King Of Cowboys!

King of cowboys

When travelling overseas, I used to be asked the meaning of my name by many people and I would inevitably translate my surname Rajgopaul as Raja for King and Gopala for Cowherd or Cowboy as in the West translating to King of Cowboys. Lord Krishna was the King of Cowherds. ย Here he is depicted as one along with his friend Balaram, cows and calves.

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No, I never wore cowboy boots.

18 thoughts on “King Of Cowboys!”

  1. Thanks for the clarification. That explains everything. I kept trying to split it as Rajgo – paul, where paulos means “small” in Greek, and is undoubtedly related to a Sanskrit word.
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  2. My family name in English had six letters, yet in Irish it covered half the page -Maoldhomhnaigh literally translated Maol means bald and Domhnaigh means Sunday.

    The ‘h’s are accents which in my young days were dots on top of the previous letter.
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  3. My sister and I were great Roy Rogers fans when we were kids. And a writer/professor friend of mine had a full-size cutout of Roy Rogers in his office. He said he felt secure knowing Roy always had his back.

    Yay, Roy Rogers! And his fans. ๐Ÿ™‚
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  4. Like Grannymar, I have a long first name, now drastically shortened, which, according to my Dad, means “one who charms all” LOL!
    Not so funny is the family name O’dheiderscoeil, now in so many variations in the states, even in the anglicized versions, it needs its own phone book.
    As to King of the cowboys: 1. you wear the name well.
    2. would love to see a picture of you in a cowboy hat,
    3. as I wrote some time ago, my uncle trained both Roy’s horse Trigger, as well as Bullit, his dog. He also owned and trained Lord Nelson, the hairy English sheep dog on the Doris Day version of please don’t eat the daisies. He claimed every Irishman should have a dog named Lord Nelson.
    (But, typically, naming is as far as political goes in my family. Dog people are lovers.)
    Finally, it’s a tough decision with the pants, but, since I actually wore the hat and boots for work at one time, if you tuck the pants in, you have to shine the boots all the time, if you put them out, you can get caught on the saddle horn or the stirrups and break your neck. My solution was out, and very narrow pants legs.
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    1. Absolutely fascinating history. I am not surprised that you are one who charms and I would give an arm and a leg to see you in narrow jeans, cowboy boots and a ten gallon hat!

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