There are some of us for whom life is not a daily battle of surviving from one day to another.  Life is a massacre.  How do you deal with this relentless pounding from God?  If at all there is such an entity called God.  A 40 years old son, the only child suffering from cerebral palsy.  A depressed wife dealing with the ravages of Parkinson.  In this poignantly written meditation based on personal experiences as a father and a husband, Arun Shourie examines the nature of human sufferings, how faith and religion only offer us cold comfort and how sometimes the suffering itself can be transmuted into service, the purest form of love.  I can totally relate to this book.