Disclaimer: All the events in this article are extremely fictitious and blatant lies considering the fact that the author has been locked in his room for three days on account of chicken pox.
Some side effects of reading this (s)crap include headache, nausea, corneal swelling (I don't know from where that came) and most importantly waste of time. Here goes…
Naming dilemma
A rose with any other name will smell as good! — William Shakespeare
A beer with any other name will taste as good! — Drunk William Shakespeare
Recently, I attended or rather I was forced to attend (see disclaimer) a naming ceremony of a 10-month-old baby, and I was shocked to see the intricacies involved in naming a guy who can just “gaa-gaa, goo-goo” all day!
The dad's side wanted to name him “Narasimhan” ('cos it's the name of their family deity's name, not because he is a Vijaykanth fan!).
But the twist here is that the mother's dad is also “Narasimhan”. So naming the child as “Narasimhan” would amount to a gross insult to him.
After much negotiations, greater than those Indo-Pak talks, they decided to name the child “Narasimhapriyan”! Now as far as I know, the child would soon change its name to “Narres” (that does rhyme with “Torres”!) some time in the future!
I end this article with a quote by Michael Jackson on babies (obviously made- up): “Are we supposed to name them or what?”
P.S: If you still didn't get that MJ joke, either you aren't a teen or you are what society lovingly calls “nerd”.
S. PRASANNAVENKATESH, I year, ECE, SSN College of Engineering
