My Uncle Gave Me This Book After Navratri
A reflection on Autobiography of a Yogi and what most readers miss about it
My uncle handed me this book after Navratri one year one of those gatherings where the house is full and loud and the kitchen never quiets. He said read this, and I did, and what I felt after finishing it was something I could only describe as interesting, which confused me for a long time because everyone else seemed to find it life-changing. Millions …


