Daniel Ilyas 

SUMMARY: THE ARROW OF A SHATTERED HEART

 

This book is a complication of work that is written to tell the story how I moved back from my dreamland, Australia to old house Japan. The pain and stress I had confronted was immense. Further more, this book is a collection of some of the most memorable events of my life in Australia. This book is also written for the curious plus fascinating people I met in Australia, who wanted to know more about me, however weren't able to. 

When you cry it is how your heart speaks, when your tongue isn't able to explain how you feel. When writing of such nature, I try to write the pain I have experienced, not with my mind but with my heart. 

I also greatly thank God, next, those few people who encouraged me to write. Which includes my parents, and some teachers along trusted friends back in Australia. All of the pieces somehow fit together at the end of the day and I wouldn’t be who or where I am without the encouragement of these people.

I have written a lot about myself, some things are really personal. I honestly do that so you believe that anyone can write about their pain and their suffering no matter what they are. Plus writing in such art alliveates such unhappy feelings. Sometimes writing is the way to your dreams, such as this book is to me. Also I do that so you relate your life with this book and learn how life can be difficult in such a way you might have never thought of. Reading always broadens you mind. Especially when reading material by different people from different regions, experiences and religons. Reading creates a creative mind for writing material which actually makes you a real author.

Nevertheless knowing that the world knows how I felt makes me feel relieved at some point. In the beginning I thought nobody could ever understand how hurt I actually was, however I now think I might be wrong. But, it was later I recogonized, pain were those wings which inspire me to write.

When you are around something for long and you start loving it, it become a part of you. And when you have to leave it, no matter how much you resisted, you leave a part of you died.

There was nothing much special about Australia itself. It's still a part of this world after all. The social circle I fitted myself into was the thing which made Australia what it was to me. The love I had developed, held great roots and leaving ment to pull this tree out. The thing I miss most are some friends, particularly in Epping (a town in AU).The story of how I left Australia has an endless pain.

That's because the pain is still present in me. However, later I felt it the hard way. Life still went on, despite how the intense the world was for me. That is the challenge of the 'PUZZLE QUESTION'

 

THE PUZZLE QUESTION

If you’ve never realized how fast time flies, it's probably time for you to know. Time has a great connection with our lives.

Life, I imagine it as a mysterious puzzle. Every person has his or her own puzzle to solve. The time to solve this puzzle is limited and different for everyone.

Whenever you do something, either it being interesting or boring, time is constantly watching you. I felt the same at many points in my life.

Thinking about time brings a chilly wind to my spine. After my experience in Australia, I realized it's not death to fear, it's time to fear. Blink your eyes infront of mirror. The next moment, you know years have passed, as you flashback yourself. Time is the most brutal and efficient watcher. I imagine time as an old man, who sits in the middle of two roads. He sits and watches. Just like they say, old men have a lot of wisdom to be shared, similarly time, it sits somewhere and knows history as his right hand. Time has also seen my story.