Mukesh Patel
The Broken Wings -

Re-read 1: I’ve never read anything that encapsulates unyielding devotion and love the way so perfectly. I misunderstood the core concept of it on my first read, it’s not about heartbreak, it’s about sacrifice. How much you would sacrifice for one you love, and is the love worth the agony?

Favourite passage from this read:

Love will be my mentor in youth, my aid in middle age, and my joy in old age


It’s Love, refined by fire, restraining me from accompanying you to distant lands. Love extinguishes my desires so you may live freely and nobly. Constrained love seeks to possess the beloved; boundless love seeks only itself. Love born in the heavens’ embrace, descended with night’s secrets, seeks nothing but Eternity and immortality. It bows to nothing but divinity.


Original read: Beautiful, moving and debilitating. I seldom feel that authors convey heartbreak in all of its visceral, irrational and throat-catching emptiness but Gibran executes this incredibly and left me broken by the end. His prose can speak for himself;


Raise your head and let me look at you, my beloved; open your lips and let me hear your voice. Speak to me! Will you remember me after this tempest has sunk the ship of our love? Will you hear the whispering of my wings in the silence of the night? Will you hear my spirit fluttering over you? Will you listen to my sighs? Will you see my shadow approach with the shadows of dusk and disappear with the flush of dawn? Tell me, my beloved, what will you be after having been magic ray to my eyes, sweet song to my ears, and wings to my soul? What will you be?“

Learing these words, my heart melted, and I answered her, “ I will be as you want me to be, my beloved.”