Indian Names の小説・ストーリー

I said to him as I slid into the backseat. He rounded the car, settled in the driver seat and then met my gaze in the rear-view mirror as he replied to me, "Then you should call me, Gavin." "Uh, no, I can't do that. You know how it is in India, we don't call our elders by their names," I said, knowing too well he'd understand. "Fine. Then call me 'tìo'. His eyes sparkled back at me. "And, what does that mean exactly?" I asked as I've never heard that word before.

“Do you like the names? If you have chosen some other names, I will name then with that. After all, you are the mother. Rituals apart, It's your right first. You gave birth to them.” Manya’s eyes wrinkled at the corners as she read the girl. The girl was mature and respect the boundaries of a relationship. “I know but the names you suggested are good. They suit my children. Coincidentally, Dylan was the name I had chosen for my younger son too. I was confused with my elder son’s name but Viraj fits his personality. Viraj means The biggest in Universe. The Splendour Ruler.” “Viraj it is then,”’ Kiara said the name and heard a giggle from the crib as if the child was accepting the name. Sudden

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“Really thanks. It’s kind of important to me.” “Okay. What flower is that?” “You don’t know…? This is a common flower. It’s Maharashtra’s state flower.” “I have seen it. I just don’t know the name.” “Pride of India. That’s what it is called.” “Seriously?” “Yeah. Seriously. Pride of India. In Marathi it’s Tamhan. It’s a very common flower in the Konkan region” Sanvika nodded. They walked out of the premises of the house together. Greeted each other polite goodbyes. And parted ways.

They are the admission forms. Anirudh takes the forms and started filling the form. He writes Avni's name as Avni Raghabhan and Ishaan's name as Ishaan Raghabhan. He writes Aradhiya's name Aradhiya Raghabhan on the place of mother's name.

he told Kat, "what it means to tell others that you are engaged to Dhiraj, aren't you? - Oh yes. She wrinkled her nose. - No. Dhiraj is a sexy guy but it's the Nav I love. I want to call it Nav. Couldn't it be a pet name, or something? "In Hindi it means new." - Perfect. My new love. — Dhiraj and Pritam also have meanings. She raised her eyebrows. “Oh. You chose the names for a reason. “Dhiraj means patience, because after you left Pritam in that hotel in Toronto, I knew I was going to need it. "What about Pritam?" "It means beloved." “How sneaky you are, you naughty bastard. She looked at him beaming. — made the

Nandita began to say each name and their date of birth one by one. " Ridhima Singh Khurana dd/mm/yyyy " " Abhimanyu Singh Khurana dd/mm/yyyy" " Vikram Singh Khurana dd/mm/yyyy" " Siddarth Singh Khurana dd/mm/yyyy" " Azad Ahmed Khan dd/mm/yyyy" Pandit ji looked at Nandita with a frowned face after hearing the one last name. " You are doing this Pooja for your kids right ? " He asked and Nandita nod her head " Then who is this Azad Ahmed Khan ? " He asked again

Alessandro says while looking at our son with admiration. "I am sure whatever name you have chosen is going to be the best." Dadabhai lets out after petting Alessandro on the shoulder. "This little man's name from now on is Ian Bianchi." Alessandro declares with a smile. "The name is so sweet. But may I know the meaning behind it?" Mamoni asks looking confused as its a foreign name for her.

whereas to Rudra's inconvenience giri also reached on time. When adhya reached the temple room wearing a green lehenga, the nanny was walking beside her holding the baby in their arms. She greeted everyone and settled beside Rudra for the puja. The priest started the puja and then told the parents to declare the name of the baby, the name should start with the alphabet A or M Rudra looked at adhya who nodded at him, rudra declared the name in his loud voice ABEER RUDRA SINGH SHEKHAWAT.

I growled. “He is from Shakti clan, by the way,” Jared teased me. “You always wanted to go there, you so much looooooooooovvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeeeee India, now you can live there,” he added and gave a stupid stress to the word ‘love’. “He looks Indian,” I hissed. “Yeah, but his name is Nash, what weird ass name is that for an Indian heir,” Jared mocked. “Avinash,” I spoke his name out loud and felt my heart constrict.