Monday, December 9, 2013

Names and me

I have this need to find myself through names.  Its weird.  Names does that to me.  And each time something in me is lost or broken, I get all name changing again. (Actually not a major one this time)

I was changing names since I was young.  All I know is I wanted something else.  To me my birth name just needed a new ring, an extra syllable. I took a step and an oath and I officially changed my birth name to a more Islamic one.  After a while, I felt the new Islamic name had no history, no memories,  it was a blank slate.  Who is this person??

But.... what about a name that I could use through out the remaining of my life which makes me happy.  So I just shortened my old name which is also a part of my new name and something that has always been there, with a nice meaning too. Nor it is. And Neeng is what my father is called back in his old days and hometown, pronounced Ne'eng. But Neeng is fine.  Nor Neeng. Sounds Vietnamese. With this name, I will be 'spreading' my humble thoughts and ideas out there.

Wish me luck.  Thank you.....