Friday, February 06, 2009

I had to write this one…

The urge came as natural and strong as the urge to urinate ten times a day.


Post Khalid Hosseini’s writing, the book that has touched me is Brida, for reasons that completely differ from the ones behind my appreciation of The Kite Runner and A Thousand Splendid Sons.

Brida, Brida, the name itself is so open-ended as the book when the Magus has to move on realising that meeting his soulmate marks the end of one stage of his life. Magus is the sole means, by which Brida can fulfil her journey; she, the end, towards which he wanders in loneliness. Until they find each other, their larger mission of planting God’s garden (of love) remains incomplete.

“But how will I know who my soulmate is?” “By taking risks, by risking failure, disappointment and disillusion.” Brida learns to conquer her fears and doubts when she spends the ‘Dark Night’ in the forest all alone realising that ‘every moment in life is an act of faith’. If it were not so, many of us would continue living our lives for the sake of living. We all have our share of disappointments and disillusions but it is inevitable that we move ahead with love and faith in our hearts.

Knowing your soulmate makes you stretch and open up your boundaries that fill your body with boundless energy. It makes you realise that you are capable of loving and being loved. A love so pure, forgiving and nostalgic. That’s the kind of love soulmates have between them.


‘Magus could give himself to her now without fear, because she was his soulmate.

He needed her as much as she needed him.’


In order to know what her Gift is, Brida has to travel to her previous life. As she moves closer to death she is jealous of Lorens meeting other women and loving them. ‘But he will never love anyone as he has loved you, because you are a part of him for ever,’ said the Voices. Each moment they have spent together, each meal that they have had, each conversation and touch they have shared, will always belong to the two. She can never lose him because they are one.

As I hear ‘Noor’ from Delhi 6, I feel the omniscient force.

‘Jhank khudme woh na tujhse door hai’

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