I have always complained about my
name. My main issue is I cannot relate to it. How does one categorize names and
personality types? I wish we could just look at a person and say “Now that is a
Karma”. I don’t know but I definitely don’t feel like a Nancy. I wish my
parents had stuck to my Buddhist name, I would have been ever so grateful. The
only time I have managed to feel a little content was during my stint abroad.
It was extremely convenient to introduce myself wherever I went although they
might have thought I was using a nick name like my Chinese counterparts.
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| Welcome welcome! |
While my first name doesn’t pose
much of a problem, my middle and surname have been subject to ridiculous
improvisations ranging from Chotan to
Chasungpa. So I try my best at
abbreviations now. Few days back as I walked out of the airport, my eyes were
scanning the crowd for a face that could spot me and maybe go “Hey, now that
looks like a Nancy”. Instead I was greeted by an A4 paper which had the
following words printed in Bold letters “Welcome Mrs Nancy Choden”. You can
well imagine my shock at the sheer display of a status I am yet to become a
part of. I discreetly went upto the man who then pushed the trolley towards the
parking. Five minutes later I was in the front seat of a Scorpio, a Mrs Nancy
heading home for the second time in a month with yet another experience to add to her story of names and titles.
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