I was born Kashiefah Samuels. An Arabic name with a Hebrew surname.

Kashiefah means “revealer”, “discoverer”, “uncoverer” or “pioneer”.

Samuels means “name of God” or “God has heard”.

Wikipedia says the following about my names:

“When applied to an individual, it means that the person has the quality of spiritual vision. The truth is obvious to them while hidden to others. For example, in the Qur’an (Chapter 32: Verse 13), God refers to a people who have just died and suddenly see the error of their ways and the purpose of life which previously eluded them. After this realisation, they ask God to send them back, as they now believe and want to do good works. Those who are “Kashif” have that understanding before death.”

“Samuel is a male given name of Hebrew origin meaning either “name of God” or “God has heard”. Samuel was the last of the ruling judges in the Old Testament. He anointed Saul to be the first King of Israel and later anointed David.”

After reading these explanations and with the research I conducted for this article I have fallen deeper in love with my names. As a child, it was a stressful process for me to learn to write and spell a name that’s nine letters long. I disliked my name because of it. It gave me a complex.

As of now, I wouldn’t change my birth name. It has and continues to write my destiny. The meanings are profound and speak volumes about who I am and what I am striving to be. I’m a discoverer and an explorer. My thirst and enthusiasm for knowledge come from my name.

For my kids’ names, I wanted short, Eastern names with positive meanings. I chose names that were easy on the ear, easy to remember and easy to pronounce. So my kids would be confident about every aspect of their names. My daughter’s name means “young maiden” or “attributed to Virgin Mary” in Arabic. My son’s name means “ray of light” in Sanskrit and “united” in Arabic.

My husband is Hindu and it was his parents wish that the first letter of their grandchild’s name match the date and time that the child was born. We agreed to this and they consulted an astrologer to ascertain the auspicious letters that we may use for our kids’ names. Even though this is not a practice in my culture or religion but because of the love and respect I have for my husband’s family I make it a point to incorporate their rituals into our lives.

As the parent, I set the standard for the type of parents my kids will become. I endeavour to set a good example in every aspect of my life. My kids see that we are respectful of other cultures and religions and so they will grow up with the same tolerance and respect for the people in their lives.

Our name carries a powerful predictor of our future. Choose a good name, make your child aware of the meaning of their name and ensure they live a life synonymous with that name.

Hate does not drive out hate, only love can do that.

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