Name defines personality...are you listening Shreeya..

As he once said, "What’s there in the name"...I am deliberately using a Pronoun here instead of the Noun because he himself was not interested in the name. This idea of not identifying someone by his name sounds fake and faulty to me. Had he been not known by his name, these words of his would not have meant anything to the millions of people who know him now. I believe that name has to be there. And I also believe that name has a lot of effect on the behavior and personality of a person. I expect ‘Vikram’ to be an aggressive person while ‘Khushi’ to be a soft and mild girl. I expect ‘Aditya’ to be a young dynamic individual while ‘Lalitha’ to be a homely housewife material. Name has its effect. Though in varying degrees sometimes.

One such name that I feel worth mentioning here is ‘Shreya’. This name comes in various forms like Shreya, Shreeya, Shriya etc meaning Favorable, Auspicious and Fortunate. The origin of the name is Sanskrit. Apart from the few celebrities like Shreya Ghosal and an south Indian actress Shriya, I know few of this class who are closely associated with my life. The first one that I met was a small kid who happens to be my niece (a very long distance relationship). She was amazingly cute and lively. There was never a dull moment with her. At that point of time, I never believed that her activism has anything to do with her name. But with my meeting with two other people sharing the same name started pushing me towards making such a perception. My landlord’s daughter in kolkata had the same and she was kind of the most adorable girl in the whole colony. She was loved by all and sundry. The other beautiful person who flaunts the same name is my Sister-in-Law. She again is one gem of a person. Very lively and cheerful.

My belief about this name was strong but it grew stronger and even made me make a perception about this name when I met two girls having this name at scmhrd, pune. I didn’t have much interaction with one of them. But the other one was simply rocking. Bhat she was. God makes people of all different kinds. And coincidences make them meet. She and I were in the same study group. She was so much like me. ‘Awesomly
Awesome’, as we say it. One more Shreeya, who was full of life. She rarely cared as to what people thought of her when she laughed loud in class or when she made me dance and act anywhere and every in and around pune or when she helped two tired souls to achieve what they always wanted. Her beautiful eyes and lively smile can bring happiness even to the poorest of the souls. She has her own set of problems, but I am sure that she would overcome then with time. I want her to be happy all the times, so that I get to read less of her blogs. I just wish that god makes more of this kind. At least one more for me, ‘Only for me’. May god keep all the Shreyas happy and kicking.