January 23, 2014
Le Petit Prince
The first time I read The Little Prince was about two to three years ago. I was young and stupid then. I still am today. But re-reading the book evokes new learnings that I probably haven’t seen or failed to breathe into life before. It’s sort of magical to rekindle with this piece of gem; few pages into the book and it gives off a sense of varying meaning when I first read it. Perhaps the reason it does is because of the experience I’ve had for the past three years. Let us see how much I’ve changed. Whether it’s a change for the better or otherwise, I do not know. But I hope it’s the former.