It reminds me of a bright blue sky.
Or even a lone bird flying above a forest.
The first time that it's read, it comes out like jargon from another planet.
"Adiwhite? Adivith? Bubbaith?"
Raising my hand slowly, I correct all of them.
When my family says it, it sounds perfect like all the pieces of a puzzle fit in.
Sounding like a fresh lemon's zing in your mouth, "Advaith" is said.
It was the name of an ancient saint who shared his ideas with the world courageously.
Having this name, I know that I have courage too like a brave warrior.
Nobody else in the world is like me: distinct and unreplaceable.
I know that for everything, I am capable.
By knowing my name's might.
Unique and one and only; that means Advaith.
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