Sometimes in life
there are moments when you wish that you can delete a memory from your life
forever. But you can’t. It is not a sad memory, opposite even. It’s usually those
happy memories that bring you sadness. It’s the loss of happiness that makes you
unhappy. You can’t turn back time and re-live that memory ever again, nor can
you be happy ever again. People come, people go. But when memories are made
they stay forever.
Sometimes
very rarely life gives you a second chance. A second chance at happiness. Do you take it? Or
do you throw it away? If you take it, there is a great chance that you may lose
that happiness once and for all. If the pain of the first memory was ruthless,
then losing the second one would be worse. Love and happiness may fade but
scars never do. But then there’s the chance at happiness again if you do take
it. Do you risk the chance of forming greater scars with this acceptance at
happiness? Or do you protect yourself from greater unhappiness by declining
this second chance?
“By the River
Piedra I sat down and Wept,” is just that. It is a book of love and second
chances. It’s about forgiveness. It’s about scars and longing. It’s about loss
and findings. Most importantly it is about healing.
Sometimes I wish I could throw away my memories and pain away, so I can finally forget. Forget pain. Forget sorrow. Forget tears.
We all look
for love. We all have lost love. We all don’t believe in love anymore.
With this book I realized true love means surrendering. Setting free of “the
other” to find oneself. To love is to let go.
With one of the
greatest ever opening paragraphs in a book I have ever read this book in one
word is just beautiful.
“By the River
Piedra I sat down and wept. There is a legend that everything falls into the
waters of this river – leaves, insects, the feathers of bird – is transformed
into the rocks that make the riverbed. If only I could tear out my heart and
hurl it into the current, then my pain and longing would be over, and I could
finally forget.”
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