The fear of the village headman's wrath loomed large over Mosinga. No one dared to challenge the tradition and everyone went about their clan work with contentment and fear in their hearts. However, there was one young man who was different - Tashi. His family belonged to the clan of weavers, who were known for their exceptional skills in crafting intricate and beautiful clothes from the finest threads.

From a young age, Tashi was expected to follow in the footsteps of his family and take up the mantle of weaving. Tashi's family was well-known in the village for their skill in weaving clothes. They had been weavers for generations, and Tashi's father was the head of the weavers' clan. However, Tashi's heart was not in this traditional craft. He was a curious and adventurous soul who yearned for something different. While his siblings and cousins eagerly learned the art of weaving from their parents and grandparents, Tashi found himself daydreaming about the medicinal herbs that grew abundantly in the mountains surrounding Mosinga.