Paulo Coelho is a Pig!!!

I have just completed The Zahir and believe me, when I was going through the book, I developed this notion that Paulo is perhaps one of the best writers, this eon has ever produced. The Zahir, is about the story of love of a man and a woman, a husband and a wife!!

Their love takes its journey, through ups and downs, through crests and troughs and evolves into what we know as a feeling of pure bliss! From a thing uncommonly known as Zahir, their relation grows into one of understanding and trust, that was otherwise lacking in their married life.

Paulo, did undergo those occasional outbursts of reflxions from his daily life, that I guess any author is bound to be influenced by (and i do appreciate that he didn't stray much). I bet for any reader, u could identify urself with the protagonist at one point or the another given the fact that u have fallen in love. The situations are so well crafted and drafted that it's rather uncanny to pass it without a feeling of deja-vu.

But all the blunder happens in the end. I was hoping or rather deparate for a wonderful ending, but all the striving efforts to reach the end were reduced to bits, on the very last page. Esther (his wife) was staying in some lonely village in a central asian country, for the past 5 years. She had been in love with him all this time and backed out from his life just to reassess their relation. They both had had extra marital relations, previously and their relation stayed undeterred. Infact, when Esther, goes out of his life, he is cajoled into a relation by a actress named Marie, with whom not only he developed a physical bond but emotyional as well. Now when esther meets him in this village she declare that she's pregnant from a stranger that visted her, Paulo's protagonist's world shatters around him. I mean, in the end he had to accept his wife in the same way ( did he have a choice coming 5000 miles for her?) But why the dilemma? Why take extra marital affairs so casually, why bed people so casually and then refuse to except its results in such a harsh manner?

If his love had really evolved over 5 years into something so mature, then why the initial hesitation to accept the facts? I mean aren't we all supposed to accept our lovers the way they are? With their qualities and their flaws?

I guess, even though Paulo wrote so intrestingly and so well, in the end he's also a chauvinist, a pure male chauvinist, a pig, an asshole indeed. I say FUCK U Paulo!!!