After all, Eat Pray Love isn't a crappy love story book. It's already been made into a film (which I've taken a glance at and was disappointed at how little meaning it can convey as opposed to the book).
I didn't really like the first part about eating a lot in Italy. But the later two parts about praying in India and falling in love in Indonesia kept me from dropping the book (and made me have a sleepless night once).
There's one particular thing I can concur with Liz. She believes in God, but not in Christian God, nor in Hindu God, nor in Islamic God, but just God in general as some divine being that gives her strengths. That's exactly how I have been feeling in the last year. I know Buddha is not God or anything, and if anything, He's already very really dead. But still I feel from time to time that there exists a God who I can speak to and who sometimes answer to me. When I said God, I wasn't particularly referring the Christian God or anything; I was only thinking of someone (or is it even someone? could have been something) divine who I can feel.
The funniest chapter in the book was Chapter 100. Lots of talk on Banana and what not. =D
It was so funnily written I couldn't help laughing all along.
In the end, I was glad Liz finally found peace and love and the balance of them all.
I hope I will have time to read the sequel: Committed. =]
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