I have been hearing about this book for many years and when I came across it at work yesterday I thought I would take a look. Once I started reading I found it very hard to put away.

I finished Tuesday with Morrie tonight and spent a good part of it crying my heart out. This book touch me in away that I never thought possible and will take the lesson away that Morrie told Mitch:
1) Love your family and friend.
2) Don't be afraid to show your emotional side to people.
3) Live your life and never hold on to hate or pain.
4) Don't get taking in my what's hot know and the need to have the news thing.

I looking forward to reading more books by Mitch Albom and will be buying my own copy of Tuesday with Morrie for my own library collection.

No words, just ugly crying! I think this book healed a part of me and it is one of the best books i've ever read

I didn't know this book was a memoir when I picked up this book. I wasn't even consciously looking for this book. It's one of the books in my sister's collection. I picked it up because I needed some kind of motivation/inspiration to live life again with zeal. But what this book offered me was something I wasn't expecting from it.

This beautiful small book is divided into 27 small, concised chapters. It's written in a very simple style but dang, it's the kind of simplicity that would destroy you because it reaches you straightaway.
It talks about a retired professor who is suffering from a terminal disease. It's how he takes this inevitable journey till the end seeing it from a very different perspective from that of someone else's who would be in the same shoes as he was.
He wants to document this journey with the people he cared about. This journey deals with the misconceptions and doubts about ageing, death and illnesses. It deals well with the concept of social relationships and the various relationships in one's life. It's highly likely for anyone to become withdrawn, self-conscious and constantly bitter with such a condition but this old professor thought about doing something different and utilise his remaining time to be grateful and let the people in his life know what they mean to him and what difference they have made in his life.

The greatest lesson this memoir taught me is that our spirit dies earlier than our actual death.

And this is the first ever book (fiction or nonfiction) that I am reading about an old person who has accepted themselves as how they are wholly, and this is the first book which represents the various psychological issues that old people face so vividly.

No, he wasn't in denial regarding what's happening with him.
Instead what he chooses to do is reach out & talk about the world as a whole, when most of us do is feeling sorry for ourselves, keep having regrets, busy playing blame games.

The issue of dealing with death is the main highlight of this book.

The book talks about family, aging, money and marriage. There are parts where it talks about the basic human emotions, the relations we have and the culture we are thriving in.


This is one gem of a book! It made me cry, laugh but made me realise so many amazing truths about life & human nature.
There is nothing in this book that makes you feel like you are not a part of this book.
This book made me feel at home right away.
Reading this book is like talking with someone who has accepted life with all its flaws & blessings. Even though I cried a lot at the end, it was while I was accepting everything how the book was going to end, and about real life.

I am sure I am going to reread this book after a decade. Made me cry tears of realisation about many things about our mortal lives.

It is only when you read this book that you will realise how lucky you are! Until then you will feel okay pushing it aside for a later date! What a fallacy in judgement that would be!...

To motivate, I was 5 pages down the book and I quit all the important goal-stuff I was busy being involved with alongside, simply so I could no longer consider wasting precious seconds away from what all the book had begun offering!

Mitch, speaking about a man who was dying of ALS—> Here was a man who, if he wanted, could spend every waking moment in self-pity feeling his body for decay, counting his breaths. So many people with far smaller problems are so self-absorbed, their eyes glaze over if you speak for more than thirty seconds. They already have something else in mind——a friend to call, a fax to send, a lover they’re daydreaming about. They only snap back into full attention when you finish talking, at which point they say “Uh-huh” or ‘Yeah, really” and fake their way back to the moment.


“Part of the problem, Mitch, is that everyone is in such a hurry,” Morrie said. “People haven’t found meaning in their lives, so they are running all the time looking for it. They think the next car, the next house, the next job. Then they find those things are empty too, and they keep running.”





Life-changing….so much of my way of thinking has altered by reading this book….Hats off to the author for that! I fell so deeply in love with Morrie and watching him dwindle and fade away into dust broke me down on my way to the OT.


For many years, I have wondered how my father, who is a neurologist, broke the news of ALS to his patients. But, as a part of my interrogations, my thoughts trailed further than that. I wondered how the patient when hearing the news deals with the rest of his life thereafter. Does anybody really have the ability to think like Morrie? Morrie, as you will learn, when you read the book, refuses to live in a resignation of pain and instead converts the whole dying process into one of absolute celebration of life, discovering, and preaching to Mitch Alboom, in the process, how much awareness of “Death” has to teach about living an actual life. So I genuinely feel like father’s patients deserve this book so much!
I found something that they need so much more…..




