paula - isabel allende

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i just woken up from a dream, i'm not sure what it was, whether it was surreal or real. i fallen asleep not long after finishing the book and somehow things just relates from there. i guess i always feel that way after having the effect of magic surrealism but no, not this one this is something real happening. this book is a memoar for allende's daughter, paula. it represent the inner-most feeling of her in this piece of writing. i like this ending paragraph (sorry to spoil it, but i can't help it):



I am the void, I am everything that exists, I am in every leaf of the forest, in every drop of the dew, in every particle of ash carried by the stream, I am Paula and I am also Isabel, I am nothing and all other things in this life and other lives, immortal.

Godspeed, Paula, woman.

Welcome, Paula, spirit.



i've been reading some of allende's work, and i guess i wouldn't stop going untill i finish all the copies in the school library collections. this one explain all her background of works and how her life end to the point where she's now. i don't really know if she write more books after paula. she might not, she might have.



some interesting knowledge that i gain from this book. about chile coup et tat by pinoche, which no different with things that happen in my country. i also found out how did pablo neruda died (ill) and how things were when he was dying. what was his last words and how his house was totally trash by the army not long after his dead. all of this told under allende's bias. allende is one of the niece of salvador allende, the presidential elected that was taken down by the coup (literary but in fact he fought till his last blood until he blew his own head off on the military raid his presedential house).