Hey guys, busy has been my motto this week since Friday, that's why you haven't seen any updates on the blog. But let's just go down to business and relate with some basic stuff. So lately I've been doing a lot of reminiscing and realized that most of the influences I had came from books. Some bad and some good. Let me begin with THE BOOK that really shaped my small fragile mind; The Purple Hibiscus by Chimamanda Adichie. Being a young, curious little girl I won't lie and tell you I was mentally strong enough or held my Faith in high esteem because I didn't. There were times when absurd knowledge did appeal to me a great deal and I filled my head with all sorts. Let me not digress and tell you why Purple Hibiscus was THE BOOK that changed a lot of my perspective especially towards family. Ever read a book and you could feel the originality of emotions oozing out of the words and hitting you hard at each turn? That's what that book was for me. Chimamanda h...
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