While walking on the beach you stumble on a valuable object buried in the sand__ say, a piece of jewelry or an envelope full of cash.What do you do with it? Under what circumstances would you keep it?
A long time ago I found some cash in the washroom in our school, I thought I must give it to my teacher which is what I did.
I did not find any cash anywhere after that, what will I do with it now, same as the last time? I could not carry on with ,”Finders, Keepers’, story any longer .
Write about your first name: Are you named after someone or something? Are there any stories or associations attached to it? If you had the choice, would you rename yourself?
My first name is CHAMAN, I am not named after someone but am named after something, the thing is a Garden.I presume my father was delighted to have a second daughter after double the number of sons, he I think consulted his dear friend, who was an artist and loved reading about names,my father went to him at the most opportune time, he was reading about names for girls and how they affect their personality.
“Eureka I have found a name for your daughter, he said, name her Chaman, it sounds beautiful and it means a garden, how can you go wrong with this name.”
My father rushed home, told my mother he’s found the best name, “it is Chaman, don’t you hear the rhythm of this name, it’s settled we’ll name her Chaman?” Then this excitement brought on other stories of the name, Urdu poets have written volumes of poetry centred around this exquisite name.
Chaman grew up to be a very inquisitive little girl, you could not tell her anything without answering her ‘Why’ questions that followed, her eldest brother tried to stop her by saying, “You know curiosity killed a cat, ‘how’ was her query. Elder brother gave up and felt with time this habit will no longer persist.
I love my name I’ll never think of changing it even if I had a choice. Would you change yours if there were so many magical stories attached to it?