Arpit Jasuja Jasuja من عند 32768 O Candedo, Ourense, إسبانيا
I read this book after hearing for years that it was great and life-changing. I expected at worst that it wouldn't be quite as good as advertised. Boy was I in for a surprise! What I read was the biggest load of self-indulgent, pseudo-inspirational tripe I've read in my life! Apparently, the moral of the allegorical tale is that being "ordinary" is bad, ignoring practical needs to pursue your passion is good and if others don't understand you it's because you're a misunderstood genius/spiritually superior being. Maybe others don't understand you because you're always "borrowing" gas money, crashing on their couches and eating all their food. Ever think of that wasteoids? What's wrong with being a responsible member of society and pursuing spiritual enlightenment on your own dang couch? Perhaps I take a dim view of this book's message because I've known too many people who "follow their dreams" and expect someone else to take care of their "mundane" needs.