Being a practitioner of Yoga, I was particularly interested in this book, to understand the difference between Yoga and Kriya Yoga. Being a review blogger I always keep a time deadline as to how long I should take to complete a book. Sometime I fall short of the deadline but this book broke all the records. I forgot that I am reviewing this book and got engrossed in this book so much so that I am still unable to start with any other book and does not want to come out of this aura. Neither could I review this book like other books saying the plot and character and narration. 


Author’s childhood, mother’s demise, encounter with tiger swami, Gand Swami, Sri Lahiri Mahasaya, Sri Yukteswara and his unrelenting journey promoting Kriya Yoga are all enchanting, enlightening and opens a new spiritual path for the readers. Had the author lived in this era, he would have been the king of the social media because with the level of knowledge and development that he showed in those days, he woud have been a tecchy monk who can influence anyone and everyone. 


His blissful experience with god sucks in the readers like a black hole. The major point that should be highlighted is that his experience with god is not personalised with any deity and not customised with any religious definition and because of that this book and the author’s messages are timeless, ageless and cosmopolitan. 


This is the first book wherein I am all about I, me, myself because after the first chapter I forgot that the book is a review copy and I started reading it for myself and hence I could not detach myself as I did with other books. I recommend this book to anyone and everyone who can read. If you are a voracious reader, well and good and if you are a yoga practitioner, perfect.


This is the best book I have ever read and replaces Gone with the wind as my most favorite book.