Do not imagine, dear reader, that the novel of this article is readable, near or far. Its pages exceed four thousand written in seven volumes with a total of a million and a half words and about two thousand characters, between a main and pivotal character or secondary. It is a result of a dialogue with the mind, retrieving memories and childhood evenings, both miserable and blessed at the same time. By exercising the process of continuous confession, he produced for the entire world an astonishing novel that answers the question "Who am I?"

The novel appeared in several parts, beginning with the first part which the author called "Swann's Way". He published it at his own expense after the publishers refused to take the initiative in acknowledging the importance of the novel. It suffices to say that Andre Gide, who was chairing the reading committee for the well-known publishing house "Gallimard" at the time, recommended not to publish it for its complexity and its difficulty for the average reader.

Interestingly, the author Andre Gide came back and apologized with deep regret for his previous statement, and offered a clear apology to the author, saying "the meaning of Marcel Proust's novel is not self-evident, it is subjective according to each individual's taste. The author pushes you from the start to question, and not just the obvious or unavoidable questions." The novel is a series of inquiries and questions that the human mind has never been spared since its childhood, with its obvious questions that seem naive, to the questions that are hard to answer, and finally to the questions that we fear to answer.

In "In Search of Lost Time", Proust tries to remember his childhood days with his mother, when she used to refuse to come up to his room to kiss him goodnight. He wanted to retrieve the past days from the abyss of oblivion and bring them back to the present again. Childhood days, for Proust, are everlasting days that must not be forgotten, and if that happens over time, these moments must be captured and documented, because each thread is like a long chain of events and situations that explain and indicate the personality of a person whose early stages were formed during this forgotten period.

Similarly, have you tried, dear reader, to revisit the places or scenes of your childhood that you experienced? For example, to go to the school where you grew up, or the home where you were raised, you will see without the slightest resistance from you a deep memory tape that takes you back to events that you can erase forgetting them every time you contemplate the place or time you experienced.

This forgotten ecstasy is renewed inside you whenever you try to remember it and will bring your memories back to sayings, actions, and scenes that you never imagined were coming from you, to confirm and answer the eternal question: who am I?

The writer Jean Cocteau looks at the fireplace where the papers of In Search of Lost Time accumulated to mourn its owner, saying "he was ahead of his time, unfortunately, and we did not know his place and worth during his life, just as it was with the writer Stendhal".

Marcel Proust excels in drawing the characters of the novel because they are derived from reality with people he lived with and knew completely. Every time they try to project the fictional characters onto actual characters that lived with him, it would bother him because he preferred these characters to be in their original place in the novel despite being characters he lived with. And if this indicates anything, it suggests that inside each of us is our own novel about our private world, and it may or may not be publishable, and this, dear reader, is up to you.