Weaver: A person who weaves a fabric. Engrossed in my thoughts every single day, I end up asking myself a question "Why was I sent to live this life? " I passed my whole day thinking about this one question not noticing that this question itself had the answer to it, "TO LIVE" " To live" is very subjective. For one person it can simply mean to earn and spend, for other, it could be simply breathing and probably for some just to survive. This game of questions and answers is a loop for every human being. Afterall, this is the only flag that signals the soul for so many closed and open doors of one's life. It is easy yet so difficult to carry these patterns of worry and sadness in our minds. Putting together the colors of happiness with them makes a perfect fabric which is complex but still beautiful! What do you call a person who talks to herself, takes her decision on her own which are mostly bad, PRO at making mist
I was asked about my life's best encounter with anything or anyone in my life till now. I had a long list in my mind and gave a thought to it. There were definitely too many characters that were running through my head from my favourite cartoon to my favourite school teacher and my best friend. Many things that take place every single day and a lot that touch my heart. Bitter experiences and sweet memories of people in my mind was making an altogether a new picture. I wonder if this happens to everyone! People talk about magic, superheroes and beautiful chantings that either save or change their life. Some also talk about beautiful flowers and the fragrance that make them feel wonderful. The peace that mountains give and the sounds of ocean waves so serene that you do not want to leave that place.Cool breeze in hot summers and favourite ice candy at night. Long walk to the beach with your lover and endless talk about the beautiful moon. Sitting by the aeroplane window seat e