Your Name is Actually You

It’s been couple of years since I joined this blog world. If you have checked my blog you must have noticed that I have written nothing about myself yet. My blog consists of poems reflecting blues and some random thoughts about life and world around. Let me introduce myself to you. My name is Arfan Ameer. “What?” Well this is the question which people ask me when I tell them my name. I have quite an unusual name. Its not like the regular names that people have. There is another name which resemble my first name like Irfan, therefore mostly people say to me its actually Irfan, I am making it wrong. In other words they meant I have a wrong identity. When I was young and such remarks were given to me I felt like I have a very wrong name. And I changed it to Irfan actually in my school life. But then I realized what am I doing. Why am I running away from my name? I am just allowing myself to flow along with instead of standing in front of it. My name is actually me. Why am I forsaking it? An honest answer to all these questions was that I want to change my existence just on the will of others. This thought shocked me and it stopped me to precede any further. Since then, I stopped caring about the comments of others regarding my name. I love my name and I feel I have a conspicuous name in the whole world.