Names intrigue me the most.
Even mine does!
Come to think of it,
I was named even before I knew
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This is an emotional narrative about an intriguing ritual performed by so called pundits who shorn you off your actual name and give a new name after death. They have no answer to your queries. We are just carrying on the baggage of meaningless traditions. They take away the identity of a person in a swish. The revered broker of names smiled and replied - What's there in a name?
A captivating narrative piece of poetry, well conceived and elegantly brought forth with conviction. A beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing Ibohal.