How about Kaya, a boy. From the Bob Marley song "Me wan see Kaya". My grandson, btw. Poor kid!
How bout the NBA player named Anferny
My father was an avid reader of Greek literature, knew the Greek language and so forth. In 1967, he stuck me with the name Charissa (a derivative of charis, the greek word for grace). He wanted to name me Penelope Daphne but my mom threatened to leave me at the hospital if he did. My younger brother got a good solid normal name. What's so bad is I had a lisp when I was little and when asked my name it sounded as if I was saying Charitha. Even now when I have to spell it over the phone I am asked if that's "f-f-a" instead of "s-s-a".