talking about the book that i just finished this morning, The Zahir by Paulo Coelho. mind me if i chattered too much while giving my point of view of the story. now i understand why they said this book has touch million of people's heart when reading it. i wish i could cry but i just couldn't. so i let my heart cry. why? it touch me in every where. every part of my body. the guy himself feels like me. i used to love someone exactly the way he loves his wife. we love someone so much but not enough to show it to them. as i used to said as long as someone's knows that i love him, it is enough for me. i forget that love means more than saying 'i love you'. i forget that love means commitment. it takes more than anything to stay together. i always think that i know his soul better that he won't leave me for anything. and then when it happen, that's when i realize my idea is totally plain stupid. people be in love to feel the joy of it. to enjoy. to pleasure. not feeling misery. feeling abundance. i don't know.well, they said, love and dependency come together hand in hand. haha...
back to the book, i like the guy. it's like knowing myself through his perspective. cause i am someone like him in terms of relationship. of feeling. i like when he tried to know his wife back from someone else. someone he never thought his wife mingle with. i love the way of knowing back someone you love cause you might be surprised with what you just find out. it's like back when you first know them. it is so much. too much. meaningful. i like when he feel lost when she's gone. that's when he realize how much he needs her. even he's been surrounded by different women, still he longing for her. longing for the hot chocolate moment. longing for the argument.
oh...i just love the guy. and when it ended that way, that's what i called a total catharsis of a reader like me...;)
i couldn't agree more to this:
"i had lunch with a friend who had just got divorced and she said to me: 'Now i can enjoy all the freedom i've always dream of having'. but that's a lie. no one wants that kind of freedom: we all want commitment, we all want someone to be beside us to enjoy the beauties of Geneva, to discuss books, interviews, films or even to share a sandwich with because there isn't enough money to buy one each. better to eat half sandwich than a whole one. better to be interrupted by the man who wants to get straight back home because there's a big games on TV tonight or by the woman who were stop outside a shop window and interrupts what we were saying about the cathedral tower, far better that than to have the whole of Geneva to yourself with all the time and quiet in the world to visit it".
anything is better than to be alone. cause when you're alone, it's as if you were no longer part of the human race.
OMG, i sound so mature writing something like this...;p
p/s: you have to read it to feel it.
for my next visit, i need to find:
-Eleven minutes
-The Witch of Portobello
-By the River of Piedra I Sat Down and Wept
