My name became known because I was, one might say accidentally the target of state repression and because so many people throughout the country and other parts of the world organized around the demand for my freedom.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Perhaps I shouldn't have been influenced by the idea that my name could be spread across the entire world.
I was named after the great emperor Cyrus as my father, Farokh Broacha, was a great admirer of the Persian emperor. Continuing the tradition, I have named my son after Mikhail Gorbachev, someone whom I admire. He gave his people freedom.
Being a known person is pretty much all I've known. I don't remember much of a time when people didn't know who I was.
I would have changed my last name if being famous were my goal.
I was named for my grandmother. It's an evil-eye name, to protect you from bad things.
I went from living my life anonymously for 58 years to being a public figure known globally in a matter of minutes.
I have referred to myself as an accidental activist on more than one occasion.
I never wanted to give up my given name. I'm proud of it, but the only problem was that no one remembered it. It was just a little too awkward, and they mispronounced it so frequently.
I don't understand why people don't remember my name.
I changed my name when we became aware of the African revolution and the whole question of our African roots.