My name is Luh Putu Ariasih. Actually, my name has a long history. When I was born I was given the name “Putu” which means the first grandchild. Both parents and grandparents I like that name. I was the first child and first grandchild for them. As a tradition every newborn baby, large families would hold a “Penyambutan” ceremony held After 42 day’s old baby. In the ceremony of the inauguration ceremony held of the name. My parents wanted me to have name that fit her. So my grandmother went to the smart people who we trust to ask who I was. Smart people said I was coming from the Aryan descent who is still our ancestors as well. So the smart people that I was given the name Luh Ariasih. The suffix-hell that comes from the word Mercy means compassion; this might be my grandmother's prayer from me to be a loving child to anyone. Luh in Balinese language means that the first daughter. After discussion with my parents, my name becomes Luh Putu Ariasih which means first granddaughter full of affection.
I am very grateful to both parents and my grandparents on behalf of which was given to me. According to my knowledge my name means love, affection of my parents, grandparents and my family. In addition, this also caused by the customs and traditions of Bali. Bali is every person has a first name like; Luh, Putu, Made, Nyoman, Ketut and so on it. Now, even I have to bear the name. For me this is the name that always shows who I really am. That's what I'm proud to give depth to be myself with my own name, and the mandate of my beloved family. Sometimes it was heavy, because wherever I go, my name has been showed my identity.
When talking about compassion, maybe the name I have yet to prove who I am. I really liked my name but I have not been able to prove or make prayer my grandmother to be a grandson and a loving child. But I would not base with that name I will continue to struggle to learn to be a loving child to be proud of the family. I certainly will not give up before trying, let alone replace my name with a name that is not from my parents. For me, the name is a mandate that ought to be accounted for. Do not even get people who mandated that disappointed or sad. For that, from elementary school I am learning to dance, Balinese language, learn to make “Banten” or offerings, people familiar with the customs and toxicity Bali, in particular Balinese girl is sweet and gentle. Not because I have a desire to schools outside of Bali. But because I am love my own culture. Traditions and habits that are difficult I found in Jakarta today. It is not easy the first time to learn. I never despair, while dance I learned so difficult and tiring. But I enjoy the uniqueness of that moment.