Taji tiptoes into the world like the first drumbeat of a carnival parade, promising energy and light. In Swahili, its roots whisper “crown,” evoking visions of tiny princes rising to greet the dawn. It’s a name that feels like warm sunshine and the soft patter of rain on clay roofs. Taji dances on the tongue in two vibrant syllables. It feels like a tiny maraca shake in a sunny plaza. Though fresh and rare in nurseries, it carries centuries of royal flair and sunny optimism. This little crown bursts with Latin zest and natural grace. It’s ready to shine wherever its story begins.
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