In the midst of reading this novel, I took a post-workday trip at the ISKON temple in my city. It was 2:40 p.m. and the main building temple gates were shut and the accessible spaces were the marble verandahs of the temple, the gardens, the shopways and everything save only the interior of the Shikara and the Mandap. I removed my shoes, left them at the shoe counter and walked straight for the marble verandah which curved sideways——one on each side of the closed mandap—-and sported the kneeling heads of trees that graced the borders. Within this peaceful walkaway, myself the sole walker here in the warm afternoon, and glancing at the many colourful Krishna engravings depicting his overarching presence inside, outside and everywhere, I discovered so much peace that I realised I really have arrived at the point in my life where I wanted to (like deeply wanted to) put a period to my consideration of the incessant desires that floated across my mind—small and big——and just fall back and realise that I had found it——the IT——the spotlessness and limitlessness the whole world is looking for. In this nowhere-more-to-go realisation, I was liberated enough to understand how much I chased all my life so far and foolishly so, when all I was was a sand speck in the beach of humanity.


This indescribable endpoint in understanding is expressed in a different tone and language, by Morrie, whose life had been tragically cut short by the diagnosis of a terminal disease, Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis—A disease that slowly and steadily stills the working capacity of all your muscles in the body including the ones that allow you to breathe and swallow food—until one day, they quit and you suffocate. So the patient arrives at the point of noticing the suffocation and then dies. Morrie has a different plan for handling that slowly-shutting-down life—he converts it into a class so Mitch, the author of the book, and through him, you and me stand to live fuller, richer lives, in beautifully, verbalised truths that, now with death emerging out of his hiding place, crystallise into diamonds out of the dark mines of chase and hunt that govern so so so so much of our lives! So unnecessary! Like really, SO UNNECESSARY!





There are lines in the book that are so so so so so beautiful I can forget the whole world just by sitting with them. Here are some:

1. But really listening to someone—without trying to sell them something, pick them up, recruit them, or get some kind of status in return——how often do we get this anymore?

2. When Morrie was with you, he was really with you. He looked you straight in the eye, and he listened as if you were the only person in this world. How much better would people get along if their first encounter each day were like this——instead of a grumble from a waitress or a bus driver or a boss?

3. Although it is hot, Morrie is wearing long sleeves, with a blanket over his legs, his skin pale—The disease owns him.


4. At a quick glance it seemed that Morrie were being packed for shipping.

5. (I am scared to give everything away but I will state this in a way modified from what’s in the book) It is precisely because we haven’t found contentment and fulfilment in our own lives that we are constantly seeking more and more, judging others when we don’t get what we are seeking. The book’s teachings beautifully match the transcendental teachings of Bhagwad Gita.

(I want to share so much more, but that would be toooo many spoilers)



For Indians (people who understand Hindi) reading my review, please watch the movie “Anand” available in Youtube. One, one one movie that you all need to watch before you die, much like reading this book is “Anand.”



Reading the book steeped me with the awareness of ‘Death’ all over again after my former entertainment of the gravity of this topic when reading ‘Death’ by Sadhguru himself. So, I became aware that the dearly-held idea that every single one of us (I believe so!) holds that we will be reaching old age, is merely an idea!!!! Like we are clinging to an idea and structuring our lives around it, delaying the play of wisdom in our lives merely because the strength of our belief in an illusory idea has granted us space to act forgivably unfulfilled!!!

Think about it!! Morrie wanted Mitch to think about it too, stating if he has ever asked, “Is today the day I die?”

An example fits very deeply at this juncture. One of my uncles was murdered by his colleagues. I was in 8th Grade at that time but if anybody met him prior to that, he was living a beautiful life with a calm, cheerful, loving wife and two children, and had only shifted to another city to invite more resources and ammmenities that would raise the comfort of his own life. Despite the calm drift of his new life, one where nobody suspected any bit of it would take a downturn, it was still tragically cut short. Unexpectedly! We could all die anytime! Like anytime!

The question to entertain here is, “What will become of this piece of life of ours when we finally exit?”

People, old friends mostly, I talk to wait not very long when brushed against the topic of ‘Death’ and it deeply amazes me (like it did earlier today) when they hush it aside as a thing that will come “someday” “when they age unto 70 or so.” Ah! How gullibly have they bought the arrival of “Death” as an endpoint they can plan against a self-planned timeline!!
How in God’s name do they really make so deceptive an assumption!!!

How?!


