Sunday, April 3, 2011

.. on the breath of god

A feather, that is.

Collected the book on a whim from the local library, and floated into a world of an entrant into the New World. An immigrant in the land of immigrants, yet individual as the newer one. Accepted on merit - isn't that what is expected in the promised land ?
As one searching for identity, she lives the eternal question - does the search lie in the future, in one's actions, or in the past, in one's heritage ?

It was good reading, if only for the fact that it is easy to empathise with the same question.