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Eponymous Confusion

Yes that’s another term for people bearing the same name and all that confusions resulting thereof. In Bhutan, most of us are named in the similar fashion. And when two people in an office share the same name, it’s heluva confusion. You don’t know who is being talked of, who is called or who is blamed, who is being gossiped about, who is appreciated and all that. There are three or four people I am forced to share my first name in the organization, two being in the same office and by coincidence all of us are known by our first names. 

Every time someone utters my name, my involuntary muscles make me look in the caller’s direction. Most of the time, the person in question is not me. But that makes me alert anyways.
But at least I am in a better position. We have an office assistant called Cheat Bahadur. And the boss constantly calls him to her table. The way she calls his name and the accent makes me feel uncomfortable, especially hearing the sound. For an honest person like him, I don’t know why someone was prompted to name him Cheat Bahadur.
Of course how many people would would fancy sharing his name?


Comments

  1. hey
    our bhutanese names are really confusing. i just wish we had the surname system in Bhutan too. u r lucky u have 2 names because i have only one name. no first and last name but one.

    i like the "cheat" story. it's funny.
    G'day

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  2. do not bring in that surname thing...just keep it bhutanese way....its for T P G

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