Eat Pray Love

The book touched me completely, but cannot say the same for the movie. The book I felt was more on living life being just yourself. The pressures of living a life are same on a woman, irrespective of wherever she lives. It could be Mumbai, Karachi or New York.

So when a modern working independent woman from New York says that she is not happy in her married life, what would she talking about exactly??

Well she would be talking about living a life of her own, of her dreams, of her likes, of her house, of her colour of the walls in house.

Many a times dreams and desires of the woman are taken for granted, she is expected to find happiness in the happiness of her loved ones. Her husband, her kids, her in-laws anybody.

There is no room for any thing PERSONAL for a woman once she gets married. Everything is a sacrifice. So when the author decides to end her marriage and start off living a year of her life just for herself, many a eyebrows are raised.

But she cares for none, and starts off to a eating sojourn at Italy. A guilt free eating mania at Naples, Sicily and Rome.

Then she packs her bag to India, where again she indulges in hogging the mind with the spiritualities in an ashram.

Then she sets of too Indonesia with no specific indulgence except to meet a palmist, to whom she owed making her realise the soul path of her life.

Though the travelling in beautiful Bali made her bump into the perfect man, she was all her life searching for. She was reluctant in the beginning to lose herself to him, but slowly she gave in to him.

The entire journey written in 108 pages of the book are really a sensitive read. The three parts of her World tour are divided equally into 36 chapters each.

But the sad part is watching the feature film based on the book. It turned out to be an unneccesary romance pitched in every part of the movie.
Also many important events were deleted from the book. To me it seemed, that the director did not really have a good story in hand, so picked and lifted parts from the book.

Indeed a waste of writer's creativity and a waste of my time and money.