Every Life is a Tapestry.

Threads of memory, growth, and becoming — woven into words.

Author: Weave the colours

  • Reason why I choose Mountain over beach

    What can be more enticing than spending life in the mountains? You have a cool breeze and an unlimited supply of resources from nature that is unharmed and untouched. Most importantly, you get to enjoy serendipity in the pursuit of life satisfaction. We can use solar energy or wind energy for power supply and also enjoy network connectivity as it’s available in most parts of the country. Even if we don’t have internet facilities, we have nothing to worry about because we have nature to accompany us. Of course, I don’t dislike the beach; it’s one of the best places to relieve stress and enjoy life, yet the satisfaction that mountain life offers outweighs the former. So, I am definitely going for mountain life.

  • Home food

    Oh God, this makes me feel homesick all over again. There are foods that I enjoy with my family. Wait! Chillax… I am drooling now :D. If you are a vegetarian or non-meat eater, this may not be for you. We love to have simple locally made chicken curry with local spices. Oh yeah, and it’s not bought but rare. So, that makes a difference for us. We love to sit and complain about salt, chili, etc., haha, and enjoy the food. We also love to eat other foods like pork, fish, and ducks with our own cuisine or sometimes with Indian spices, but very rarely with spices other than turmeric and chili powder.

  • Lessons from Esther the QUEEN

    If I could ever meet a historical person, I would love to meet Queen Esther. I would definitely love to listen to and learn from her how devoted she is to her creator and how she saved her people from the persecution of a wrathful man. Instead of resting on her alluring beauty and enjoying the luxurious life as a queen, she never forgets her people and her roots. Through her sacrifices and pleas, she not only saved herself but also her king and her people. This is something that I really admire about her. I would definitely like to meet her and ask her to teach me how, with great courage and fervent prayers, she was able to do it.

  • Why AGE is just a number?

    Recently, I came across a perseverant man in his early 60s who decided to step into my classroom to polish his skills in English. He had experienced life from a heavy blow to the highest point of satisfaction. His love for films and movies can never be extinguished. After fulfilling the duties of being a father to his two children (they are well settled with life now), he is now ready to fly off with his wings wide open. He says life is all about doing what we love because we don’t know when, but one day we should be ready to go as death is inevitable. A faithful and eager learner, he makes sure to be present every single day, despite the fact that on most normal days, he will have to say goodbye to his friends, relatives, and loved ones. As these goodbyes might be the last journeys for them, yet with agility, he will smile and attend my class after sending them off.

    At first, I thought he was giving me lame excuses, as there couldn’t be a day where he had to send off his loved ones every alternate day. However, when I recount his age and theirs, I apologize to myself for my short-sightedness. Life truly is moving at a very fast pace. We would often ask him about his childhood and be amazed by how fast the world has changed within six decades.

    Despite the fact that he is a grandpa to most of my other students, he is always the one who makes them feel that learning is all about courage and effort. He never stops himself from answering the questions being asked or the assignments being given. Instead, he would laugh it off and say he’s a kindergartener, being lenient with himself when his answers were wrong. Honestly speaking, I feel undeserving to be teaching him. At first, I thought it would be a big challenge for me because I had never had a student of his age. I was definitely reluctant to accept him into the class, yet I gave myself a chance to accept individuals as they are and never judge them for who they are. I’d say I really used the principle of social workers—the principle of non-judgmental attitude.

    I am glad I did not turn him away, and I am grateful that my other students did not despise or ridicule him. Instead, they are accepting him and learning together with him as a classmate. They laugh, learn, and share experiences together, giving me the energy to get up every morning and be ready for class. I am indeed grateful to have them in my classroom.

  • Sakura feeling

    OCTOBER is a month of cosmos, rhododendrons, fall, clear sky with the best moon and stars. Where the Cherry blossoms, painting the world into a mystical fantasy. The season of Halloween and the anticipation for Christmas is at its highest peak. The spirit to march forward with zeal and enthusiasm as the year is coming to an end in two months’ time. There’s no greater feeling than waiting for the winter break when I’d get to meet my family, loved ones, and friends after a year of toil. Oh, what can be better than this…

  • Serendipity

    I would like to get away from the city to the countryside and find peace amidst all the greenery. Lost in the woods, connecting with nature, talking to the moon and stars, and listening to the songs of the insects around. I really want to share with the world the serenity that we can enjoy, the kind of feelings that arise when we escape from the hustling and bustling modern world. Okay, I have been talking about the place so much, so it’s revelation time… here is “SHIRUI”.

  • Miss Coldfellow!

    I don’t want people to take me for granted; I want them to see me as someone who is really difficult to get along with. I always present myself as someone who is not approachable and who gives off a cold aura, making it clear that I am not someone anybody can mess with. On the other hand, I am a jovial person to those whom I accept into my circle. I have the habit of not accepting just anyone who comes my way as friends or someone I can trust. I am particular about who can be in my circle. So, yes, people know me as that one person who is always cold and difficult to talk to.

  • Are you striving for healing?

    Recently, I have been hooked on ‘You Can Heal Your Life’ by Louise Hay, which I came across by chance. As I was procrastinating over choosing between a book or a kurta, I decided to prioritize healing myself first. It’s fascinating to delve into the words; it seems like the book is meant for me to stumble upon.

    I had a very enriching journey with ‘Ikigai’ last month, and now ‘You Can Heal Your Life’ is taking me deeper to understand myself and navigate the sources of my self-doubt and brokenness. I am progressing slowly with this book because I want to truly understand the roots and learn how to deal with them. I have not regretted reading it for a second, as my journey with it has been very rewarding.

    I would also like to recommend it to those who are striving to heal themselves but don’t know how. I can say with confidence that you won’t regret reading it if you seriously want to address and heal your discomforts. We can Heal!

  • Birds chirp a lullaby

    If only I could live anywhere in the world, I would like to live in the countryside amidst beautiful landscapes. I would like to farm and have a WFH job, spending my days with family. I would prefer to be back in my hometown but somewhere further than the community living areas. There, I would enjoy a peaceful, serene life and run some cabins for tourists, as my hometown is a touristy place. I would love to wake up, kissing the sun’s rays, and sleep with the stars and moon shining brightly overhead, while insects and birds chirp a lullaby in the background. There would be days where I would invite my relatives and friends over to celebrate life together, hosting them with scrumptious meals from our own farm. Oh! I wish I were living that life now.

  • A blue gel pen!

    It can be said that I have collected a lot of things or materials from different places as I travel around. Among all these, the coolest thing I have kept with me since 2017 is a pen. It’s a blue gel pen with a deep blue color, and it is labeled as ‘made in Japan.’ It was given to me by one of my American friends during our leadership training. I thought it was a priceless gift that someone could ever give (I was actually fascinated by the fact that an American friend gifted me something, lol). I am pretty sure she did not realize that the pen she had given to me was special to me. That’s what I normally feel when I give some of my pens randomly to people when they are in need. To make a long story short, I use this pen to record important events in life now.