Ok , when I saw this handsome man called Robin Sharma , smiling at me from a photograph , I , on an impulse , picked up that book which adorned this photo ...called ’’The Monk who sold his Ferrari’’.
Sounds pretty interesting , uh? Not really , when you read the book and realise that the Ferrari has no major role to play at all !
Julian Mantle , a topshot lawyer has a nervous breakdown. After recovering , he mysteriously disappears off to India after selling his property and his favourite red Ferrari.
So our narrator ceases to wonder about Julian until Julian himself comes back , healthy and happy and narrates his experience blah blah blah blah blah.
Now honestly , unless you have a crazy wish to commit yourself to mental torture , DON’T waste your time over this book. It is honestly NOT worth it. And when this author (our robin again!) , tries to harp (unconsciously , perhaps!) about India , you’ll seriously doubt his sanity.
Another thing...not everyone can be a sage , a preacher. Robin fails miserably in his rose strewn houses and red robes...enna kaadhula poo suttharana?