In a second, Eduard remembered everything that had happened the previous night. There was a woman lying curled in his arms.
‘She… she’s dead.’
But the woman moved and opened her eyes.
‘What’s going on?’ asked Veronika.
‘Nothing,’ said Eduard, helping her to her feet. ‘Or rather, a miracle happened: another day of life.’
I finally finished this amazing novel of Paulo’s Coelho. I personally think that this one is his best ever. It kept me hooked till the ending. It gave me a new perspective on who we call *Mad* people. It made me more interesting in psychology, and it gave me a better insight on how important our brains are, and how a simple distortion in our brain chemicals would affect a great deal of our life.
When I reached to the above versus. I was expecting Veronika to be dead. When she opened her eyes. I was glad that she was granted another day of life. I was reading this page in the early morning, yesterday in bed. When I reached the line of a miracle, another day of life. I opened my eyes and took a deep breath. I looked at the window, and suddenly, a the dimmed clouded weather turned brighter. A light just filled the room for seconds. It reminded me that I am granted a miracle as well. Another day of life gift…