Every Jan 1st brings so much hope and promise with it. This year was no exception. I crossed the border of 2009-2010 with " Eat, Pray Love" (Author Liz Gilbert). Reading the book was like chatting with a good friend for few days at a stretch. A time well spent in the otherwise boredom of a hourlong 'macet' in Jakarta roads (Macet in Bahasa Indonesia=Traffic Jam). I read it slowly, holding on to each page so that this friend would stay for few more extra days and chitchat with me about life etc.
Much have been said about the book and a layman reader like me dare comment or write a review on such a bestseller, loved my many, criticized by some. To me, this book was not life changing or eye opening in any melodramatic way. The book simply gave me; a deeper contact with myself (technically called the inner voice) and I discovered how lost that tiny voice felt, unheard, unloved, drowned by years of living a languid life.
The relentless messages my heart and head sent me was ignored far too long, like unknown smss on my cellphone or silly status updates on my facebook ( 'whats on your mind'). My cellphone and facebook are loaded and overloaded with names of known and unknown people. People who send messages and tells me whats on their mind every minute of my busy day. My own messages to myself find it difficult to reach me now. It possibly gets a monotonous "busy on other call" tone when it dials my number.
Gilbert's book came as a reminder to me. Reminded me get in touch with myself and listen to my so called inner voice. And this year I finally found the time and need to reenter the contact number and name of my tiny inner voice into my mental phonebook and friendlist.
2010 and beyond is dedicated to my inner voice and for loving myself. Thank you Liz.
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