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The Pilot
ABOUT THE NOVEL
The Pilot is a spiritual novel. It tells the tale of Nare and the people in her life. It explores the mysteries between earthly life and heaven. Separated by distance, even death, from those they love, it reveals how people hold onto hope of reunion.
The Pilot is a spiritual novel. It tells the tale of Nare and the people in her life. It explores the mysteries between earthly life and heaven. Separated by distance, even death, from those they love, it reveals how people hold onto hope of reunion.
The Pilot
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Review
May 24, 2021
I just finished reading The Pilot. It was read in one breath. I like such novels. The writing was captivating.The characters were believable and I cared about them. The incidents of the story were wholly absorbing. It was brilliant. I highly recommend.
Review
May 24, 2021
I just finished reading The Pilot. It was read in one breath. I like such novels. The writing was captivating.The characters were believable and I cared about them. The incidents of the story were wholly absorbing. It was brilliant. I highly recommend.
The Pilot
From my novel.
After Lucine and her little daughter had left, Nare felt lonely though there were crowds of people around her. She was still looking for John's blue eyes. Her eyes were jumping to cling to the sky to recall the two blue bulbs on John's face. She knew John was away. She wouldn't have visited the airport if John hadn't departed.
''John may have already been at home for a week or so. Why am I at the airport?'' she kept on giving this question to herself.
Nare sometimes wondered if her relatives were looking for her. She didn't tell anybody that she was going to the airport to see her boyfriend off. She sometimes thought that she had been with John in her dream. She thought the airport was an image that was stuck in her eyes, which were closed during her sleep.
''Have I been sleeping all this time without waking up? Am I still in my long sleep?'' she continued to question herself. '' It could have been a mirage, couldn't it?''
She thought John and the people whom she had met at the airport were mirages or sirens, arriving and departing through the transparent air. The airplane which had brought John, took him away again. Suddenly Nare felt she was unable to keep her eyes open any more. She was so tired and sleepy. She walked to the waiting room, took a seat and fell asleep. Her sleep was peaceful, and her eyelids were soaked in the sweetest nectar.
''Mademoiselle!''
Nare heard a familiar voice. She turned back.
''Hello, Nare,'' said Pierre.
''Hello, Pierre,'' greeted Nare.
She recognized the man in a uniform.
''Ah, Pierre! I didn't expect to see you again,” she said. “I always thought the air would steal people to hide them forever.''
Pierre smiled sadly.
“Nare, the air hides only those who go to Heaven,” he said. “Even airplanes never meet God and angels though the airplanes travel through the highest roads of the sky. They both land and take off, because life goes on. The airplanes take people away, but they also bring them back. Never do angels find anyone in the world, even if they miss those whom they have left behind.''
After Lucine and her little daughter had left, Nare felt lonely though there were crowds of people around her. She was still looking for John's blue eyes. Her eyes were jumping to cling to the sky to recall the two blue bulbs on John's face. She knew John was away. She wouldn't have visited the airport if John hadn't departed.
''John may have already been at home for a week or so. Why am I at the airport?'' she kept on giving this question to herself.
Nare sometimes wondered if her relatives were looking for her. She didn't tell anybody that she was going to the airport to see her boyfriend off. She sometimes thought that she had been with John in her dream. She thought the airport was an image that was stuck in her eyes, which were closed during her sleep.
''Have I been sleeping all this time without waking up? Am I still in my long sleep?'' she continued to question herself. '' It could have been a mirage, couldn't it?''
She thought John and the people whom she had met at the airport were mirages or sirens, arriving and departing through the transparent air. The airplane which had brought John, took him away again. Suddenly Nare felt she was unable to keep her eyes open any more. She was so tired and sleepy. She walked to the waiting room, took a seat and fell asleep. Her sleep was peaceful, and her eyelids were soaked in the sweetest nectar.
''Mademoiselle!''
Nare heard a familiar voice. She turned back.
''Hello, Nare,'' said Pierre.
''Hello, Pierre,'' greeted Nare.
She recognized the man in a uniform.
''Ah, Pierre! I didn't expect to see you again,” she said. “I always thought the air would steal people to hide them forever.''
Pierre smiled sadly.
