After being diagnosed with cancer, Mehwish found herself searching for light in places where the days often felt dim. She turned to art as a way to cope with the ache and fear.
One quiet morning, she reached for yellow, a shade that felt like hope; warm, steady, and alive. She added light green to make it soft and calm, like a breath of nature in a sterile room. Then came the light blue, cool and clear, like the sky after a storm. Slowly, a mandala began to bloom. Not loud. Not perfect. But deeply, quietly luminous. The colors blended like her emotions: heavy at first, then lighter, like a window opening in her chest. That mandala was her way of remembering that even small glimmers of hope matter.