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How to top exams and enjoy studies[Dhaval Bhatia]

Recently,came in contact with this book through the vedic maths classes..which became one of the most memorable classes of mine..this book is suitable and a must read for all people of no matter what age..the details of this book are as follows :


Publisher: jaico books
Price:Rs.95

Genre: non-fiction

The book : provided me with the right ways to guide myself on the following topics :
*Vedic maths*
*Concentration tips*
*Time management techniques*
*Biorhythm awareness*
*Frequent revision techniques*
*Speed reading*
*Tapping into your subconscious powers*
*Memory techniques*

Age factor : this book is suitable for all ages,but i insist the elders(parents,teachers) to guide the children below the age of 11,due to the mis-understanding and the mis-utilisation of the chapter relating the subconcious powers of mind.

Gifting ideas : This book can be an ideal gift for a person whos still confused about his future,in better words,a person who is yet in the *deciding age*
Also,an ideal gift for kids,who would surely enjoy the funny yet powerful ways of learning,won't cost you much,just Rs.95.

Thought for the day:
"Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read."

Comments

jan said…
hello!!
thank you SOO much...i was looking for vedic maths books for an upcumng exma! this post was very helpful.

jan.
there is one more..!!!
a much more detail waali..!!
will give an update soon..!!!!

thnxx..!!!
god bless..!!!
Tshhar Mangal said…
haye ram
girls these days

kaisi kaisi books padti hain

Huh!!!!!

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