What’s in my name?

I was curious once,

I asked many,

Illiterate and learned ones,

They said,

It says all about you,

Your name is your religion,

Your caste too,

And sometimes the country,

You belong to,

Your name is your fate,

To live or die,

When they clash about,

A silly lie.

Your name decides,

Whom to love,

One mistaken chance,

And you are killed by the mob.

Your name states,

You’re from a different land,

While you befriend all,

You're still the sore they can’t stand.

That was all,

I thought to be,

When they said,

Your name also carries,

Your family legacy.

So when time falls,

Your name will be the key,

Even a gruesome sin,

But you will be let free.

I asked them,