identity down your gullet

a certain community in my native country has this custom, needlessly said for the females... that just after the wedding, the bride is supposed to be known by a new name, with her husband's name attached, just in case she forgets who is it that she belongs to, in addition to the new surname... and in none of these does she have a choice... it is the new family that decides on the name...
strange but true... ...
can we get sillier than this? to my mind no...
AK becomes C(the new name)L(the husband)V(the new surname of the groom's family)...what the hell?
i would better have died than change my name... how could i identify with a name that is given when i am a quarter century old? and what does the passport office do while issuing passports since all the educational certificates are in the maiden name?
well, just for your info, i did not change my sirname also since i found someone with the same sirname as i was born... yes, there were raised eyebrows, but we managed to freeze them there and then... and comments galore, but who cares as long as i still go by the name i was christened at birth...