For long, I’d been having a sort of an identity crisis – with my name being the culprit here. Maybe everyone who’d been named something essentially a combination of two different names would know. Being too long, typically people either call you by one, or the other. And sometimes, you are given the liberty of getting to choose what you’d like to be gone by. Like most others, I wanted to be known by the cooler-sounding name – and try to live up to it. But it was only later on that I realized you can’t really change what feels like you and describes you to the most honest degree. Now I am no longer confused. No more crisis. No more double lives.