Indian Names Novels & Stories

"Since the baby girl is the love of my Bhai Saheb, She is his Nandni, I would like to name her RajNandni," The crowd appraised her and Abhi muttered. "It's a beautiful name," "And, the boy is the Nand of Bhabhi Saheb, I would like to name him AbhiNandan," "Rajkumar AbhiNandan ki... JAI!!!" "Rajkumar AbhiNandan ki... JAI!!!" "Rajkumari RajNandani ki... JAI!!! "Rajkumari RajNandani ki... JAI!!!

After that day, Indira's life seemed to go twice as fast as before. First, a lawyer from Arya Wiratama's side came looking for her to sign some contracts with him and help Indira to add her name to Arya Wiratama family register. Indira agreed but refused to change her last name to Arya Wiratama. After that, Indira and Arya Wiratama have become legally recognized father and daughter.

Rolling her eye she stated. "What's wrong with the name?" Puneet asked. "It's so long and outdated too. I don't like this name." Widening her eye she spoke. And Puneet and Sameera laugh at her act. "Avi. So a cute name. And short too. Laksh bhai gave this name when I was little." Avi said smiling widely. "Ivan, Do you like the name my child?" Sameer asked in a babish tone. And baby shakes his hands and legs happily.

We both chuckled as I blush a little. "I would love to hear their names, " I said, grinning. She nodded, "If it's a boy then it should be Karanveer, and if it's a girl, then Eshani, " She told me as I noticed that both names are unique "Both names are like special, I guess, " I let out my thoughts aloud, amused yet surprised.

All of them started to laugh making manik angry. "Shut up all of you. You're here to learn or have fun.none of have brains to think where major kabir is implying. Showing abhimanyu name's meaning a soldier just have his name no sir names and no relations means all of you are suppose to write your names not ms. Mrs. Mr. And your big branded sir names." Manik roared while wandering acrossing the area before them.

After a few seconds I said slowly, “Moreover, I don’t like Devnath. It sounds like a Hindu name.” She looked into my eyes with an uncharacteristic expression, “It is neither a Hindu nor a Christian nor a Buddhist name.” She picked up a coiled jelabi from the nearby platter and asked, “This is jelabi; is it a Hindu or a Christian name?” “I am not a jelabi,” I said insolently.

Jacob ignored his question because he knew that Naina could never be Anderson's daughter as she was blake and she got that surname from her mother. And on the top, her roots were from India. Yes, She wasn't born in India neither she visited there before but her dad had filled all the colors of his colorful nation in her.

Covering up my shock I nodded my head right away but since he wasn't looking at me I said " Yes. By the way, My name is Jeevika Varma and what's your name, Mr. Wright? " " I know everything about you from your name to your past. I guess I should start filling you with my information. Never mind, my name is Theodore Wright. I hope you start calling me Theodore or Theo from now on instead of Mr. Wright " he said but I found his words with double meaning. He's a beautiful name and his name is different from the Indian cultural names but it's common among City-H people. There're most people have foreign citizenship. I guess he's one of them.

I began, playing the role of a typical young woman, "I love dancing. It’s a great way to unwind. I also enjoy reading and exploring new places." Rajesh nodded appreciatively. "A woman of many talents. I must say, you dance beautifully. Last night, you captivated everyone in the room." I gave a modest smile. "Thank you. Dancing has always been a passion of mine." He reached across the table and took my hand in his, his touch warm and firm. "In India, we have a rich culture of dance and music. If you were Indian, we might call you 'Anjali,' which means 'divine offering.' It suits you."

Mumbling a quiet thank you, I followed him in the direction he was leading us. "I'm Pranit. You are?" He initiated the conversation. "I'm Alina." He halted for a few seconds and then resumed his walk. "Light. Nice name." I whipped my head to his direction in shock. It was rare to know the meaning of Greek name in India especially a name like mine which was so rare. Kabir loved my name. He used to tease how my name meant light, and yet, I believed myself to be dark to engulf everything in my direction.