On weekends, my bedside usually gets piled up with books I plan to read. Nothing particular, but it makes me appear more updated, well read and connects me to a couple of characters to whom I can easily relate to without feeling uncomfortable. I usually prefer self help literature. When it comes to fiction, I am a keen and a humble follower of Paulo Coelho. When I realized the local bookshop is offering a Christmas discount, I was proactive to collect some Coelho wisdom and add on to my personal collection. (I have this habit of underlining interesting text and I like to go over it several times even after I have read the book). And by now, I have most of his books in my possession.
I am yet to completely absorb his words of wisdom, but what intrigues me most in his characters is the “search” passion that each one of them carries. (For knowledge, wisdom, wealth, fame – whatever may be the target). All his characters seem to inherit this search till the unidentified end. Usually they end up with experience that itself is fulfilling and enriching. Sounds Philosophical? May be..
I think it gives you courage to enjoy the odyssey of life. I started with Alchemist, followed by The Zahir and then Eleven Minutes. Currently I am reading “The Pilgrimage”. While all the above seem to progress on similar lines, Eleven minutes seems to be different. I am convinced about how Coelho through his protagonist Mari, reveals the concept of sacred sex. It is a convincing paradox and thought provoking as well.
