Atlas Shrugged

Atlas ShruggedAtlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

“I think, therefore I’ll think.”
For me idealism is a way of life.
Many will not agree with me, many would scoff at this and many would take it as impractical and utopian.
But, for me, we set our own standards to which we want to live our lives and anything less than trying to be the best in our endeavours is a waste, a loss and a dishonour to oneself.
There is no such thing as a great job or a lousy job but men who either take theirs to the penultimate heights of perfection or those who do not care enough.

“If you don’t know, the thing to do is not to get scared, but to learn.”

The greatness is not in doing something; the greatness is in doing it to the best and always knowing that there is a scope for growth. The not knowing is not the enemy, but not knowing and not wanting to learn certainly is.

I am tremendously awed by Ayn Rand’s philosophy.
In Atlas Shrugged she speaks of the world I would have loved to live in.
Where truth, honesty and vision eclipse everything else. Where men are not bound by the sense of duty towards their work but inexhaustible passion, possession and ecstasy in what they do.

Her theory of objectivism doesn’t scare me.
Having pride in ones’ work and seeking the best for oneself isn’t a crime. Yes, we have certain responsibilities towards the society we live in. But, what if the irrationality of what is demanded supersedes the logicality of what makes us want to carry on. It’s the balance that sustains the world.

“I swear by my life and my love of it that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine.”

In our limited scope of thinking we expect the world to deliver us their geniuses and force upon them a sense of duty which can be bought with materialism.
What would we do if all we have is wealth and no abilities of doing anything with it? What would a machine do if it is displayed in all its greatness but the knowledge to use it is missing?
The choice is either to acknowledge those who had the guts and the power to bring what we take for granted or be forever condemned in the misery of our greed.

“If you saw Atlas, the giant who holds the world on his shoulders, if you saw that he stood, blood running down his chest, his knees buckling, his arms trembling but still trying to hold the world aloft with the last of his strength, and the greater his effort the heavier the world bore down upon his shoulders – What would you tell him?”
I…don’t know. What…could he do? What would you tell him?”
To shrug.”

There is no joy in the work that becomes a burden or a means of fulfilment of greed of the uncaring and the undeserving. The greatness is not carrying the burden but in knowing when you have had enough even if it means sacrificing the thing you love the most. It’s not just the holding on to what you love but letting go also that takes guts and is painful.

“Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it’s yours.”
It’s not enough to want something in Life. What is necessary is to know and give it the kind of sacrifices it would demand of you.
The world would continuously push you to submit and beat upon you to concede. Never give up on what you think you deserve.

This book isn’t for someone who is bored with words that are marked of integrity and character.
This book isn’t for someone who finds comfort in cosy boundaries of imperfections and doesn’t want to learn.
This book isn’t for someone who is scared of being tough and exigent of oneself.

Because, this book will demand of you to think. Think, and be the hardest on yourself that you can be.

Yes, there will be times where the text would be too long.
Yes, there would be hurdles to cross that would force open you mind to think.
Yes, there would be times where the passion of its characters would seem fictional and reproachful because you would glaringly see the many cracks in you that need be enhanced.
Yes, there would be idealism, honour and passion that would seem unreal, not because it’s impossible but because of what it takes and what it demands to be reached.

You may not agree with all that it says but you certainly will be inspired and have a glimpse of an elysian feeling to create and innovate.
Ayn Rand’s words are a genius and the passion that rubs on to you is priceless!
What you take from it depends entirely on you. You may consider it a 1100 plus pages of mess that asks you to abandon the world that needs you or you make consider as a piece of genius that asks you to raise yourself to the highest limits possible.

The rewards of reading it are many and there is nothing to lose.
I gained a world. Would you?

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DisgraceDisgrace by J.M. Coetzee
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

The one word that encapsulates it all.

J.M.Coetzee’s Disgrace speaks unemotionally of the disgrace in various notions and symbolisms.

The disgrace of a man to his profession, the disgrace of being old, the disgrace of youth, the disgrace of a nation in throes of stagnation and conflict, the disgrace of animals and the purpose of the life they are supposed to have, the disgrace of humanity in its ability to feel, the disgrace to acknowledge and apologise .
The disgrace that starts from the beginning and carries on till the end.

No character is spared, no event is exempted. Every character is disgraceful and does nothing to ease the repulsion they bring.

Unerring, unashamed and unflinching in stirring thoughts that are shocking, scandalous and shameful, Disgrace not only is unapologetic in what it portrays but also in what and how Coetzee exhibits it to portray.

The post-apartheid South Africa besieged in its conflicts and non-conformity is a nation is disgrace. Though it is ready to accept the wrongs of its past it does so only without any retribution or an apology. A nation calling in for sacrifices and seeking redemption through co-existence and acceptance of truth.

