After getting cursed by the goddess of wisdom and crafts Athena, Arachne turned into a spider and kept weaving like the great weaver she was. No, I do not find any similarities, it’s just her story inspired me. I was taught crocheting and knitting at a very tender age, but never really practised or did. Recently I have been struggling with many things like my job, mental health, and more. I was in a very dark place, couldn’t even find a single ray of light to be honest. My crafting skill took a back seat a long time ago and did not even peek to look me in the eye. And then one of my well-wishers sent me some photos of jute embroidery to make me want to do something as she knew I could even do that. Probably that triggered the crocheter in me to start all over again. And we ended up ordering a hook set and some yarns online.

To be honest, it soothes my soul like no other activity. According to one of my friends, I agree it is art therapy. When I get to create something with just a hook and some yarns or threads it makes me realize that I am capable of doing things I have never thought about. It gives me a serene feeling. It humbles me.

And here started a brand-new journey for me as a crafter. I started exploring myself and my abilities from a very different angle. Life was never really difficult or struggling, but the last three years have shown so many colours of people and events. I do not think the people I lost during this period were meant to be with me on this new journey. The new side of relationships came to light and turned my world upside down. But I have never lost my faith that the Almighty will give me the right path. I was taught almost all kinds of hand embroidery, crocheting, and knitting with utmost care. But life took turns and never let the crafter in me bloom fully. I wasn’t sure about crocheting either. With an overwhelmed heart I started crocheting a shawl I might regret later but I don’t want to. I have invested so many emotions in my crocheting it is painful sometimes. To be honest, it soothes my soul like no other activity. According to one of my friends, I agree it is art therapy. When I get to create something with just a hook and some yarns or threads it makes me realize that I am capable of doing things I have never thought about. It gives me a serene feeling. It humbles me. I get to explore human creativity.

I like to think that this is an entirely new journey for me as a person as well. I quit the job I loved, at least I thought so. I have lost so much in the last three years and I discovered a new person within