The Monk Who Fucked Our Brains........

Years ago someone showed me this book "Monk who sold his Ferrari", written by some bald guy with a funny name; Pigeon Sharma or something like that. The only thing that caught my eye was the authors exceptionally shiny bald head. He had probably put make-up on it actually.....but that's irrelevant. Anyway, I was told that this book was brilliant and the best of the best. I personally disliked the guy who was recommending it, I strongly believed he was gay and kept a safe distance at all times. But may be I was all wrong and the fact that he was in ECE could have forced me to believe he was gay.

Anyway, I felt bad because everyone in the bus was ignoring him(oh! this happened in a bus BTW), so I take a look at the book. On the back cover the author wrote this, "My whole life is about teaching people Exceptionalism". I cant recollect the exact phrase but the word Exceptionalililism was there and it made me puke. I gave the book back and stuck my nose out of the bus window to catch a breath of fresh air. And with my head poking out of the window like a dog, I asked myself what on gods earth Exceptionalililism was. I was told later by someone that the booked talked about Leadership development among looser's.

Later, I found another book called, "10 habits of highly successful people" in the college library. I didn't care to look into it but wondered who would actually read such crap. What interest is it to anyone if a successful person smoked or sang while taking a shit, or which finger he used to poke his nose. How is it worth immortalising these things in printed form? I don't know. I am mentioning all this because these memories came back to me when I read the least two posts by Sravan( who likes calling himself anonymous Package these days) about "Packages".

I wont talk about people and their behavioural traits. But what has happened of late is that people have become completely mad. Yes and there is no hope for humanity's future. Its gone...all gone. People have lost discretion. Off all the madness that's prevalent and obviously visible to us on a daily basis, what's frustrating me these days is their weird fascination to find something called their "Inner Self". I don't know how it all started, so I look around to find the source of this madness. And guess where I end up? Yes the Baldie. The huge success of his book has created a big demand and supply of similar books. And thanks to blogs, these enlightened SOUL SEARCHING SORT have attacked the world through the internet.

The most ridiculous thing about all this madness is, why should you share about your self searching adventures with the rest of the world. WHY? Understanding your inner self is a personal thing. As personal as a masturbation session. Why the FUCK would you pull everyone into it? For encouragement perhaps. I wont comment on personal tastes, but I know for a fact that the world has gone completely MAD.

The Monk has Fucked our Brains into Insanity.