RIP DEAR MANDELA

 Ever notice how it always rains whenever a great person passes on?

I think that's how you know you lived an extraordinary life: when even nature is aware of your demise.

The first biography I ever read was a simple little book about a man called Nelson Mandela. I read it when I was about ten years old and I loved the story. I fell in love with the dream he had; a South Africa free from racial inequality. And I loved how he did everything he could to see this dream come to pass. As the world celebrates his life and grieves his demise, I too am feeling it. So dear Mandela, R.I.P.
The world shall surely miss you.