Surrender yourself to dance...or silence

My apologies to Soud for taking so long. It took me a while to finish this book because I've been busy with school. Studying literature equals a big amount of reading. The book is captivating. As a big fan of Coelho's work, you'd think I picked the book because of the author, but that wasn't the case. In the summer holidays, walking down Hamra St. in Lebanon, I spot a bookstore. I walk in, and the sphere of red tangled hair against the midnight blue background caught my eye. I bought the book along with Reading Lolita in Tehran, and my bag switched itself with the bag of the person in front of me. So, I had to go without the books for a couple of days. By then, I had developed a strange reading obsession and started The Devil and Miss Prym followed by Persepolis, Persepolis 2, and The Alchemist. When I came back here, friends lent me books which I like to return asap. I was afraid that the book would be a disappointment after that prolonged desire to read it and after reading so many good books constantly without scratching my head before it. It was lying around on my bedroom floor, and I started. Every time I finish a book, I feel like everyone should read it. After a while, that feeling usually dies out with normal books but lingers with good books. I'm sure it'll linger for this one. Preview! Anybody? No?!