“Nare, the air hides only those who go to Heaven,” he said. “Even airplanes never meet God and angels though the airplanes travel through the highest roads of the sky. They both land and take off, because life goes on. The airplanes take people away, but they also bring them back. Never do angels find anyone in the world, even if they miss those whom they have left behind.''
The Pilot
FROM MY NOVEL. HOPE YOU ENJOY READING IT.
She noticed Nare looking at a silver toy plane with a remote control. Gohar suddenly found out how to make Nare smile.
''Nare, I know you like planes,” said Gohar. “You work hard in my toy shop. It's my pleasure to reward you with a gift. This toy plane is yours now.''
Gohar was a kind hearted woman. She was generous too. She had been poor and unhappy before she became successful. She loved people. Any suffering person reminded Gohar of her own self. Any supporting person reminded Gohar of those who helped her, when she was helpless and hopeless.
''Nare, this plane is just a toy,” said Gohar. “Let it be a symbol of your flight!''
''My flight?'' Nare exclaimed.
She suddenly recalled Pierre.
ASIN : B092P9NR4K
She noticed Nare looking at a silver toy plane with a remote control. Gohar suddenly found out how to make Nare smile.
''Nare, I know you like planes,” said Gohar. “You work hard in my toy shop. It's my pleasure to reward you with a gift. This toy plane is yours now.''
Gohar was a kind hearted woman. She was generous too. She had been poor and unhappy before she became successful. She loved people. Any suffering person reminded Gohar of her own self. Any supporting person reminded Gohar of those who helped her, when she was helpless and hopeless.
''Nare, this plane is just a toy,” said Gohar. “Let it be a symbol of your flight!''
''My flight?'' Nare exclaimed.
She suddenly recalled Pierre.
ASIN : B092P9NR4K
The Pilot
FROM MY NOVEL
She had not taken her uncle's advice and refused to sell her ring. Her uncle was no longer alive, but his words came into Nare's ears, ''Nare, sell your ring. You could spend the money on food and other necessary things.''
Nare heard her uncle's voice from her past. She looked at her ring again. The tiny diamond, that used to be a sad star, caught John's eyes with the light of his memories.
He stared at Nare and said, ''Ghost...ghost...ghost... again!''
His voice sounded like mad laughter. Nare got scared. She told John that she was not a ghost. She could not understand why John thought her to be a ghost. She began to put John's mental health in doubt, and a few drips of dew covered her eyelashes. John still failed to believe in his own eyes and ears, as he met a ghost many years ago. He had always felt Nare's presence in his solitude. He had begged his destiny to give him a chance to get rid of Nare's ghostly presence, which never stopped chasing him, and he had been unable to love anyone else to be happy. John thought that Nare had always buried his happiness by both her absence and ghostly presence.
Suddenly John said to Nare, ''What is true, existence or nonexistence, or both are true?''
Nare stepped even much closer to John and took his shady glasses out of his eyes.
''John, I love the blue sky of your eyes,” she said. “I spend most of my time in the sky.
She had not taken her uncle's advice and refused to sell her ring. Her uncle was no longer alive, but his words came into Nare's ears, ''Nare, sell your ring. You could spend the money on food and other necessary things.''
Nare heard her uncle's voice from her past. She looked at her ring again. The tiny diamond, that used to be a sad star, caught John's eyes with the light of his memories.
He stared at Nare and said, ''Ghost...ghost...ghost... again!''
His voice sounded like mad laughter. Nare got scared. She told John that she was not a ghost. She could not understand why John thought her to be a ghost. She began to put John's mental health in doubt, and a few drips of dew covered her eyelashes. John still failed to believe in his own eyes and ears, as he met a ghost many years ago. He had always felt Nare's presence in his solitude. He had begged his destiny to give him a chance to get rid of Nare's ghostly presence, which never stopped chasing him, and he had been unable to love anyone else to be happy. John thought that Nare had always buried his happiness by both her absence and ghostly presence.
Suddenly John said to Nare, ''What is true, existence or nonexistence, or both are true?''
Nare stepped even much closer to John and took his shady glasses out of his eyes.
''John, I love the blue sky of your eyes,” she said. “I spend most of my time in the sky.
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The Pilot is a spiritual romance. It was published on 15 April,2021.
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