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Limpid Light of Lacklustre Life

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Messiah, O Messiah Thou art my guide, the enlightenment of knowledge Your hands has saved me From the dense of danky You incarnate in so many visages To save one jour or the other To such a point from whence Single face does no more matter. Guidance gizmo and suggestion surreptitiously Of thine, come to quiz why You disappeared in this fugitive ply. Though, your agile absence bestir to its pallid presence Sacks of sagacity still pine for thy essence. Illuminate my orgiastic body of eclipse Resurrect again, not for mine, all evil memory to release.                                                 

The Disney adaptation of Marvel's brainchild

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Big Hero-6  The pot-bellied robot won it all Just saw Big Hero-6 again and couldn’t stop myself from scribbling down all that I feel about this jubilantly refreshing movie. The character seemed to be inspired from the Marvel comics still the Disney flair installed in it gave it a complete new look. From the nursery days I always have been a great zealot of the Disney productions. They with their colours and fantastic outputs have always nourished the dreamy minds. I think the first I saw when I was 4 and that was Aladdin, and still it’s my favourite. Always have adored Abu, the cute little monkey and can never forget Genie. To say the truth Baymax has reminded me of Genie. Though there is little similarity still I somehow feel him like the modern sci-fi Genie. The story though revolves round the 14 years old whizz-kid Hiro Hamada still Baymax the ten-foot-tall inflatable robot steals away my heart.  Even if the world at large is not quite congruous he is seen effortlessl

Looking back at Tolkien's Children of Hurin

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Tolkien is being lionized for his diamond sparkling fantasy tales for quite some decades now. While going through the Lord of the Rings we have seen Aragorn told the hobbits the tale of Beren and Lúthien, but of Húrin and his son Turin no reference is seen or heard. This mythical fiction like the other ones is more intense than it seems to be at the first glance. This is a long tale, covering the entire life of the protagonist Turin, the son of Húrin, about 36 years with meticulous novelistic descriptions and conversations, but it also skims over a great deal in summary. Moreover this particular tale of the Middle Earth is infinitely more darker than “The Lord of the Rings”.in fact it can be easily called one of the best modern fantastic sagas. It has no solace at the climax rather the tale brings forward a horrific end of the protagonist. This manner of fatalistic writing is seen in the Greek tragedies of the old like Sophocles. The story opens primarily with Húrin & Huor’s