Let's Put Down the Newspaper and Pick Up This Quran.

Arty, classy bookmarks charmed me when I was younger as reading has always been my yoga. Today, I’m too carried away in the currents of everyday doings that the bookmark patience has been replaced by a hasten fold of the corner of the novel’s page. You never have to worry about it slipping down either!

 The folds currently have taken shelter in the three books that I am occupied with recently. THE WORLD IS FLAT by Thomas L. Freidman, THE LEADER WHO HAD NO TITLE by Robin Sharma and THE 8^TH HABIT by Stephen Covey. All are utterly stupendous.

Just holding the “The Leader Who Had No Title” in my left hand feels like I hold Gandhi’s walking stick. An immeasurable amount of inspiration and stimulus rest in the Grand Canyon of such a book. I don’t generally buy in such motivational reads as I always thought of them as impracticable, phony and not relating to the crowds and for the Fortune 500 corporations that use them as tools to make their green bills even greener.

There are periods in life when one is dropped down dead with frustration, anger, failures and exhaustion. No songs or walks by the lake, no delightful foods or tours, no sleep or diversions are able to give that glucose to our sinking bodies in that hell of a quicksand. I’ve been through it so I know.

This book is no magic. A realistic, straightforward and almost obvious exposition to the mess we make of our lives, of where we belong and where we are, and of that zeal that needs fueling, are all what this book is about. It ignites the sparkplug of our mundane and converts in to a miracle. A miracle that is believable. Its not easy walking out of a mud pile but the footsteps eventually tidy themselves up and the road, both walked and to be walked on becomes clean.

So wherever you are in life. Whether sipping champagne in a $10,000 a night hotel or cleaning the streets, read this and your life will renovate.

And if it doesn’t, contact Robin Sharma. I’ll be busy.