It's only been a year since I started reading books. It used to be really difficult for me to stick to a book, rather stick to a story for too long. Last year when I randomly selected books that were of my interests and started reading them was when I realised why I couldn't read properly all this while. Since then, I don't go looking for the popular authors, the most recommended books or the fancy covers. I only pick up a book if it is relatable enough or if I want to explore a new topic given in that book. Of course, not all of them are always a good decision, but I'm happy at least I'm able to finish them. Recently I came across a book fair while I was roaming around aimlessly in one of the lanes in my city. I came across this book called: Life Lessons from Remarkable Women, tales of triumph, failure, and learning to love yourself. What struck me was the latter part. The book has been given a feminine layout and highlights the little things that need to be ...
By starting this blog, I opened a new window to the number of tabs left open in my mind. Here's a warm welcome to my new happy place.