I just finished reading Alchemist (Paulo Coelho). What an interesting read. Somehow I always relate most to the books which have no apparent meaning and are extremely surreal. One of the weekends I was talking about it to a friend with this general air of supremacy, that us, the self proclaimed philosophers of sorts, have. When the friend suddenly asked “So can you make gold now?”. A little taken aback by the question I looked at him in the eye and said “I do”, “this time I do”, and calmly went back to playing mini golf on my new Compaq Presario.
But his question made me restless. So did my answer to him. Why did I tell him that “I did” when I barely know the chemical composition of Gold. And I obviously don’t know the Language of the World. Speaking of which I barely speak 2 languages (hindi and English) where as most my friends speak at least 3 (Hindi, English and their mother tongue. Somehow their mothers always spoke some other language, whereas mine barely spoke 1, hindi of course. English not quiet her kind of bhasha). I barely knew the meaning of the word Alchemist before I started the book. And most certainly didn’t believe in “Omens”. But somehow I always believed in universe and the fact that when it wants you to do something it gives you hints, its just that we either don’t listen to her or choose not to.
I think a man is done when he stops dreaming and surrenders the next instalment of his being to another PAYCHECK.
But his question made me restless. So did my answer to him. Why did I tell him that “I did” when I barely know the chemical composition of Gold. And I obviously don’t know the Language of the World. Speaking of which I barely speak 2 languages (hindi and English) where as most my friends speak at least 3 (Hindi, English and their mother tongue. Somehow their mothers always spoke some other language, whereas mine barely spoke 1, hindi of course. English not quiet her kind of bhasha). I barely knew the meaning of the word Alchemist before I started the book. And most certainly didn’t believe in “Omens”. But somehow I always believed in universe and the fact that when it wants you to do something it gives you hints, its just that we either don’t listen to her or choose not to.
I think a man is done when he stops dreaming and surrenders the next instalment of his being to another PAYCHECK.
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I read few of your posts. they are real nice with kind of profound impact giving an aha feeling. especially the orkut post, this alchemist to quote a few!!
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