Dipali

Dipali... an orange-gold prelude to the celebration of pristine Indian magic. A meticulously crafted poem, her captivating face evokes flickering candles lined up in a balanced sequence, casting a warm glow in the dark of night. Her beauty lies in the way she so effortlessly encapsulates tradition and festivity, bound by her beliefs and familial bonds. That said, Dipali is not merely an identifier, but a lyrical expression of heritage. She stands out perfectly, a flame in an otherwise dark place.

This is my mom's name, she's from India. It kinda sounds like Diwali.

Dipali is quite an odd name and not a lot of people have it so I can say so myself I hate the name Dipali.

Don't say "I hate this name" stuff. I think this name is odd, but I don't hate it. Rows of lamps isn't a bad thing.