Indian Names Novels & Stories

◇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

" 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.

Maverick questioned to which Naitee nodded her head vigorously before saying " Yes. I've many but I like Hitesh, Daksh, Kalpit and Ojas " " Hmm, these are good names but none of them is from my culture. Nevermind. I have chosen a few names, Dylan (one who wins over people's minds), Felix (a fortunate person), Eric (a ruler of peace), Ethan(strong and powerful), Irvin (colour of peace, a beautiful white colour) " Maverick said and Naitee state after him " All these names are good too but I want our firstborn to have a name from my culture "

both Daniel and I asked together. “It is a South-Indian name. She must belong to one of the southern states of India. Her friend’s name is ‘Sridevi Malaikar’, she is from South India too. The boy is Raghav Banerjee, surely from West Bengal.” He finished and both Daniel and I exchanged looks. I only understood Raghav’s name as it was quite common in South Africa. “Vish what?” I asked, trying to add her tongue-twister name to my vocabulary. “What does it even mean?”

Ivanka pointed to Zehra. “You’re South Indian?” Nora asked. Seema looked surprised. “No. I’m Seema Singh, North Indian.” “Singh? So you’re...” “Yea, I’m Sikh,” “Really? You look healthy to me,” Zehra said and Seema laughed. “I’m not sick, I’m Sikh,” Ivanka looked at her like she was bonkers and Seema rolled her eyes. “What’s your full name?” she asked Zehra. “Zehra Mahmood.”

Her inner mother wanted her own mother even though Tiyasha and Arunima never let her go weak or unhappy in anyways yet she craved for Divya and since then Sid decided to name his son Divyansh a part of his dead mother- in – law and like a miracle he got his late grandma’s eye colour. When Sid disclosed the reason behind this name Rajesh hugged him tightly, so did Sakshi and Advika she cried out like a small baby hugging her husband. Even the baby giggled as if saying he loved this name. At the night of namkaran ceremony Advika gazed at his parent’s picture ‘You know Mama, I always felt he is part of you and his proved it all. But today Sid named him after you, my son is a part of you, Mama.

Netra also called her and congratulate her but she can't came because she is also 5 months pregnant. Ragini welcome the new member and Aadhya with Aarti. (aarti is part of worship but sometimes it's use to welcome new members of family as well.) They all are happy and the happiest person Is Hridoy. He has got his little sister after all. Veer, Ragini, Akshar, Bidyut, Asmita all are discussing about names. Practically they are fighting over it. Asmita has came with her 7 months old girl Arshika. And Aadhya's friend Rai also has came with Her baby boy Srijon. (Srijon means creation in bengali.)

She was three or four years younger than Ian and Vin. Her father is a macho man and does not forget his cold eyes that send chills to me, but otherwise, he was a sweet and gentle man. He is the second commanding Uncle Arjun. His name is RAGHAV. Shaurya and I laughed to see them crying together. "Oh, I forgot to tell you Cookie's original name is Kyra. We are going to India for our holidays and at this time all our family and friends come together and live together. So it's our quality time to explore our family.

A for an appointment – Jahnobi Borthakur Singh Bhattacharya – she said with a smile, “You might drop one or two of your surnames now. It will make people’s life easy.” It was a bad idea to be using all the inherited surnames after marriage, but in that Jaanvi, kind of, unconsciously tried to keep alive the custom her Mummy followed. Mummy was of the opinion that ‘Borthakur’ kept her distinct Assamese identity alive, despite getting married to a Bihari ‘Singh’. When Ma pointed out, Jaanvi realized, she didn’t have to follow Mummy’s custom. ‘Bhattacharya’ anyway looped back to the Assamese-ness, Mummy was so insecure of losing her Assameseness in an all-Bihari household. Jaanvi thus dropped ‘B

Anika jumped in joy. "Whoa, look at that one. His name is Aravind. It might be him too." Nithya showed her another boy who got the next prize. "I have many names that start in A. Anand, Akash, Arjun, Abhilash, Ashok, Ashwin..." Nithya was cut off by Anika. "You, Stop it, Nithu. You are very bad." Anika slapped on her shoulder playfully. They both laughed their way back to class.