The Alchemist is like some realities of life that keep resurfacing to remind us of our quintessential selves. The process, the ferment that human soul undergoes while struggling for something is a reward in itself. More often than not, the treasure trove of secrets, new findings and change is inside the human heart. Where is the basic fountain of human heart, love, gone? In my part of the world, love is seldom celebrated.

Source: Pakistan Today March 02, 2020 18:11 UTC