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That one time I was a meme

People never spell my name correctly and it gets screwed up a lot. If I had a dollar for everytime someone wrote 'Riya' as 'Ria', I'd be retired and enjoying my life. I had 14 certificates changed in school because they always wrote 'Ria' or 'Rhea' on them. That error has happened so frequently, there came a point where I just stopped pointing it out to people, at least in messages. It's a bigger disappointment when a guy is trying to flirt, and he writes the wrong spelling of your name. I mean I don't expect you to do any favourite colour/flowers homework but the name is basics duh-uh.
Nevertheless, the day came
Suddenly everybody knew the right spelling of my name
because everyone who knew me and some who didn't, were tagging me in the #riyamemes.

Well, I don't know about Sajid but my friends were super happy because they now had a new excuse to make fun of me.

 I had so much unwanted attention on every social media platform, I was being tagged in the same post and memes by everyone on my friend list. Making someone’s name a meme isn’t the end of the world. But feel more of a schmuck when you use BandaRiya or Urea.


You know what they say about best friends always being there, trying to cheer you up?
Well, mine are just precious. (kutRiyas)



Here are my favourite ones from around the web-













 I know what my pun master junior would say about these




For weeks, I just thought about changing my name before it actually settled.



P.S. This post was long due,
when I recently opened my drafts I just knew I had to complete this one.

You can post your favourite #riyamemes in the comments below just in case I missed out on them. 

ShukRiya :)
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