Selling of the Ferrari :

Views on The Monk Who Sold his Ferrari by Robin S Sharma

An Almanac of Life ; thats how you can sum up this marvel from the pen Robin S Sharma , Renowned and world respected author and management guru. This book simple tells you give up all chains to regain your inner flame with such simplicity and grace that you actually starts to believe you can do it.

The best thing about this book is that it is not a book at all . its a guide rather , a guide to living a better life altogether . Of course it takes old and beaten road of self contemplation to achieve the state of self contempt. Its a wonderful book to read captivating story line and an unique method of teaching something of such simplistic complexity in a down right simple way , just as a conversation between two well-formed character rather than preaching it right out.

This book is a motivator and inspiring read ,a must read rather and a must read.

this book basically revolves around a highly placed lawyer who gives up all on his utter demise of self and returns with such vitality that the past seems like his old age. He suddenly realizes his promise to spread the secret of his transformation .He sees that his friend is in the same grave danger that he has lived to tell the tale and he decides that that is the right person is he who is his friend. the rest is the just the soul of this work.

this book is complete with lot of practical methods , tips and it even comes with a very handy and funny memory map , so fabulous that one cannot forget it even if u wanted to.

but on the darker side of the bright work ,the author seemed to be in a hurry, not much but yes yet. details seems to be scanty, may be he wishes as to explore the realm of the unexperienced ,but that is not what everyone would want but still this one is " time spend worthy  " books,

go on and give it a try , you would not regret it ,thats for sure.

have a nice day

Catching up Living........................

Its a fast world ,very fast ,new things , new technology that shrinks and the market sees more new things that more new babies that are born ,every day  many new things,expensive and cheap , good and bad ,genuine and forged. and the poor customers are tormented with a new weapon called choice.

Once upon a time there existed days when, a suit meant a suit ,but now a suit means u apparently end up in a million Sq.Ft showroom lurking around wardrobe to buy a thing , and at the end of day ,if your pockets deep you will end up with a lot of suits of which 99% you wont ever use, and if you are on a  budget you buy one of the many you like ,not happy of the one you bought but haunted by the many you could not.

We try desperately to live up to the world, impressing it in a way we seems to believe is right, catching up with the pace,some manage others lag and fall behind and roll in the despair with lost solace  . The pace simply keeps getting faster and more fall behind in this fruitless race ,very vague is the reason for such a race, its just a dire desire to show that one is no less than his par.

Many race the race that are hardly theirs to race, its acceptable for celebrities and people who need an attire can have it and those who like it and can afford it ,its well and good after all Haute couture is art and designers artists, art has value above material . but what i wont understand is why unassuming people who can barely afford it plague behind things that are hardly useful for them at all. A race that is hardly theirs.

I am a person who enjoys ,shopping and i do believe that knowing what you want is the very fundamental thing about efficient and effective shopping , buy want you want ,enjoy all  that is kept in store. Its fun surfing through material and enjoying the feel of plastic. but using plastic is something that i am careful about . Spent when you need to not when u want to.

This is a strange race to catch up with volatile trends , it has its share of lure and pull , never stay away be in the race but ,this race you need not win.

good day

In the Land of no Rulez.....

" Rules are meant to be broken "

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An ancient phrase that has more dedicated followers than any religion in this world. it never does run out of fashion does it ? people come out with innovative ways to deal with innovative rules .

But now i am particularly concerned with a certain fatal kind of rule breaking called traffic rules. and this we simply enjoy breaking don't we ? in fact we break it so often than we no longer know whether such rules do exist . we have got so accustomed to breaking traffic rules that we can no longer make ourselves obey it , even if we want to.

Lets take just the simplest of all simple rules, Crossing a road,we do know we have to cross the road using a zebra crossing , and actually everyone does know that the stripes of white across a road is actually the path to cross the road through even if we dont know its called a 'Zebra crossing '. strange enough people just hate touching it as if its a taboo. here you can cross anywhere you want except at a zebra crossing ,its a never do.

