The Forty rules of Love

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It is a story of love and death. Happiness and sorrow. Compassion and pity. Friendship and foe. Peace and heartbreak. It is a fable of lives of Ella, Kerra, Sultan Walad, Aladdin, Kimya, Desert Rose; The Harlot, Suleiman; The Drunk, Baybors; The Warrior. All the lives of these characters chained with the story of Sun and Moon: Shams of Tabriz and Rumi… All stories are one. A story within a story.

This journey will take you from London to Amsterdam, Berlin and the streets of, paradise on earth-Istanbul. The main plot is constructed in 13th century-the era of Mongols and their battles. Muslims killing Muslims, Muslims killing Christians, Christian killing Muslims, and Christian killing Christian. All this killing just for the sake of power. But war has no concept in this books, not to say the conspiracy concept.

The unique part of this book, the part that made this book a classic book is, how 13th century changed the life of a single housewife living in 21st century. This reminds us that death is not the end but the worst part of death is to die without leaving a legacy behind. The bond and love of Shams and his companion, Rumi, changed the unconditional life of Ella, a wife and a mother of three children.

One of the things that fascinates me in this book is that, there is not one story teller like, the narrator is not a single character. Every character tells the story according to their own point of view of the same vantage point. Most people don’t like the idea of reading a book through several narrators, they like to read the whole story sticking to one mind-teller. But writing a book in this style is worth praising, I must say. And its kinda different. And I loved it.

The forty rules of Shams were so deep that they were hard to understand at first. You ever so slowly read each rule, each passage until it has a sweet and familiar taste on your lips and then the secrets will be revealed. And everything will start making sense. Every single thing.

The only thing I didn’t like was the intimate scene the author introduced of Shams. The image of Shams was going so good until that point. But other than that, the book was so good that this small part unconsciously fade away. The Sufi whirling was the breakthrough in this book, where Shams and Rumi introduced the concept of dervish dance. This concept will stay in this world forever. The poetry of Rumi, wrote from time to time, was breathtaking. There are some books, no matter how thorough you write, you just can’t write a proper or close to perfect review, it’s just so difficult, this is that kind of book.

“Let us choose one another as companions!
Let us sit at each other’s feet!
Inwardly we have many harmonies-think not
That we are only what we see.”

 

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