Indian Names Male Novels & Stories

he ranted on. “It is ---” I yawned heavily as I got up and squinted at the sharp sunrays that were burning my already droopy eyes. “It is Nash, dad! And it is too early for you to be shouting at me.” “Damn it, Avinash,” my dad snapped. I flinched at his stubbornness. He would never stop calling me by ‘his’ given name. Damn my name! Avinash Singh Randhawa… Heir to the biggest empire of the Indian subcontinent. My father, the prime alpha of the region, and the man with highest net worth in the country that has more than one billion population. And in the world, he was the fourth richest man in the world. But damn, if he would modernize! He would continue to call me by my old school name.

◇AVI POV◇ Finally I became dad iam so happy my son is same as cutie his features everything my princess is same as me even she behaves like me sometimes today it's my babies naming ceremony my cutie is busy in making my babies ready I taken my princess into my arms she always stays in my arms than my son he is mamma's boy always stays with my cutie we came downstairs Roshan bought his princess like cutie and ishi our daughters also love each other everyone is waiting for us when they seen my princess aryan took her from my hands and started playing priest asked to start naming ceremony after some ritual he asked me the names of my prince and princess I said Suhansh and Avishka everyone liked

He cleared his throat and asked,"You studied at India. So I am going to ask you some question related on Indian currency based. We had asked this question to our previous candidates but they are unable to answer. So here is the question." "Rohan's fathers has four sons. Their names are respectively.. 1. twenty five paisa 2. fifty paisa 3. seventy five paisa 4. What was the fourth son's name?" Siddharth looked at me for the answer. I know the answer. Most of people got confused and used maths here instead of the reasoning. Siddharth's question hold the answer itself. "Rohan.." "Excuse me...?" "The answer is Rohan Sir." I said looking at Siddharth confidently.

Rohan nodded and took a rose chit. "Now open it bhai." Rohan slowly opened the chit and frowned seeing the name. "Moni.?" he said. Nisha scrunched her nose hearing the name. "Who wrote this?" Rohan asked and Adarsh jumped immediately. "Of course I am." Rohan glared at him. "And may I know what does the name means." he asked "Areey your nickname is Monu na. So if your baby is a girl then we will call her Moni." Adarsh said. Everyone burst out into laugh except Rohan who was fuming in anger.

“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

" Ohh what we gonna call him? " " Navish. " I said looking down at my wife who has her eyebrow raised. " Okay, I know you wanted the name Nirav because he is like the quiet one but even I was always quiet when I was baby but can you imagine me like a quite person. " Navmi made face like telling me you are the quietness before storm. " See. And besides it starts with with your name Nav so Navish is perfect. " " Thanks. " Lovingly she pecked my lips.

It was the same feeling he had when he first hugged Ansh, the same as when he held Shiv. "Malan and Milan," Rudra whispered, using the letter 'M' for the babies' names. Everyone heard the names properly and smiled at the unique names. "It's beautiful names, Daddy," Ansh spoke and wiped his eyes while staring at the two pillars of his life, his fathers who loved him unconditionally. "Hmmm, Malan Ansh Grey and Milan Ansh Grey. Perfect names for our grandsons," Davis smiled, and it was the most natural and pure smile he showed to Rudra.

I said with a smile but both of them were glaring at each other , like silently saying something. " wait Kiyara...let me introduce my self...hi akshay... It’s ..Aarav singh raizada...but you know my original name is Aarav malik...but I chose my mom's surname, because she was a wonderful lady but it’s sad you know that someone actually killed her" he said with gritted teeth. What is he doing? Then I looked at akshay bro...he was looking like ready to kill... " you are son of that malik..." He said more to himself and then he looked at me

I am damn sure that he be the best Godfather. Meanwhile the door was pushed open and Divya walked inside. She was panting and sweating a lot. Divya came towards and said "Congratulations Ananya " "Thanks" i replied. "Where are the babies " she asked. I pointed towards Aakash and Raghav who were holding my babies. "So what are you naming your babies " Vaani asked excitedly. I smiled at Aakash and said "Aarav and Kiara" After thinking a lot i finally settled with Aarav and Kiara. I really loved this names both the names are unique in there own way.

Till late last night, Christian continued struggling to pronounce Mishka’s name properly, but he still couldn’t pronounce it fluently. “Why are these Indian names so difficult? I will definitely name her Mia after the marriage. Fuck, I still can’t believe that I am being forced to marry an Indian girl whom I have not seen yet.” Christian thought. He strode to the dresser and stared at himself in the mirror. “You can do this, Chris. You can do this.” He kept chanting this in his mind again and again to calm himself, but he was still losing his patience.