Brida- Paulo Coelho

I read this book last year, in December, when I was at home for my vacations. Its now that I have got time to talk about the book that I fell in love with.

I think most of you all would have read the book, if you haven't, one suggestion from my side is to read this book. If you like a bit of philosophy and you can apply it practically, this book is something worth treasuring. It's a moving tale of love, passion, ,mystery and spirituality.

Not reavealing what's there in the book , I would like to quote some of the lines from the book which I loved.

" Human beings are interlinked, like the cards in a deck."

Wisdom- " When a male knowledge joins with a female transformation, then the magical union is created and its name is wisdom. Wisdom means both to know and to transform."

" The whole of man's life on the face of earth can be summed up by the search for his Soulmate. He may pretend to be running after wisdom, money or power, but none of that matters. Whatever he achieves will be incomplete if he fails to find his soulmate."

"One must not bother trying to explain one's emotions."

"Live everything as intensely as one can and keep whatever one feels as a gift from God."

" Nothing in this world is ever completely wrong. Even a stopped clock is right twice a day."

"Emotions are like wild horses. They demand to be heard."

"When we are in love, then we are capable of learning everything and of knowing things one had never dared even to think, because love is the key to the understanding of all mysteries."

Am I obsessed???

Er...er...er... There’s nothing much to worry. I’m neither obsessed with someone nor with love.
I feel that I am OBSESSED OF WRITING.

Anywhere, anything...When, my mind works. I generally carry a pen and paper with me wherever I go; if I don’t have I manage to get one. It is based on what’s going in my mind because I can’t keep things inside... it has to come out some way or the other. Either I talk or I write. Writing helps me when I don’t have someone around who understands me. If not a pen and paper then I have my mobile in hand. If not a write-up then possibly a ‘Shayari’. Of late this habit is becoming too much I feel. Even if I have a small chit I need to write something in that. Be it the library, railway station, hospital or in the auto rickshaw. People watching me were wondering as to what I was writing so fast. It was just that I was getting so much in my mind at a time that I needed to write.

I was in the hospital with my grandmother for 2 days and I started writing there too. People around kept looking at me quizzically and someone even came and asked me as to what I was writing. I didn’t know how to explain? I just said, “I am studying something.” Even my mom wonders what I write but never bothers to ask me much. That’s how she is as she has been seeing this since when I myself don’t know??? She keeps kidding and says one thing, “What do you write so much I don’t know? If you go at this rate you can write a thesis I think. Interested in doing PhD?”

Seeing the way I write, I remember my school days when we had to write at least 4-5 pages for an essay or a story. That time I somehow managed to fill those pages and reach the word limit. 4 pages seemed such a big thing for me. This was my condition when I was in the 11th and 12th standard. I used to feel bugged while writing. Even in board exams I felt bored but now these 4-5 pages seem nothing to me.

That’s another progress in my writing skill and I have got people who encourage me to write. As a writer I can write well in English and Hindi only but I would love to learn some more and write, at least start writing in my mother tongue which seems to be a very difficult task for me even now.

Writing is my passion and my latest obsession… Hope this passion remains alive forever as it is my savior in times of distress.