This truth sprouted like sparks flying into the air straight out of this book from the berth of the recent-realisations my contemplations have been dragging me towards for quite sometime! Death is so possible in the next 5 minutes that not considering that possibility, thus, forgetting making a life against that very understanding is already a monumental waste of a portion of our timeline, levied within the wasteful nature of which we forget to choose happiness over the stupidity of less exhilarating thoughts and emotions.

Tuesdays with Morrie beautifully aligns with the way I have been living my life these days:

These are the points I live by now, pretty much derivatives of the ones shared in the novel (which you really need to dig into to devour the full scope I have held back from my review) :

1. Getting someone to like you is too much of a wait for happiness to be had. So quit! ;)

2. Desiring validation is crazy because we are all different. How the hell can we expect then that everyone will come to side with us???

3. Spending time getting goofy

4. Spending loads of time lost in the beauty of understanding people, loving them for who they are, work, plants, gardens, home, cooking, writing.

5. Filtering away the nonsensical, goal-oriented mindset society steeped my mind with!

6. Losing myself in Krishna

7. Losing myself in the bliss of writing, caring not if it reached visible fruition or even completion for that matter, and cherishing every word arising out of God-knows-where (I honestly wonder where the hell creativity really stems from!!!! Don’t tell me it is brain! That’s a concept created by science. No truth in it!)

8. ”Life does not need to happen my way."

9. “Don't be fooled by your 8th-grade trophies."

10. “Failure is one of the most blissful places to be."

11. ”I have no interest in being a "Somebody."

12. “I prefer the obscurity."

13. “I avoid the limelight."

14. To repeat---"Nothing needs to happen my way.”

15. “Quit being in a hurry to finish.”

16. People are choosing being first all the time. I ask, “What is wrong with being second or tenth for that matter?” (These aren’t my lines by the way, so please don’t reserve praise for me)

Highly recommended, dear friends! :)

Given the popularity of Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom, I'm surprised I only just read it this week. It's been in my queue for years, but I never had a copy and for some reason, I just didn't buy it. Earlier this year, I found a copy on my apartment building's bookshelf, so I snatched it up and included it in my September TBR list. I enjoyed it a lot, but it wasn't as good as I expected it to be. Knowing how much you can take away from the messages, I ended up with 4.5 stars even though part of me thought it could have pushed the envelope a bit more. Then again, it is almost 15 years old and this type of literature has only become popular in recent years. For its time (minimal social media or digital blogs!), it was pretty motivating.

Rather than critique the book, I've decided to focus more on the messages within it. Life is short. You should remember the valuable things when you're in the latter stages approaching death. Perhaps if you develop a terminal illness, you've been given an opportunity to squeeze in as much as possible before you do actually pass on. It seems odd to phrase it in such a manner, but rather than just die unexpectedly, you have a rough time period in your head... you can try to achieve a few goals and make whatever changes you can before it's too late. Of course, a terminal illness comes with extraordinarily negative impacts, but I'd prefer to focus on the benefits you can reap from the messages in such a book.

It's not important how clean your house is, tho I often obsess over it. It doesn't matter if you traveled the world and saw amazing things when you don't have anyone you love by your side. And you're not gonna focus on the little things in those last few moments. So make the most of it... find people you care for and share your feelings. That's basically the gist of the autobiographical work on a very cursory level. Albom goes back and forth between his younger days with Morrie and his older days with Morrie, and as readers, we see the change in him across time.

I kinda feel like this was one big way to accomplish a goal, but we can also implement his ideas in smaller form across each day. That's where I found the greatest lessons in his words. I'm on a kick to read a few more of his books this fall, too.

درسته که سه‌شنبه‌ها با موری از لحاظ ادبی و کیفیت محتوای اندیشه برای مخاطب خاص مثل شوخی به نظر می‌رسه؛ اما برای مخاطب عام، اون کسی که ازت می‌پرسه «من کتابخون نیستم، یه کتاب بهم معرفی می‌کنی که جذبم کنه و باعث شه فکر هم بکنم؟»، می‌تونه پیشنهاد بهتری از لاطائلات کوئیلو یا رمان‌های زرد عاشقانه باشه. باید به این قبیل کتاب‌ها احترام گذاشت، ولی به طور کامل تاییدشون نکرد.

So Tuesdays With Morrie didn't change my life.

Unfortunately, I'm the one that feels sorry because Morrie was just such a nice old man who struggled so bravely throughout his illness. Believe me, I wanted his philosophy to change my life.

