This is why you should not have complicated names

A couple, both (un)blessed with really complicated names, had a baby girl. Now just to keep their identity confidential I will choose two fictitious names. So the Dad is called Ghayoor and the mother is named Zuebeda and trust me these are simpler compared to their actual names.

Now this couple has tried teaching the little girl how to pronounce her parents name for quite some time but in vain. Can’t blame the poor kid, can we?

Finally the day for her play school interview arrives. Now all parents here are aware of the typical line of questioning these play schools have. After the regular what’s your name, where do you live, what did you have for breakfast, came the mother of all questions – What’s your parents name?

The little girl in all her innocence replied “My papa’s name is Ravi and my mummy’s name is Usha”
On hearing this response Ghayoor fell of his chair and Zuebeda fainted. The principal on the other had checked and rechecked the form.

Ravi is the Driver of the family and Usha is the live-in maid. What can I say, but such is life!!!