The Last Lecture

The Last Lecture was not happenstance. After hearing one of the most impacting speeches byRandy Pausch, I'd been waiting to lay my hands on this book and ride on in sync to the slow beats of the book's soul. And what an effect. 

Pausch's cognitive dissonance was endearing. His childhood dreams fanciful. The beautiful flights of fancy did come real, somehow at sometime. One can read the book in the darkest nook because the passion through the book lights it fittingly. each chapter has a telling message to the audience. He drives home a point to be taken note of. The tiny pointers get happily planted during the ride. Sometimes with a trickle down the cheek. 

No frills language. It connects deeply. When Pausch narrates, one swings in the wind of time. The imagery comes along nicely. One feels the love, the pain, the distress, the everything as they were meant to be felt. Beautiful and poignant. A must read, a night's read. 

The spirit never dies.