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The Subtle Art Of Not Giving A F*ck | Book Review

The Subtle Art Of Not Giving A F*ck - Mark Manson


Countless people took selfies with this book trying to make enlightened, wise and intellectual faces but that made them look exactly opposite. This surely generated suspicion within me, that this might be another people pleasing book trying to trick people into thinking good about themselves. Thats what the title sounds like. Right? Dont give a f**k! You have better things to do. You have to post your new damn classy pics on social media which took you 7 hours to edit, and you have to twit, of course.

But ignoring all the shitty marketing strategies and choas, hype created by people about the greatness of this book, and how it literally changed their lives, it is actually not that horrible. But does it have to be that sarcastic and unnecessarily funny though? I dont if know if I am being too critical. I could be, I dont know. 

Well, there are many things I took from this book and learnt actually. The book is not as rabid as it sounds as it provides sane advices about life and how to approach it. How to let go of things, when they seems to be out of our hands. It is better to let go things than to create more problems created by your own intervention. 

I also liked its practicality about how things are how they should be perceived. Like many of times Manson talk about Buddhism as a way to lead life. And there was one chapter for Buddha himself. Most of the adversities are created by own perception of the reality and by fictionalising lot of things in our life. Which leads to, of course disappointment. It is important to see things as they are from outside reference point and then it relives us to a great degree. A lot has been said in book by author about perception and how it affects, negatively or positively. And said not bluntly but subtly. 


Surely a good book. And lot to learn. But still the title pisses me off.

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