When my son was born way back in 2005, not only was it my first experience staying in a hospital in US, I was also new to the many nuances of the American system. I knew that I needed to chose a name fast for my son unlike India where there is no hurry to do so but I still wasn't prepared for a birth certificate form to be handed to me while my husband was away preparing the house for the baby's arrival. So there I was all groggy with painkillers and in my hand was the power to shape my son's future identity.
We had tentatively agreed on the name "Aarav" except that at the opportune moment I could not remember that it needed to be spelled with two "As" instead of one!! My hubby's phone being switched off didn't help either. So now my son stands tall at four and a half years, a very precise Arav in a world full of Aaravs thanks to the wide settlement of the the Indian diaspora.
I had almost forgotten about my little folly till I was reminded again by the presence of an Aarav in my son's swimming class. The swim instructor now has to deal with two Aravs' in the same class (with different spellings) of course!!!!
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So cute! Can't imagine filling a birth certificate form straight after an operation.
Remember Ashima Ganguly in Jhumpa Lahiri's Namesake? She thought of Gogol as her son't name...you are better off! cheers and beautifully written urvashi...
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