Cloud & Proud

God made Woman from a rib of a man...
Not from his head to top him...
Nor from his feet to be stepped upon...
She was made from his side, to be close to him, from beneath his arm, to be protected by him, near his heart, to be loved by him...

This is a collection of short stories about women who inspired me through life, some of them I don't even know their names, but I learnt a lot from their actions...

About the book's name (Cloud and proud), it's because, a woman to me is like a cloud, Fluffy and cuddly, yet, a force that can cause a massive destruction. A cloud has both the ability to shadow you and care for you and the ability to cause you pain and suffer...

But most of all, because a cloud is like a woman's heart, white and full of hope but still has its dark moments. So, keep in mind that a cloud's tear can be a thread of life to a dying plant or a deluge that eats you alive...