even I'm laughing my ass off. I was initially named Deepthi as they wanted my name and that of my sister's to start with the same letter. But then apparently one fine day, my parents decided to change it and look what happened. Although I do not think that a person's name describes his/her personality, at times the thought is amusing. There are so many people who are just not like their name at all. There are some really funny instances as well. There is a girl I know who cannot concentrate on anything and is called Shraddha. Another atheist friend is called Shiva. The guy who is always ass licking and following his mentor is called Guru. You get the drift, right?
I had barely interacted with my husband in spite of knowing him for ages until we finally began to meet often and fall in love. I once told him that he has a very funny name and it doesn't suit him at all. And then what happened? I married the same guy. God, you seriously are something! In spite of the irony, I love my name and am proud to have it. Unlike most South Indians I do not have an initial and take my dad's name instead. Till date I have never understood the concept of initials. Take a name or leave it. What's the point in having a letter appended to your name for life? I was, am and always shall be Soumya Prasad. I did not want to change my name after marriage. I find that concept utterly stupid and meaningless. I did not want to take my husband's name and nor did he want me to do so. Yes, I love my husband but I love my father more. I was and always shall be his daughter. Having said that I'm not keeping his name to honor him. I just don't want to change the name I've had for twenty six years.
There are a lot of girls I know who change their names as soon as they get married. Either they take their husband's family name or have it appended to theirs. Others take their husband's name as their surname. Some of them are so quick to do that, that I think they update their name on Facebook right from the wedding venue itself. To each his or her own. Taking your husband's name doesn't mean you are dishonoring your parents, not taking his name doesn't mean you want to put your parents on a pedestal. And it definitely is not a take on feminism, the not wanting to take your husband's name bit. Women empowerment and all that jazz. It is a matter of choice at the end of the day. I know of people who have chosen to take their mother's name instead of their father's. Their choice.
I do not understand the hullabaloo of having a woman's name changed after marriage. Can't the choice be left to the woman? Someone once told me to forget my family and only worry about my husband's family now that I was married. Really? Why? I do not cease to become a daughter to my parents once I become a wife. The son is there to take care of his family while I am more than happy to take care of my family. And together we take care of each others. If changing a woman's name is the sign that she now is a part of a different family then it is utter bullshit. A woman will always remain what she is. First, a daughter and only then a wife. Most importantly she is a person and has an identity of her own that is not defined by the name that follows hers.
Tell me the story of your name. What it means and the why were you named that. Else tell me about a name that fascinates you.