What's in a Name?
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'I said, bow ,' Voldemort said, raising his wand - and Harry felt his spine curve as though a huge, invisible hand was bending him ruthlessly forwards...' - Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire by JK Rowling My parents named my Sharanya after my birth. I’ve always loved my name and have hated it when people butchered it over the years! Anyone who calls me Saranya has been subject to my death stare and immense contempt. But it would take me nearly thirty years to fully realize every syllable of my beautiful name. Years earlier, when I’d discovered the magic of the search engine Google, I remember searching for “Sharanya name meaning”. For the most part Google’s results told me what I already knew. The meaning of the name ‘Sharanya’ was Goddess Durga. But there was one site that mentioned that ‘Sharanya’ also meant ‘surrender’. And I immediately hated it. HATED IT . I’ve been a rebel in my own way and conforming was never my style. And discovering ...