Zahir

We always want things we can't have...and remain blind to everything that is already here.

As for me, I have been searching for personalization of an idea. Met the persons but the idea remained so strong that there has been no other way than push those people away. Surely, I wish I could have been more gentle, more compassionate, more understanding to their feelings but I have been just too much in my own little word to make an attempt. I'm still there, at the crossroads, watching the seeker. It is impossible search that I'm on and I know it. It's filled with frustration, conflicts and paradoxes. Should just give up, throw away that which I treasured the most. True beauty can not be seen when energy is leaking out like this.

I have started reading a book of Paulo Coelho. I have read few of his books before and always liked them. However, this time I approached the book much more....personally. I have not read it far yet but the voice of the book could easily belong to myself. And that's the way I have never felt with any author even though I have read a lot in my life.

The book's title is Zahir.