I read the book again .. for the nth time. And as each time, I was overwhelmed with what it could still teach me! How can someone write a book that is so unbearable powerful, so light and heavy, at the same time? Salutations to Bach!!

My discussion on the book with my friend, revealed something to me. Reading a book requires a silence. not just of place, but of mind. To be able to read like the author intended it. With a fresh, clear mind. To read without making an effort to make sense, without drawing analogies to society, politics or real life, without drawing parallels to your own life, is indeed, a very difficult art.