Sana Name Novels & Stories

Sanskar gasped at Swara how the girl is careless with her mouth. "I....i... Didn't mean... Sansk... By the way, what's your name?" She asked changing the topic easily. "Sanky." He introduced himself. "Franky. sanky. What a strange name like food." Swara mimicked his name making him laugh at her expression. "By the way, what's your name?" Sanky asked. "Myself, Swara." She introduced herself and shook hands with him. Their conversation longs for some time. Sanskar did like the girl who is so innocent and captures his heart with her one glance. Swara on the other hand likes his company in this new atmosphere. Sanky looked gentleman which she wanted to protect her from every hard time.

"It's not been up to twenty four hours. I remember you." The blonde huffed. "Hey, I'm Charlie. Sana's best friend and chief bridesmaid." "Hey. Nice to meet you, I'm London." It took Sana's confused blink to realize my mistake. Fuck fuck fuck. In my defense, it was way too early to continue with my alternate personality. I immediately burst into laughter. "Oh my God, I'm kidding. You should have seen your face." I laughed. Sana gave a relieved smile. "I was so confused."

Sana never left her side even when they lived twenty minutes apart. “Hi darling!” She heard her cheerful voice from the other end which made her smile instantly. “Hello, where are you?” She asked. Sana studied architecture. It was their shared goal since childhood, but Olivia could not afford college after she was done with school. She was glad for her friend though. “Same old college.” She heard her dramatic sigh. Olivia laughed but remembered why she had called her. “Um, Sana, do you know any jobs I can apply for?” She asked hopping she would get a positive answer. Sana’s father did a lot of networking since he was a social worker that was why she decided to ask for her help.

“Don’t call her that, Kyle.” “What’s the big deal?” Kyle could not understand. Sanvika could see tension develop between the two guys. Vivaan’s eyes were getting narrow at the corners. She tried to pacify the situation. “I prefer Sanvika or Sanvi anyway,” She laughed. Everybody in her circle who could not pronounce Sanvika called her Sanvi. (Nobody called her just ‘San’. Yet…) “Call her whatever you want except ‘Vicky’, Kyle. There are many other pet names, right? Baby, darling whatever.” Vivaan went on.

Sam felt his heart skip a beat at the mention of the name Chan. Shit! Why the heck did he suddenly feel like he was so close? Oh God! He needed to know. He needed to find out. He knew without a doubt these two sisters were related to Chan. It was hard to miss, for heaven’s sake. Their features were so similar. There was no mistake. “Chan?” he asked. “Our eldest,” Dara said. “We call her Chan. It’s her nickname. Her real name is Chandra. Like the moon in Sanskrit.”

I retorted proudly, as both names are unique as I thought. “And will you highlight, why have you chosen these names?” She huffed. “ ‘Sa’ from Samarth and ‘ara’ from you, means – ‘Sara’ and the ‘Ansh’ added in it means ‘Saransh’ – excerpt of Samarth and Aradhya,” I explained and her lips parted wide with a smile, soon I claimed them as they are only for me and delicious to have. ******************** Eight and half months later… # Aradhya’s POV

Bell said excitedly making me happy. We gathered together as we stood up in the stage where we saw Sen, a female dark fae married to my cousin came to predict the gender. "It's a girl!" She announced making me rejoice and Bell give I can't believe I lost face. We all celebrated the occasion and I was glad that I was going to have a cute little girl that I hoped won't be too much trouble like her mother. Just as the deal, we agreed to call her Satanika.

he asked me. "Indian..you can't see I do not resemble others"I answered him. "Ohh..so Sann..yukta..right.. umm your name is difficult to pronouciate"he scratched his nape. "You can call me San.. my friends address me as San.."I told him with a polite smile. "San..can u gimme ur notes?"he asked me.I knew he was trying to make a proper conversation with me and my heart wished for the same.

he asked, looking around at the few people that occupied the restaurant. Sana smiled, then stretched her hand in front of him. "You must be Oliver Leo, I am Sana Mario, your date, it's nice to meet you". Oliver stared at the hand, then glanced around to make sure he wasn't being pranked, then looked back at Sana. "What the fuck are you talking about Sana, this is not funny, so cut it out". Sana frowned, her red lips forming a pout. Oliver tried not to notice. "I said I'm your date, Sana told me that I was going to meet her boss here for a date".

Darsh ordered her in high pitch Sanjana's eyes brimmed with tears ,she silently got ready in a simple suit which was loose to her and went out with darsh taking the babies in their arms . Mrs Narang and Piyali understood, looking at Sanjana's face,what must happen in the room after they left . They felt bad for sanjana but .they know darsh very well ,in anger he doesn't listen to anyone . Darsh and sanjana are seated beside each other with babies in their laps .The ritual started ,the priest told the family that they can name the babies starting with the alphabet "S"as per the babies horoscope. Kedar Sighania asked the parents to keep a name starting with"s".