TB#06 : tuesdays with Morrie

 “Love is how you stay alive even after you’re gone.”

If reading useless research papers feels suffocating, here’s a paper you have got to read. Subject is The Meaning of Life, taught from experience.

The professor, Morrie Schwartz gave no grades. He didn’t ask for books, yet covered a wide range of topics – Culture, family, money, Regrets, ageing and others including Death. There was no final exam, but his student, Mitch Albom, was expected to produce a long paper on what he learnt. And that’s how this book came to be. This is a treasury of the knowledge passed form a teacher of sociology to his student over a course of THIRTEEN Tuesdays… thirteen invaluable lessons.

This book swiftly turns pages through sections such as The Curriculum, The Syllabus, Student, Orientation, Classroom and among others, saying good-bye with the Graduation, wonderfully setting up a theme of a typical University, with an exceptional professor.

Don’t mistake this book for a mere claptrap! 

It isn’t just some fanciful repetition of what you already know or another dreadfully boring self-help. A memoir or biography or philosophical fiction, this SURELY is a book for lifetime. It forces you to dig deeper to finding real meanings from an otherwise half-asleep living. 

It makes you sigh, pause and contemplate on the pettiness of living on the thick of thin things, how we are running after useless stuff, busy doing things we THINK are important.

A perfect book to read when you’re about to start a new chapter in your life. Most appreciably, it taught me detachment and forgiveness.

“Detachment doesn’t mean you let the experience penetrate you. On the contrary, you let it penetrate you fully. That’s how you are able to leave it.”

Can you even ask for a more sensible explanation?

“As long as we can love each other, and remember the feeling of love we had, we can die without ever really going away. All the love you created is still there. All the memories are still there. You live on - in the hearts of everyone you have touched and nurtured while you were here.”

“Death ends a life, not a relationship.”





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