Madan Mohan.

Baradraj: It was very important to me to have a good Sanskrit name. I liked the names of the initiated devotees, but I was worried that I would get a name that didn't sound right, that didn't mean very much. I knew that I had to accept it because Prabhupada knew my spiritual name, and he was going to call me by that name. But I was struggling inside on a completely superficial platform. My mind was distracting me. I was attracted to a particular name, "Madan Mohan." I kept saying, "Madan Mohan. That's a good name. I hope I get that name." I had been in the temple for six months in Montreal, and I was using some ready-made beads, so I brought them with me to the initiation yajna. It was a beautiful scene and a wonderful experience. I had never witnessed so much grandeur and so much effortless grace. During the ceremony, Prabhupada took one's beads, chanted on them, and then returned them. When my turn came I handed him my beads. He took them. They were not overly small, but they were on the small side. He looked at them with disapproval and said, "You couldn't have gotten bigger beads?" At that moment I was thinking, "Beads?" I was already being demolished. I had no leg to stand on. I didn't know what to say, so I was quiet. I may have shrugged. He was chanting on my beads, and I was thinking, "Madan Mohan, Madan Mohan." The mind was going on as if it were on hold; waiting, waiting. Finally he stopped chanting. He handed me the beads. Before I took them, he said, "Is there already someone named Madan Mohan?" The devotees said, "Oh, yes, Prabhupada. There he is." And with that: "Your name is Baradraj das."