With so many 'mis' on the title, it's hard not to imagine the piece as a mis-story, which is, even if I vouch for it, unmistakably falsified vagaries. And again, the title is not a misnomer at its core, just signifying my underpinnings for the article. I think, therefore, it's justified to start the stagnating propaganda.

I'm Debsuvra Ghosh, as many of you would recall if you stress that grey matter of yours a little harder. "What's in a name?” they said and I didn't find any reasons to go against that, not until now. Even if you can't make out anything from my name, believe me, there are no reasons to go gaga over it. It's just like any other billions of tags dwelling around the dirty population of us. But name is one of the very few things you can feel personal, a little closer to your heart, if you take it from that philosophical standpoint. Having said that, I can assure you, nothing is more exasperating when you're forced to hear people spelling or saying it wrong innumerable times, even after they are corrected with utmost patience and care. Things get real interesting when your teacher picks you among your peers all of a sudden to blow your arse off the class, and asks your name. And which in turn returns back to the square one even after delicate attempt of correction, followed by a hasty question if it's Sanghamitra (a kind of girl's name).

The probable outcome from an ideological pundit at this point might go something like this, "OK dude, shit happens! Don't give much damn to it." And true to this fact, I didn't give any at all. I'm perfectly fine with people spelling me using alphabets non-existent in English language or pronouncing my name by something similar to elephant farts. Unfortunately, there is yet another point of disturbing phenomena and with gravely radiating side effects. What happens when you are suddenly being called upon in your class just to clarify your strangeness? Especially when you are aware that it is simply a non-question? You start to feel strange for the first time and guess what? Your teacher doesn't share your perplexed appraisal of the situation. Similar incidents starts to precede or follow soon, you become outlawed, still understanding nothing of what is wrong.

Readers may think that I'm bitching too much on a rather bland topic with nagging whines stuffed inside. Hell no, I am not! I just want to convey the message that if you are living in a kind of delusional meta-world having these already elaborated mind sets about me, that's completely fine! Simply speaking, I don't care what the heck you think about me or my persona. If you think there are some inept strangeness lurking inside me, that's the way I am. Having some problems with my attitude? Just nail it down and express openly, and if it's not related with you from any angle, just shove it into the nearest toilet you can find. Don't think that I can make a number of friends? Then I don't need that number, bitch! Just shut up and stop complaining, for you are the one who started it. Thus to put in a sentence, I do have better things to do in my life rather than indulging myself in correcting those 'strangeness'. And probably you do have too, so stop grizzling around and get a life.