Love for Autobiographies
Ever since I was a small child, I have had loved stories. Where in the initial days I loved folktales told by my grandmother and mother, with time, my interest moved to the real stories of great people. Autobiographies , as people call them. Since then, I have read many books on people who have changed the world. Benjamin Franklin, Steve Jobs, Nelson Mandela, Adolf Hitler and many sports stars as well. But what I have loved the most are the books written by people themselves. What would be more interesting – someone telling you what good or bad happened in someone else’s life or someone telling you what drastic happened in their own life? To me, frankly speaking, the latter one is more appealing, so I buy autobiography every weekend. Every Sunday, I wake up with a thrill to start a new autobiography and don’t put it down till I finish it. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, nothing matters when I have a refreshing book in my hands. Like this Sunday, I was reading Seasons of Hope: Memoi