Morrie's message is "Love each other or die." More specifically, Morrie believes that American culture is flawed because it encourages people to hold financial and career success as their primary goal. While making lots of money might produce some nice Christmas and birthday presents, Morrie says our obsession with money is misguided. Don't worry that the bank took your home. Feel good that you have friends.

I found Morrie's message a little simplistic.

Perhaps I'm a cynic -- though I think I'd pass the Morrie test on how to live life -- but I found myself thinking that perhaps Morrie's crystal vision comes from the fact that he has access to enough money to afford four nurses so I found his "don't worry about money so much" theme a little irritating. Frankly, these interviews and their themes are somewhat easy, which is perhaps why this memoir is often found in the "self help" section. Sorry, self-help writers, but I think you're all aware that your work is designed to deliver easy answers that will have a broad appeal to maximize the number of people that will buy your "help."

Still, Tuesdays With Morrie is not all bad. Give Albom credit, he is much better here than he is in Five People You Meet in Heaven. Morrie is definitely a nice, charismatic ant, and Albom tends to write with suitably grasshopper-level humility. He changes from an emotionally oblivious dude to an emotionally in tune with others man. And, at 190 pages, you're out very little time if you sit and browse through these Tuesday interviews.

I don't doubt that this book would have cured Patrick Bateman.

Tuesdays With Morrie strikes me a strong entry for adolescents and mid-life crisis sufferers. It's designed for people to finish the last page, and -- through the tears -- proclaim that their life has been changed.

“Love wins, love always wins.”

And what a lovely sentiment for a book with such a hard hitting and evocative theme of death, and in particular ‘dying’, but it is also a celebration of life.

A book that will touch you in the right way, will encourage you to think and reflect on life and death. Perhaps this may sound too upsetting to read - may be for some people at any time, for others at specific times but for most it will inspire, hearten, and evoke a range of emotions.
However, it is deep but not overly sentimental. It talks about death but also so much more to be grateful about in life, and a book that will prod you emotionally and to think about things that are important in us all.

The storyline

Morrie, a professor and perhaps a scholar has been diagnosed with a degenerative illness that, through, the course of the book sees him decline in health and movement until he resigns himself to a wheelchair. However, his wonderful mind never deteriorates. His wit is sharp, his advice sound and his love of life is something to celebrate.

He uses the last months of his life to share his experience of dealing with a terminal illness to help others, and particularly to one of his proteges, Mitch. In so doing, he provides such rich and poignant quotes for us to muse over, contemplate and embrace, such as…

“So many people walk around with a meaningless life. They seem half-asleep, even when they're busy doing things they think are important. This is because they're chasing the wrong things. The way you get meaning into your life is to devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community around you, and devote yourself to creating something that gives you purpose and meaning.”

Review and Comments

When I read the reviews on this, I had mixed feelings about reading. Was I going to feel this too dark and depressing? or was I going to relish in the opportunity to read a powerful story with such a stirring premise?.

The answer is - I was between the two camps whilst reading this novel. At times this was an incredibly compelling novel about someone dying and their reflection on what was important whilst on the other hand, I wanted a little more from the messages. That is until I finished and contemplated the book, the themes, the messaging, the teachings, and the man. It was from that I came to love this book which has indeed pitched everything perfectly.

The book was beautifully crafted to incorporate the balance of death versus life. Yet it wasn’t about death it was the importance and beauty of life. Simple, tender, delicate, humorous, even entertaining, optimistic, and extraordinary.

Some great quotes:

"How useful it would be to put a daily limit on self-pity. Just a few tearful minutes, then on with the day."

“The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in.”

"زندگی مجموعه ای است از پسروی ها و پیش روی ها. تو می خواهی کاری را انجام بدهی، اما به زور مجبور می شوی کار دیگری انجام دهی.آسیب می خوری، در حالی که نمی دانی نمی بایست آسیب می خوردی"

این کتاب دیدگاه متفاوتی از مرگ ارائه میده، این که دیر شدنِ انجام کاری معنی نداره و مرگ می‌تونه مسبب کمال انسان شه و نه نابودی او.
نمی‌تونم بگم کتاب یک شاهکار ادبیه یا جملات فیلسوفانه‌ایه داره که زندگی‌تونو متحول می‌کنه یا داستان خیلی خاصی داره، در واقع تبلیغات کمی اغراق کردند و کتاب در کل یک وصیت‌نامه یا نصحیت‌نامه از روزهای آخر پیرمرد مریضیه ک داره با مرگ دست و پنجه نرم می کنه، اما بعضی از جملات کتاب قابل تامل بودند که سعی کردم در قالب آپدیت هام ثبتشون کنم. کتابی نیست که بشینم در موردش فکر کنم تا عمیقا متاثر شم اما اگه به ایده‌هایی که داده به برخی جمله‌هاش یا سرفصل‌هاش فکر کنیم و درموردشون مطالعه کنیم شاید به نتایج خوب و قابل تاملی برسیم.

