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Desert Woman!


In the book , The Alchemist , written by Paulo Coelho , there is a character of Desert Woman , who meets protagonist when he has come far in the land of desert. Her striking characteristic is her Patience & Forbearance which makes the hero win the treasure and return to her . Her patience was two edged – her virtue which will reward her true love and his conquest on which she had trust.

What it is like to wait for Something or Someone? Is it like what you listen in songs and reads in novels that Night seems so long and Tears do not stop ? Or real life Wait is of another nature? When do we wait?  When we are confident that it will happen or when our will or belief is strong. While we wish / hope / pray when our heart and will is weak .

 Sometimes it happens that you are waiting for something from a long time or with desperate wishes and suddenly you have entered into a comfort zone , this wait doesn’t seem that bad but it gives you some space and then you are actually no longer wanting that thing because if it comes  your present life will be changed – and change , most of us afraid. This is a negative side of the outcome of Patience that we have become comfortable  in the absence of that thing and we wish it never to end but still we want the tag  of Patience hang around our neck. Other side is more positive that you Wait and actually it is Wait  because you wish it would finish soon. The period of Waiting brings tranquility and poise. And you are in the touch of your very Soul. It’s a blessing in disguise . It will teach you the value of that thing/person and it will test the degree to which you need that thing/person in your life.

There are only two sides of something . In this case , either you wait Desperately or Patiently . In former situation , you are likely to be sad before getting the thing and even after getting the thing , because desperate mind arises expectations and possessive thoughts. In later , however you will be happy  both before and after you achieve that thing. But before getting that thing , happiness depends solely upon your attitude .

Desert Woman actually becomes for me  a sweet remembrance and a guiding star in the times of having Patience. I see her in my imagination standing under only tree of desert while her attire is dancing with the wind and her dry eyes are fixed on horizon , her lips then only utter three words – I am Waiting … I am Waiting … 

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