What our eyes don’t see, your heart doesn’t grieve over....???

Following is the extarct from the book m currently reading. I just loved this part of the book, and it kinda gives a lil hint of my current feelings, deep deep deep down inside my heart...

“in all languages in the world there is the same proverb “what our eyes don’t see, your heart doesn’t grieve over”. Well, I say there isn’t an ounce of truth in it. The further off they are, the closer to the heart are all those feelings we try to repress and forget. If we are in exile we tend to store away every tiny memory of our roots. If we are far away from a person we love, every person on street we pass by reminds us of them.

The gospels and all the sacred text in all religions, were written in exile, in search of God’s understanding, of the faith that moves whole peoples, of the pilgrimage of souls wandering the face of the Earth. Our ancestors did not know, as we do not know, what the divinity expects from your lives – and it is out of that doubt that books are written, pictures painted, because we do not want to forget who we are, not we can…."

It reminds me of the fact that “what eyes doesn’t see, heart does grieve over.” So its time to leave!!!