و بزرگترین درسی که می‌شد از کتاب گرفت این بود که کاری کنیم تا از مرگ خودمون هیچ وقت شرمنده و متاسف نباشیم.

پ.ن: ۳.۵ ستاره به نظرم درست‌تره.

Amazing read the first time. Amazing read the billionth time. I love to read this every year and for good reason. Morries “lessons” are how you should live life.

A billion/5

I already know this will be a book I revisit. I picked it up at a local charity book fair. It’s nice to think that buying this book (which had a profoundly positive impact on me), had a positive impact on others too. I think Morrie would probably like that.

For those unfamiliar with this classic, it involves author, Mitch Albom, reuniting with his former college professor, Morrie Schwartz, who is dying from ALS. During a series of Tuesday visits, they discuss all facets of life – their last thesis together.

“Morrie would walk that final bridge between life and death, and narrate the trip.”

I regularly had to pause reading. A particular sentence would hit a certain way, or cause me to reflect on life, my understanding of others and my place in the world. It packs a punch for a short book. The use of flashbacks to their time in college and Morrie’s earlier life, were effective at painting a picture of this remarkable man.

“Because I know my time is almost done, I am drawn to nature like I’m seeing it for the first time.”

Quotes like that made me think of my grandmother. After I kissed her forehead goodbye one last time, I was struck with the realisation she wouldn't get to see the sunshine tomorrow, or the kookaburras laughing in the trees, or the sprinkling of snow over the mountains outside her window – ever again.

“I came to love the way Morrie lit up when I entered the room. He did this for many people, I know, but it was his special talent to make each visitor feel that the smile was unique.”

It got me thinking of my dog too, now elderly and blind, who still possesses that same talent and instantly lights up, wags her tail and literally smiles when anyone enters the room.

The author, like many of us, had become consumed by the frenetic pace of life since last seeing Morrie upon graduation. He had turned into a jerk. So, it was touching to follow his transformation through the book too.

“Now, more than ever, material things held little or no significance. When people die, you always hear the expression ‘You can’t take it with you.’ Morrie seemed to know that a long time ago.”

Tuesdays with Morrie delivered great awareness for ALS and it made me better appreciate all that my body does for me. Through these series of visits, we come to know Morrie so intimately, that you feel he’s your friend too - so it really hurt when the inevitable happened. I felt like I was grieving also.

Tuesdays with Morrie makes you stop. It makes you more present. It makes you reassess your priorities in life and embrace life itself. It makes you take less for granted. It makes you wish everyone had a teacher like Morrie. And it makes you grateful that his wisdom was immortalised in this book.

“Devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community around you, and devote yourself to creating something that gives you purpose and meaning.”

میانگین ریتینگ چهار و خرده ای؟ شوخی میکنین:)))
کتاب قراره در مورد ملاقات های هفتگی یک دانشجوی سابق با استاد سابق که در بستر مرگه، و مباحث-به قول خود کتاب- "هستی شناسانه ای" که بین این دو مطرح میشه باشه. انتظار یک کتاب پر از جملات کلیشه ای و شعاری میره ازش قبل از خوندنش.
اما چیزی که نود درصد کتاب رو تشکیل میده شرح رفت و آمد دانشجوی سابق به خونه ی استاد، ماشین سوار شدنش، خرید غذا از سوپر مارکت برای استاد، وسایل روی پیشخوان آشپزخانه ی استاد، تعداد پرستارهای استاد، وخامت حال استاد، تعداد سرفه ها و وضعیت تنفسی، وضعیت مزاجی استاد، وابستگی حرکتی استاد به دیگران و... است:| حالا وسط این سرفه ها و خم و راست شدن ها به کمک پرستارها استاد یک جمله ی نه چندان قابل توجهی هم میگه. تو فصل خانواده میگه خانواده خوبه، وگرنه کی الان کنارم بود در بستر مرگ. تو فصل عشق میگه عشق خوبه، اینجوری آدم زنده میمونه حتی بعد از بستر مرگ. همینجوری الی آخر.
وسطای کتاب که بودم اینجا نوشتم تا الان مثل مقدمه بوده همش. و خب تا آخرش مقدمه موند؛ مقدمه برای بحث و حرف اصلی ای که اصلا وجود نداشت اساسا:))