Its troubling ,Very troubling actually that everyday you have to hear of at least one fatal accident along with the morning breakfast. its like medicine one each day, sorry the pathetic that perishes in this reckless carnage of the self, slippery roads and an unconscious mind hungry for some adrenaline,its something like gun powder and fire combination ,An Explosive recipe for death. Blame not anyone ,but the drivers and the poor dead for their death ,Now a days  it doesn't even make the layman's eye wink ,accustomed they have became to this new habit ! Sadly ,But True.

I wonder whether it is the false self respect that causes drivers to flirt with the wheel and end up wrecked ! We do think that obeying rules is a very very bad thing to do in such a society as ours ,dont we ?, and this mindless attitude is eating up life faster than worst possible famine. More invite death and more and granted the wish.

Nothing will stop this but an healthy does of enlightening in this regard, the success and failure of this awreness shall decide how many more hapless life shall perish in our roads.Talking of roads its hopeless ,it will take just another post so let's save it for later.have a good day

When it rained

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Its was not so long ago that we knew the heartbeat of the monsoon. it came ,we knew it will come , we knew it will rain and it does .Surely it was not far away that the sweet aroma of the dry earth intoxicated me and soaked the soil as it drizzled on .and i do remember the voice of the rain its stories and the coldness of its shower.


It was the first day at school and rain did welcome as it always did we soaked we played and we enjoyed the music of the rain.It threatened as with anger and shooed as with light ,yet we stayed on and enjoyed it,.The times ,i remember watching the brilliant spectacle of light that opened upon the dark night sky. the dazzling electrifying patters of light that was something far away for my room's little terrace yet was something closer for my little heart.


Now ,the patterns are all lost ,it comes and it goes as if it no longer cares ,its anger that it shows, not elegance of the grand show. i still enjoy the drizzle the shower and  down pour yet something is missing ,the rhythm of the song is lost for now but it cant be lost for ever can it be no i don't think so its the beauty of earth it always shall and can put on a memorable show.

May be it no longer rains beautifully because they do not enjoy it ,after all the pleasure of an artist is the pleasure of the audience . now they are too busy for the 'small' big things in life . i wonder what i will remember in my death ,the day i enjoyed life or the day i got screwed for being late to death.after happiness is a choice and i think everyone should chose it wisely. it will come back if you long for it. happiness and pleasure will be yours if you want it to be ,but still you should search for it in the small things in life .



The way it rains is the art of nature but a lost art for now,I do miss the days when it really rained.outside and inside .





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In the days of the Weddings

Weddings ! weddings are  great , The communion , The bliss , The one event in life no matter how many times you have it its still very different and no matter what ! you will remember it.  These actually a very happy occasion when a new person becomes a part of you for ever and you celebrate it in the way the occasion demands, With champagne and toasts and rings and kisses and lots of friends to stand by you in that one one moment in life where you made the most beautiful "mistake of your life".


We do go for a lot of weddings these days don't we ?

Actually i myself has gone to a fair share of my weddings too. Grand and spell bounding are those all those people all the glitter the pomp and the show the beautiful bride the handsome groom and the wonderfully splendid ceremony..

Yet these days hardly are their any marriages just weddings no bonds no strings attached they are marrying because they have to not because they want to.they do marry for everything except for love , the one thing that should be the one thing.

Actually one jewelery franchise has gone to extend of asking one to get married just for the wedding jewelery.
I dont blame them they just did what they have to do to get their commodity sold in this ridiculously stupid market that bites whatever is thrown with a smile.but it asks the Great question , Whether anybody marries at all ,In India we are used to it people see romance as a sin but not that much these days , yet they have a hard time coming out of the old ways,.

All those gold and all those money spend on nothing nowadays a wedding do cost a fortune .Waste of money i call it ,atleast it could have been justified if the couples actually wanted to be couples at all....

Alas these are surely the days of the weddings not marriages. hope it changes because its good to hope of a day when one marries for the love and just nothing more at all.............