What’s in a name? (Identification help needed!)

Recently Raja sent me this article, and neither of us knows who wrote it. It is quite, quite brilliant – so if you have any idea who this writer is, please tell me so we can (a) give him due credit and (b) offer to marry him. (At least, Raja will. I’m taken.)


This is an attempt to alert people to a great injustice that is being perpetrated upon the sons of Bengal. So you thought they were wimpy to begin with. Far from it, my friend. Their current state is a result of years of conditioning by the oppressors – namely the women. By using a variety of psychological weapons, they have
reduced these fine men to what you mostly see today.

Today we focus on the first weapon in their hands – the nickname. When a son is born into a Bengali household, he is gifted with a resonant, sonorous name. Bengali names are wonderful things. They convey majesty and power. A man with a name like Samrat, Samudro, Rudro Prokash, Indrajeet, Surojeet, Prasenjeet, Bishwadeep etc. is a man who will walk with his head held high, knowing that the world expects great deeds from him, which was why they bestowed the title that is his name upon him.

But it simply will not do for these men to get ahead of themselves. Their swelling confidence needs to be shattered. How can one go about it? This task is left to the mothers of these lads and is accomplished by the simple act of referring to the boy, not by his rather-great-sounding real name, but by a nickname which even Shakti Kapoor would feel ashamed to answer to.
There are some rules for creating nicknames, which need to be followed.

They are:

1) Nicknames must have no connection to the real name. Arunabha cannot be called Arun. No, for that would be logical, and such things are anathema in the world of women. Instead he shall be called BHOMBOL. If possible, the nickname and real name must have no letters in common, but an ancient alphabet proves to be the constraining factor there.

2) Nicknames must be humiliating to the power infinity. If you are a tall strapping boy, with a flair for soccer, an easy charm and an endearing personality, then you shall be nicknamed – Khoka. And every time, you have set your sights on a girl, and are on the verge of having the aforementioned lass eat out of your hand – your mother will arrive and pronounce loudly – “Khokon, chalo”. The ensuing sea of giggles will drown out whatever confidence you had earned from that last winning free-kick.

3) A nickname must refer in some way to a suitably embarrassing incident in your childhood that you would give your arm and leg to forget. If it took you a little too long to shed your baby fat, then years of gymming will not rid you of the nomenclature – Motka. If your face turned crimson when you cried as a toddler, you will be called Laltu. When you turn 40, your friends’ children will call you Laltu Uncle. Even age will not earn you the right to be taken seriously thereafter.

4) Different members of the family will make up different nicknames – each more embarrassing than the preceding one. If one member of the family calls you Piklu, then another will call you Pocha, and another will call you Ghoton. The humiliation multiplies.

5) You will always be introduced by your nickname until people forget you had a real name. Ranajoy might have taken on a gang of armed men single-handedly, but Tatai really didn’t have a chance. After a point, Tatai will completely take over the beaten body of Ranajoy, weighed down by the pressure of a thousand taunts.

This strategy is surprisingly effective. Ask yourself – would you take Professor Boltu seriously? Or put much weight by the opinion of Dr. Bubai? Or march into battle under the command of General Topa?

The power of the nickname has scarred the psyche of Bengali men everywhere. It follows them like a monkey on their backs. That too, a monkey with a flair for slapstick, that was gifted to them by their own mothers, aunts, grandmas.

7 Comments to “What’s in a name? (Identification help needed!)”

  1. Voila: http://ex-post.blogspot.com/2005/04/conspiracy-theory-part-1-give-bong-bad.html

    It’s by Ani (a friend of the Duck’s, in case you want phone numbers etc ;)

  2. Brilliant stuff. God!

  3. as the jabberwock has already pointed out, it’s ani. More detials: aniruddha gupta. would be economist. ex presidency college, ISI and present Northwestern University. Presently in Calcutta on vacation, will be in Delhi also I suppose ;). But then, as you say, you’re taken. And as he’s pointed out in his blog before, he’s not, umm..crooked. So won’t work for your friend either, but will tell him about the addition to his fan base.

  4. Ah, I remember reading this. Brilliant. :D

  5. Thanks, people.;)

  6. Hello.
    I found this post rather interesting, but I didn’t understand the meaning of the names that are supposed to embarrass the boy.

    Could you perhaps add in a little ( def of the word ) after the name ?

    just for us poor desi people that cant speak bengali / hindi..whatever. :)

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