My women 11 ( I love experimenting with forms and patterns,this journey is endless). I was known for being a wild child.
I was known for being that one who wanted to know all the “why”s.
Its was tough to manipulate me because i would never stop asking “why”.
Determined stubborn, and all the thing a child would get scolded for.
But i kept that child awake in me.
I kept the child alive.
Till now, the curiousity in me didnt die.
I want to learn more.
As we grow up,we stop asking,
We somehow think we know everything and the urge to learn vanishes..
That is the only reason,we stop growing.
P.s i love to imagine i have blue hair,even if its completely black with so many greys!