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The monk who sold his Ferrari - book review

The last book I had read was “Rich Dad Poor Dad” (see post on Mar 18th below). Absolutely impressed and influenced by Rich Dad, I doubted how much of a monk I could be to read this book with devotion. From some of the online reviews and the catchy name I felt it was about giving up everything materialistic to attain divine peace. “Selling a Ferrari!. He would be some monk(ey) to sell his ferrari!”, I mused. But now I am done reading with the book and I seem to have enjoyed it. In the book, the author Robin Sharma narrates the story of a lawyer-turned-monk, Jullian Mantle, who suddenly realizes where life is taking him, decides to take action and embarks on an odyssey to northern India to acquire wisdom from the learned Sages of Sivana. A changed man, Jullian Mantle comes back to his old friend(and old world) with a mission to spread the wisdom to everyone. Jullian explains the sages’ techniques of mind-control, the Japanese technique of kaizen, self-discipline, time management and wil...

Mind over matter

Yippee. It’s my ‘happy birthday’. No, I’m not turning 5 hoping dad would get me a new tricycle, nor am I turning 16, wondering what my boyfriend will gift me. I am turning… well that’s not really the point. But every year I have the same feeling – a feeling that this day is in some way special – a day that’s mine – mine only. Is it ok to be excited on your birthday when you have a two year old daughter whose birthday is coming up? Well, why not. Didn’t Mark Twain say – “Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don’t mind, it doesn’t matter!” So here I am, enjoying my birthday, like I have always –reminiscing old birthdays(ohh… those college birthdays were the best!), replying to email wishes, talking to friends who remembered to call and making a list of those who forgot(they surely will get a earful) . It's been a great day , it's going to be a wonderful evening with my dear ones and it’s going to be really sad when this day ends. Dear birthday, I am going to miss you. C...