Yesterday was the 70th anniversary of the Atomic Bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki and in another context, my friend Karl reminded me about the nastiness that implied and the overall scheme of things in today’s world.

I immediately responded to him that I had not forgotten and also explained to him why I had not forgotten.

A lady friend of mine was born exactly on that day.  As I write this, she is exactly 70 years and one day old.  One of the gentlest persons that I have ever come across and a grandmother nonpareil.

For obvious reasons, I can’t out her identity but you will know why I write about her in a while.


I knew this lady before she was married.  She was my then fiance’s classmate and friend in the early sixties of the last century.  Fate however meant that we kept bumping into each other in many places including much later in Delhi in the early eighties.  It was then that I got to meet her husband who in a moment of indiscretion called her Hero in my presence.

On being corrected by me that surely it should be heroine, he came out with the story about her birthday coinciding with the bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki and how she was first called an Atom Bomb for being a stunner and then on her birthday being found out being called Hiroshima, shortened to Hero!

13 thoughts on “Nickname.”

  1. americans are notorious for giving anyone and everyone a nickname.
    when margareta… our exchange student… who came from sweden in my senior year of high school… let me know one day how their culture is much different in that respect.
    she was talking about her grandmother.
    i smiled and said … “what do you call your grandmother?”
    she looked at me oddly for a moment then said “grandmother!”
    over here it can be …
    gram grammy nana nei nei mimi maw maw grandma gran … and on and on. i even went to school with a kid who called her grandparents mommo and poppo.
    interesting. but i can see how one wouldn’t necessarily want to be called hiroshima.
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    1. A la de dah English home will still insist on using the formal address like Father, Mother, Grandfather etc! In India, in local languages we have the freedom to use short forms like dada, dadi, nana, nani, mama. chacha etc.

  2. I remember writing an essay about this in one of my papers at University – and reading some extraordinary accounts about the people on the ground; the guys flying the planes and it was quite horrific as such…

    1. oh, sorry the post about a persons’ nickname – related to the anniversary… to find out later you were born on such a day – might be a great talking point or one you would rather not. I can imagine if you were born say during a big earthquake or other natural disaster….

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