The Zahir

I had a conversation this afternoon with a good friend regarding another friend of ours. I realised that love is a powerful thing and a good enough reason to transform a person. In reality, we let our life revolve around an object or a person, the Zahir as Paulo Coelho puts it.

The centre of a person's life can be of anything or anyone. One live their life devoting themselves wholly to their Zahir. It amazes me how powerful the Zahir can be. That it can transform a person completely in order for them to devote themselves to it. Driven by love (or obsession?) one are willing to give up everything just for their Zahir, the nucleus of their life.

On the contrary, isn't it scary to devote our life to something mortal (unless one is completely devoted to God) What happens when it is gone? One can either choose to move on or continue on living in such state of devotion with the same Zahir. A little percentage choose the latter one. Makes me wonder if is it still worth living for?

What if it was never it potrayed itself to be.........