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| Saturday 6 September, 2008 |
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Identity Crisis
Well, this was an article written by me that was published in the School magazine. Here's an excerpt. I used to ask my mother why she put such a complicated name for me. She said that she had heard this name on a radio programme and liked it very much. So she called me by that name but, even though this name is so short and sweet, I have faced a lot of problems. Many people used to call me Jessy earlier. It was a common name among Malayali girls. One of my friends called me Juicy. I had tough time explaining to her that I am not a fruit and my name is not Juicy. Then when I came to college my lecturer, Iftikhar sir, used to call me Lissy. He had a student by the name of Lissy so he used to get confused. Once I went to an ophthalmologist with my brother for my eye checkup. (I can barely see without specs.) I had to get a card in which all the details were entered. When the fellow at the counter asked my name I told him. After a while, when my brother and I went in the doctor's room, he looked surprised and asked who the patient was. I told him that I was the one. He looked at the card and laughed. The fellow at the counter had written G.C. Thomas instead of Jissy Thomas. Now, after the serial Jassi Jaisi Koi Nahi started, people call me Jassi. It has become a sort of Anthem. My colleagues and students also say Jassi Jaisi Koi Nahi when they see me. One of our friends came to our house. She told me that whenever she sees that serial she remembers me. I wonder how she remembered me all these years when the serial was not on air. Any ways, this serial has made me popular too. Atleast people take time to remember me. Isn't that a wonderful feeling?
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