Since last few days, rather few weeks, I was going through a book. Name
was 'Like the Flowing River: Thoughts and Reflections'. Author is Paulo
Coelho. His pieces of thoughts just have been piled up there in the
book. Today, when I was thinking to open another blog for me, I could
not resist myself to borrow the name, a bit modified though. This made
me to write this first post about the book.
I can demand that I am writing a review. But I am afraid that it would turn to a page of gibberish containing only some haphazard realizations. So, it is better not to give any such title.
That was a very rainy day, I bought this book and stuck in a CCD waiting for someone. A hot cappuccino gave some company to start with this. And my first encounter was with a pencil. He gave it a name, 'The Story of a Pencil'. But it made me fantasized for being the little boy holding a pencil with his granny.
'But it's just like any other pencil I've ever seen!'
'That depends on how you look at things. It has five qualities which, if you manage to hang on to them, will make you a person who is always at peace with world'.
Granny told me the five qualities that a pencil has but a man does not. I was just moved.
Then, in a bar in Tokyo. Hoki's love for Miller turned me to make a script for a short film about this. I tried one, it was very tough to make though.
Still, I am flowing like a piece of wood through the river of Coelho, his thoughts and feelings about the world.
So, to say world about my own feelings I am just borrowing his name jumbling a bit up.
Sorry, Mr. Coelho, I am grateful to you.
I can demand that I am writing a review. But I am afraid that it would turn to a page of gibberish containing only some haphazard realizations. So, it is better not to give any such title.
That was a very rainy day, I bought this book and stuck in a CCD waiting for someone. A hot cappuccino gave some company to start with this. And my first encounter was with a pencil. He gave it a name, 'The Story of a Pencil'. But it made me fantasized for being the little boy holding a pencil with his granny.
'But it's just like any other pencil I've ever seen!'
'That depends on how you look at things. It has five qualities which, if you manage to hang on to them, will make you a person who is always at peace with world'.
Granny told me the five qualities that a pencil has but a man does not. I was just moved.
Then, in a bar in Tokyo. Hoki's love for Miller turned me to make a script for a short film about this. I tried one, it was very tough to make though.
Still, I am flowing like a piece of wood through the river of Coelho, his thoughts and feelings about the world.
So, to say world about my own feelings I am just borrowing his name jumbling a bit up.
Sorry, Mr. Coelho, I am grateful to you.
