Amia—say it with me, “uh-MEE-uh,” light as a sitar riff—comes from the Latin root for “beloved,” flirts with the Arabic sense of “joyful,” and slips effortlessly into Indian ears as a petite cousin of Amita or Amaya. It’s a name that feels like monsoon rain on hot earth: brief, refreshing, unforgettable. In the U.S. she’s been quietly sashaying up the charts since the disco days, and more than a hundred little Amias twirled into birth announcements last year alone. Parents love her because she’s global yet pocket-sized, easy to spell at preschool but still exotic enough to earn a double-take. Give a girl this name and you gift her a built-in pep talk—beloved, bright, born to sparkle. Tiny word, huge heart, instant sunshine.
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