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<h6>Author</h6> | ||
<h1>Paulo Coelho</h1> | ||
<h6>Brazilian lyricist</h6> | ||
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At other times, mysterious, hooded men would appear; they | ||
were Bedouins who did surveillance along the caravan route. They | ||
provided warnings about thieves and barbarian tribes. They came | ||
in silence and departed the same way, dressed in black garments | ||
that showed only their eyes. One night, a camel driver came to the | ||
fire where the Englishman and the boy were sitting. “There are | ||
rumors of tribal wars,” he told them. | ||
The three fell silent. The boy noted that there was a sense of fear | ||
in the air, even though no one said anything. Once again he was | ||
experiencing the language without words…the universal language. | ||
The Englishman asked if they were in danger. | ||
“Once you get into the desert, there’s no going back,” said the | ||
camel driver. “And, when you can’t go back, you have to worry only | ||
about the best way of moving forward. The rest is up to Allah, | ||
including the danger.” | ||
And he concluded by saying the mysterious word: “Maktub.” | ||
“You should pay more attention to the caravan,” the boy said to | ||
the Englishman, after the camel driver had left. “We make a lot of | ||
detours, but we’re always heading for the same destination.” | ||
“And you ought to read more about the world,” answered the | ||
Englishman. “Books are like caravans in that respect.” | ||
The immense collection of people and animals began to travel | ||
faster. The days had always been silent, but now, even the nights— | ||
when the travelers were accustomed to talking around the fires— | ||
had also become quiet. And, one day, the leader of the caravan made | ||
the decision that the fires should no longer be lighted, so as not to | ||
attract attention to the caravan. | ||
The travelers adopted the practice of arranging the animals in a | ||
circle at night, sleeping together in the center as protection against | ||
the nocturnal cold. And the leader posted armed sentinels at the | ||
fringes of the group. | ||
The Englishman was unable to sleep one night. He called to the | ||
boy, and they took a walk along the dunes surrounding the | ||
encampment. There was a full moon, and the boy told the | ||
Englishman the story of his life. | ||
The Englishman was fascinated with the part about the progress | ||
achieved at the crystal shop after the boy began working there. | ||
“That’s the principle that governs all things,” he said. “In | ||
alchemy, it’s called the Soul of the World. When you want something | ||
with all your heart, that’s when you are closest to the Soul of the | ||
World. It’s always a positive force.” | ||
He also said that this was not just a human gift, that everything | ||
on the face of the earth had a soul, whether mineral, vegetable, or | ||
animal—or even just a simple thought. | ||
“Everything on earth is being continuously transformed, because | ||
the earth is alive…and it has a soul. We are part of that soul, so we | ||
rarely recognize that it is working for us. But in the crystal shop you | ||
probably realized that even the glasses were collaborating in your | ||
success.” | ||
The boy thought about that for a while as he looked at the moon | ||
and the bleached sands. “I have watched the caravan as it crossed | ||
the desert,” he said. “The caravan and the desert speak the same | ||
language, and it’s for that reason that the desert allows the crossing. | ||
It’s going to test the caravan’s every step to see if it’s in time, and, if | ||
it is, we will make it to the oasis.” | ||
“If either of us had joined this caravan based only on personal | ||
courage, but without understanding that language, this journey | ||
would have been much more difficult.” | ||
They stood there looking at the moon. | ||
“That’s the magic of omens,” said the boy. “I’ve seen how the | ||
guides read the signs of the desert, and how the soul of the caravan | ||
speaks to the soul of the desert.” | ||
The Englishman said, “I’d better pay more attention to the | ||
caravan.” | ||
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