author: angela evans
email: angel33296@aol.com
feedback: please, any and all is welcome
distribution: ask me please
rating: pg
spoilers: ehh, season 2 to be safe
summary: what's in a name? that which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet. irina meditates.
disclaimer: i do not own them. it's very sad.
classification: ficlet, irina pov
Breathe.
Hold it in, 1…2…3…4…
Release.
Focus on the innerself.
Focus on Irina.
I've had so much time to meditate recently. There isn't much else to do in a tiny cell with only a book and a blanket serving as all your worldly possessions. But certainly my situation has its advantages. I've had so much time to think. And thinking can be a very dangerous pastime. But the Dalai Lama I am not. I certainly won't reach enlightenment or nirvana. Not in this life.
Focus on Irina.
Focus on Peace.
Ironic, really. My parents bestowed me with a name I'll hardly live up to. Peace. Perhaps they should have named me Shiva. The destroyer.
"What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet."
Shakespeare was an idiot. There is so much in a name. A name means so many things. Coming from Jack, it means bitch, liar, deceiver....from Sydney it means confusion...from Michael Vaughn it means murderess.
Now, Laura, there's a name with meaning. Mother. Wife. Love. Unfortunately, I am not Laura.
I'm Irina.
And I'm still looking for Peace.
a/n: I was searching through a baby name website for names when I discovered Irina (Irene) means 'peace'…and then this just sort of flowed…Shiva, the Destroyer is part of the Hindu Trinity with Vishnu the Preserver, and Brahma the Creator. My thanks to Jasmine, for bearing with me till one am on this.