Epilogue, By The River Piedra I Sat Down And Wept

By The River Piedra I Sat Down And Wept

                                   (Novel Written By paulo coelho)

A novel that inspires me a lot, love is never discovered it is always built by making moments of love kindness and affection that heal all sorts of wounds and which gives birth to the faith in the hearts and the shadows of joys, which treats a humiliated soul threatened by the world. A human that is somehow a sculpt, to that love frees from the darkness inside the heart-Darkness, which is just a consideration to be known as our fears. Love gives a divine spark to think of this darkness as a deep well of miracles in which God dwells.

A love relationship is so sacred. It can give you the euphoria at its peak, or an agony at its peak. But it will purify the soul from all the fears given by the devil. Love cures us by teaching us and by examining us with different sorrowful paths to look inside our souls and illuminate it to see the clearer image of miracles by God. A relationship is as pure as the 'river' the water flows passing the stones in its direction but the flowing won’t stop. If it stops the river will be impure. Love is a blessing by God to cure tortured and suffered souls. Those relationships are being blessed by the angels above in the heavens.

The universe unites in order to accomplish the goals made by a bride and groom. A couple that reminds us of the Adam & Eve. Love sets us free from all the blues. So how can mother Mary and Jesus Christ forbid a saint to marry a woman? A virgin is a pure soul by building love inside the hearts that is how love is a blessing by God. Mohammad (S.A.W) said that matrimony is the half of your faith (Emaan). How a 'Sufi' or a 'Saint' can find God without having half of the faith, or without love? It provokes me to think more about this novel and that gives me a curiosity to understand Christianity and to aware the Christians about their own religion.

Before her tears dropped in the river Piedra, I was fully aware her isolation. May be Piedra was a sacred place because as she wept he came back again.

When a mighty drop of plea blends in a mighty river. God shows one of his miracles.

 By Sarah Bhurgari: 

Hyderabad, Pakistan