J.M.Coetzee successfully and artistically exposes to its readers a symmetry that runs parallel with the disgrace of a man David Lurie who is subjected to a fall from his profession and that of South Africa that is a nation in ruins and in a state of disgrace subjected to the fall from its standards and hopes.

This is not a book for the faint-hearted or recreants. There are no easy exits and no happy phases to soothe or bring peace.

Lurie, as a 52 year old divorcee is a womaniser and a lecherous professor of English who has no respect for the material he teaches and is therefore looked through by his students. He teaches only to earn a livelihood and is brought to disgrace when he ready to take chances with his career for an illicit relationship with one of his students.

“The company of women made of him a lover of women and, to an extent, a womanizer. With his height, his good bones, his olive skin, his flowing hair, he could always count on a degree of magnetism. If he looked at a woman in a certain way, with a certain intent, she would return his look…. Then one day it all ended. Without warning his powers fled…. Overnight he became a ghost….He existed in an anxious flurry of promiscuity.”

On being charged he consents to being guilty but not to repent. Repentance belongs to another world, to another universe of discourse. He confesses but doesn’t apologise.
What follows is a series of events that take disgrace to another level.

Be ready to be appalled, to be sickened with the underlying lust, to feel disgust and repulsion, to be gripped with this absolute page-turner that wouldn’t let you put it down despite it’s immorally distasteful blatant truths.
There are no corners to hide into. No masks to disguise.
Just the bitter taste of disgrace.

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The Grapes of Wrath

The Grapes of WrathThe Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

As John Steinbeck famously said, “I’ve done my damndest to rip a reader’s nerves to rags, I don’t want him satisfied”.
And not only does he beautifully succeeds, he leaves you gasping for more!

There are books that only have a lyrical prose and there are books that have only a message.
But, there are only rare books that have both and The Grapes of Wrath is one of them.

My first reaction to what I read was that of awe.
The beautiful imagery of words and the picturesque landscapes that even in their ruin seem to be full of vibrancy and color, the intricate detailing, the emotions, the experiences, the love for land, the simplicity of some humans and the complexity of the system, the hopefulness and the undying spirit combine to create something that is spell binding and redeeming in numerous ways.

Funny thing how it is. If a man owns a little property, that property is him, it’s part of him, and it’s like him. If he owns property only so he can walk on it and handle it and be sad when it isn’t doing well…. that property is him, and some way he’s bigger because he owns it….But let a man get property he doesn’t see, or can’t take time to get his fingers in, or can’t be there to walk on it – why, then the property is the man….. stronger than he is. And he is small, not big. Only his possessions are big – and he’s the servant of his property. That is so, too.”

This book isn’t for someone who isn’t affected by the social issues for it is the issues related to economic hardship and changes in financial and agricultural industries during the Great Depression that make this an exceptional and a soul-inspiring read.
You will be moved by it only if you understand Life. It’s our experiences that build how we understand the world and only an evolved soul, somewhat battered, somewhat enlightened and awakened can appreciate it.

And here’s a story you can hardly believe, but it’s true, and it’s funny and it’s beautiful. There was a family of twelve and they were forced off the land. They had no car. They built a trailer out of junk and loaded it with their possessions….. The people in flight from the terror behind- strange things happen to them, some bitterly cruel and some so beautiful that the faith is restored forever.

Set during the Great depression it speaks of the Joads and innumerable families like them that are forced to seek a job in semblance for dignity and future for their families.
From choosing what to take along with them and what to leave behind, the fate of the family members that one by one succumb to the circumstances in death or in not being able to take the strains of the journey, the unity of the people in sharing what little they have and their individual struggles make it an exceptional journey that’s not to be missed.
All they want is a life of dignity and self-sustenance.
Any kind of charity repels them and makes them want to repay. But are they allowed to have it and what happens when the system fails to sustain those who are at the very bottom of it.

And in the eyes of the people there is the failure; and in the eyes of the hungry there is a growing wrath. In the souls of the people the grapes of wrath are filling and growing heavy, growing heavy for the vintage.”

Pick it up to know that often it’s the not-so-privileged, the not-so-affluent that have the hearts of gold, those who know when Life has beaten them, but who still manage not only to sustain and survive but also support others with whatever little they have.
To know that we can’t always be self- serving, you’ve got to give even if you got nothing.

And at last to remember that we aren’t rich, we aren’t poor, we are human beings even with our failures and vices and at the end of the day we are supposed to be just one.

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Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

Extremely Loud and Incredibly CloseExtremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

What do you say of a book that speaks of grief in such profound sense.
So much so that it reeks in every emotion, every page, every line and every word that its made of.
The grief that comes through it and surmounts our emotions, rises to imperceptible heights within us, drawing us into it and filling our every pore, extinguishing in our sense of existence and leaving us devoid of souls.

