What’s a book you never finished but still think about?

You have a right to perform your prescribed duty, but you are not entitled to the fruits of your actions.” — Bhagavad Gita 2.47

One book I never finished, but still think about, is God Wants You to Be Rich by Randy.I still have not finished reading it because my mind keeps boggling over what the writer is saying.

Did he genuinely mean every word he wrote, or was some of it simply a clever gimmick to sell more books? The more I read, the more questions arise. I find myself questioning almost every book I open—not because I refuse to believe the writer, but because I want to understand what lies behind the words.It makes me wonder about the billions of authors who have risked putting their thoughts, imagination, beliefs, and experiences onto paper.

How many of them were rejected again and again by publishers, near and far, before someone finally believed in their work? How much courage does it take to expose something that existed first only inside the mind and then allow strangers to judge it?Perhaps writing a book is its own kind of vulnerability.

An author takes an imagination that once belonged only to them and turns it into something permanent. Once published, those words can be accepted, rejected, misunderstood, criticised, or remembered long after the writer has moved on.And what a coincidence it is that the book I have not finished has made me think less about becoming rich and more about the value of the person who dared to write it.

Maybe the real question is not whether the author was completely right or whether the book was partly a sales gimmick. Perhaps the question is what the book awakens inside the reader. Even an unfinished book can leave behind a finished question.

The Bhagavad Gita reminds me that wisdom does not always come from accepting every word blindly. It comes from observing, questioning, reflecting, and discovering what is true for oneself.

As you have a right to act, so have you a right to question and understand; let knowledge arise through discernment.” — inspired by Bhagavad Gita 18.63

And perhaps that is why I still think about a book I never finished: sometimes an unfinished book has already finished its work within us.

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