Neesha unfolds like a softly whispered secret beneath a Tuscan moon, drawing its roots from the Sanskrit Nisha, which means “night,” and carrying with it a cloak of midnight’s quiet magic. In its syllables one can almost hear the lullaby of distant stars, each “nee” a gentle brushstroke on the canvas of darkness and each “sha” a shimmering nod to mystery. Woven into the name are echoes of ancient Indian poetry and the universal fascination with twilight’s hush, yet it glides as effortlessly through an Italian piazza as a gondola through Venetian waters. Parents who choose Neesha often imagine a child whose presence, like moonlight on cold marble, brings calm and wonder to every corner of life. There’s a subtle humor in envisioning her gleefully chasing fireflies in a summer garden or confiding secrets to a sleeping olive tree, and it’s this blend of serenity and spirited charm that makes Neesha both timeless and uniquely luminous.