Any discipline in great seriousness is quite the enslaving endeavor which bears the greatest fruit. Joy in pain, and relief in the occasional payoff by external validation.

My dear friend Pravin gave me a booklet on which the cover lay a mischievous and bearded man. Sadhguru’s droll eyes direct slightly out of frame and the only worldly object perhaps tying him to this earth is a set of silver bands on his left ring finger.

This post is my take on how to survive in this world.