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An illusion to reality

Book : Mayaakatha

Year : 2018

Author : Meera V Barath

Publication : Notionpress

Genre : Self-help

Rating : ★★★★★



Ms. Meera, an ardent believer in the illusion of reality, crafts Mayaakatha, a beautiful collage of her thoughts on how this much-ran-after element of happiness in our lives lies in.

As the title suggests, this book is based the katha (story) of maya
(illusion). In a nutshell, it is an illusion holding reality within..

 My instinct knew I had laid my hands on the right book.  
"Simple yet indelible.."


Ms. Meera expresses the most profound truth in the simplest words and points out the subtle things we often fail to recognize from which it can be found, enjoyed and most importantly, shared. Her book makes us realize that happiness lies within and no money or luxury can bring you even a speck of true joy.

This book makes an indelible impression on our souls.

"Artistic and elegant.."

She uses a poetic style to write this book and does more than justice to the genre, with a peculiar approach. The book makes every reader realize that it is okay to flush your emotions once in a while and bottling up your responses is not an honorable thing to do.   

A book where every word screams of simplicity and is full of meaning, that is sure to tug at your heartstrings and find your song within. 

One of the finest I've read.

 Well developed thought bubbles most of us hardly pay attention to in ourselves.....a lovely read with a personal touch any reader can relate to....I specifically liked the the chapter on self-acceptance. 

 The most profound truth put in layman language. A must read for all folks who believe that happiness can originate in the simplest of things as Ms. Meera tells us that true ecstasy comes in small pockets of craziness and innocence. An endearing journey imprinted in a beautiful book. 



A book full of laughter, smiles, tears and tantrums that is sure to make you accept yourself as a human being at an emotional depth. If you are searching for a soothing balm for your soul, this is the right one for you.



Comments

  1. UnknownJanuary 24, 2019 at 3:47 AM

    Thank you Maanasa,
    To me it's a privilege being in your page, your words are floating like the clouds in me and it's raining Happiness!
    I am Happy you like my writing.
    And yes I see a WRITER in you, and look forward to hearing your Stories..
    My Best Wishes...

    The Author and Writer in me says, Hey listen to Maanasa, she has crayons in her Hand and coloring the World...

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    1. MaanasaJanuary 25, 2019 at 6:12 AM

      It's my honour to feature you and Mayaakatha in my blog ma'am...such is the impact Mayaakatha made on me..

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