Since my last post on this blog site several months back I read several books but none of them prompted me to sit back and reflect upon as much as “Being Mortal” did. More than sharing my views on this book I guess I wanted to keep a record of my thoughts on it. Well you may think I could have written a diary for myself in that case, why blog? My reasons for writing this blog are pretty much the same reasons the author of the book, Atul Gawande might have had when he published the book – the topic of the book cannot be left undiscussed.
The deft with which Atul weaved the story around factual info on old age trends across the world, the humility with which he took an unbiased look at the limitations of medicine compared to the unpredictability of life and what matters towards the end of life, and finally the honesty with which he drove the point home on the necessity for discussions that should happen among people and with their doctors on how people would like to write the climax of their stories instead of just assuming mere extension of life on this earth as the universal goal, is just masterclass.
I heard about the book in the past and forgot about it, but while quickly browsing through at a bookstore in Pune airport since I wanted to buy something to beat the boredom on the plane, it was Malcolm Gladwell’s praise for the book printed on the cover page that inspired me to go for it. Overall, chance purchase leads to incredible reading experience.