There are certain moments or experiences in life which reveal a different you and its liberating. It’s liberating because you start judging yourself less and by the same measure, judge others lesser. Few years ago, under purple velvet sky, crashing waves and neon lights I had one such epiphanous moment that prompted me to write “The Thinking Me”.  Over the course of past few weeks, in the esteemed company of Prof. Robert Wright, I had similar realizations that sat me down to write “The Conditioned Me”.

 “Conditioning” implies the lies that we have so convincingly and unerringly told ourselves repeatedly and incessantly that it becomes our believed truth.