Naming my Baby

IMG_1158

Like every new would-be parents, my husband and I were also excited about naming our baby. We spent the entire nine months looking for a good, nice-sounding, meaningful and unique name. However, when our baby finally arrived, we found ourselves most unprepared and got printed ‘baby boy’ on his birth certificate.

My husband wanted to name our baby anything that started with a ‘P’ (he called it keeping up the family tradition ;)). Coincidentally, his father, sister and he  himself  have names starting with ‘P’. So, the entire nine months he kept pestering me to look for names.
Our second challenge was, being in India, we did not know if it’s a baby boy or girl. So, like most parents, we tried stocking up a set of both.
I was secretly not happy with the whole idea though. I wanted to see my baby first and then think of a name. I guess so was my hubby, but neither of us admitted. In the meantime, everybody was busy suggesting us names. Time passed. Finally, it was the day. I still remember those beautiful dark eyes looking at me wrapped in a blue cloth, early in the morning. I could see my hubby’s face in him. Partho, later told me how I remorsefully had told him about the resemblance while still under the effect of anesthesia. How I laughed. 😀
My baby came home. A week passed. One day, Partho reminded me to look for a suitable name so that we could update his birth certificate. Un huh.. Like most parents, we wanted something very suitable. But how do you define very suitable? Hurrrmmph… My son was born early in the morning. So we started from there. We looked for names that meant rays of early morning. Came across several options, but not very impressive. I finally started looking for names of Krishna’s son. Bingo! There it was, the solution to our challenge. Arinjay is one of Krishna’s son. Why Krishna? My hubby’s name means lord Krishna. His son. So Arinjay. Now, when you replace the second ‘a’ in the name with a ‘o’, it becomes Arinjoy. Arinjoy also connotes Arin+joy = the sun’s first ray + happiness. It all fell in place. Best part – everybody in the family loved it.
Hoping my son will love it too :). Did you go through a similar situation? Do share with me. I would love to read them.
Advertisements

Holidaying in Charismatic Coorg…

2012-11-13 12.05.11Miles long curtain of greenery, rolling slopes of coffee plantations dotted with tall silver oak trees, hugging the trees are yummy vanilla creepers. This is Coorg for you all. I had a splendid time driving through these never ending, winding and narrow roads of Coorg. Sitting on the porch of our wooden cottage, watching the thick jungle spread ahead, breathing fresh Coorgy air (and fume from mortein ;)), sipping cranberry juice, sharing stories with friends and playing scrabble…. All that was there to do… With no network on phones, it was an absolute heaven!

On the very first day, I was inducted to Coorg with two leech bites. I decided I would never step again into the thickets without proper shoes. This was followed by greetings from slugs in the bathroom the following morning. It made me realize for the first time in many years how far we have gone away from nature in the cities. So, instead of detesting it, I actually allowed them (number of slugs increased from 1 to 2 to 4) to crawl across the bathroom. We continued to coexist for the next three days without complaining.

Food was an absolute delight. I tasted pork for the first time in my life, and actually liked it. The deep burnt, peppery flavor was good. I must admit, Coorgies cook their pork better than chicken. But the best meal of our day used to be the breakfast – served with a bowl of sweet-sour jungle honey, hot bread-omlet and a Coorgy special dish served with hot sambhar was a treat for four hungry people in cold Coorgy mornings.

How I wished my treaty with Coorg would never end. But Alas! Like all good things this ended too. And now that I am back in Bangalore I cherish memories of those green, pure, fresh and delicious Coorg.

Posted in Uncategorized

Style is Important

Came across a job posting, which mentioned desired candidate should have a strong writing skill in AP style. For those, who are still wondering what AP style is, its Associated Press style guide.

It suddenly dawned upon me the importance of adhering to a particular style guide. Not because I could have applied for that job. Following an established style guide such as The Economist,  Associated Press, New York Times, and others, lend writers editorial benchmarks. While writers may have their own style of writing, which is individual to their perspective and personality; a style guide is helpful in maintaining consistency in the use of punctuations, paragraphs, abbreviations, syntax, and spellings (US/UK) in a document(s). In a way, it affects the presentation aspect of the document.

While you may be a person with an excellent flair for writing, with deep insights of your subject, know to present your thoughts interestingly, but if you want to gather a pool of good readership, it is important that you edit your writing before you post, for one last time.

Happy posting! 🙂