Zaya bursts onto the scene like a little shooting star—short, bright, and impossible to ignore! Most storytellers trace her passport back to Mongolia, where “zaya” means “destiny,” yet she also glows with the Arabic shimmer of “light,” making her a two-for-one treasure. She skips through U.S. charts, rising bit by bit each year like salsa notes climbing a scale—¡bailecito!—and she has never lost that fresh-mint sparkle. Parents hear Zaya and picture a girl who writes her own fate, laughs with sunbeams, and twirls through life with the ease of a breeze off the Caribbean. In just four letters she packs the promise of adventure, a dash of mystery, and a whole lot of corazón.
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