The grief that’s almost tangible and engulfs the silence of irreparable souls, that speaks volumes.
That flows like a river and makes us cringe inwardly for the indestructible quality of human spirit that always tries to find a way irrespective of how much we want to hang on to our losses.
We are damaged, broken, lost.
We are scared of allowing ourselves to feel and our lives are never the same again.

We as human beings are fragile and are continuously overwhelmed and affected by what happens around us as much as what moves us from within.

Oskar is an 8 year old who perceives and understands more that what some normal adults would. He picks up emotions from thin air and reverberates with comprehension that many lack or are incapable of feeling.He loses his father to 9/11 and its resolving the mystery of a key which he finds that he supposes will bring him to peace.

His journey with his loss and grief is impalpable enough to give him heavy boots as he says for a heavy heart. He gives himself bruises probably to silence the noise of his loss that fills his guts and shakes him from within.
Its his immense understanding of human emotions and the world around him that make him a child prodigy of sorts. And in his understanding of what a child like him isn’t supposed to go through he takes on a journey to find the answers to his questions.
Its not just his story but also those of the other broken souls around him who are dealing in their own way with the tragedy that has struck their lives and surmounts every other emotion that they have that makes this story complete.

The tears will come and flow unceasingly and a lot many times(that’s a sure for any thinking soul), but they will not be a burden but rather an easement to the lives that we all live, lightening our heavy hearts, unloading our baggage that we carry.
And what will be left will be a space for brightness to enter our souls through all the tiny cracks that we have in our hearts.

Your forever will be diluted and will be replaced by the acknowledgement that Life is ever changing and ever evolving. Nothing is guaranteed and permanent.

Personally I wish if there was an option of ‘Erase and Rewind’. To be able to erase a few things, people and even experiences from our lives and going back to the happy days.
That would make Life somehow bearable if not a fairy tale exactly.
But, sadly, we haven’t been privileged to change the course of Life according to our whims and fancies or even needs. But, to accept it with whatever it brings us.

What is to be understood is that Life is not about hanging on to the past or chasing the future but to live in the present with all that it shoots us with.
Our fears, our losses, our happiness and learning all a part of the big mess.

We will keep changing, maybe even be scarred.
But, somehow if we change our scars to stars we may have a chance to happiness.

I like the ending with Stephen Hawking’s acknowledgement of Oscar’s letters. Its another way of Life showing us a way of hope and light when we have been disillusioned with the realities of Life. That sometimes all we can have is memories to keep us afloat and moving on is the only option.

Life is nothing if not a kaleidoscope of endless hope and innumerable opportunities.
And we all must enjoy it to the best we can.
Living it to the fullest, giving it another chance.
Never stopping to LIVE, LOVE and NEVER LETTING GO!

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11.22.6311.22.63 by Stephen King
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

The very first thought that would come to you when you are on the last page?
No! I don’t want to be done with it…
The immediate second?
Wow! What a story teller…
The feeling of being awed would be there to stay and make you a Stephen King fan!

What else would you think of a grand story-teller who can combine time-travel, history, romance, mystery and even philosophies of Life and give you a treat you would not just want to miss but actually feel sad to let go when you are done with it because you still want more.

This isn’t a book that you need to know much of beforehand to want to read it.Its beauty lies in the unfolding of it’s mysteries as you go along with the flow.

The tenderness and honesty of the romance would make you nostalgic and yearn for your own sweet love story that you can never forget in this Lifetime.

Combine that with an era when Life was simpler and trust was easy to come. An irresistible and un-put-down-able combination that can only be a win-win situation.

You will be bedazzled with the charm of America in the 50s and 60s when consumerism was yet to set in, when innocence wasn’t something to look hard for and the excitement to go to a part of history that is about to change makes it an absolute page-turner.

The life-size portrayal of characters would take you on a time-travel of your own when you are there with them all the way, just that sometimes you know what’s going to unfold much more than they are aware of themselves.

The resistance of the past to change and the unrelenting pursuit of the characters to make it turn for the best would make you incapable to do anything else and you would know you’ve had a great time when you know its been put to good use.

Goosebumps and the excitement of what’s to come create a euphoria that lasts till the end.

Read it to believe it! Highly recommended!

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The Storyteller

The StorytellerThe Storyteller by Jodi Picoult
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Does forgives come as easy as it is to talk about it?

What makes one seek forgiveness and what makes one finally forgive and let go? Does your conscience bother you for what you did wrong or do you live a Life carrying the burden in your heart without even the slightest bit of guilt or remorse?

Is forgiveness really yours to give when the wrong-doing wasn’t exactly against you but the race that you belong to and would you help someone relieve of the burden even when you detest the truth?

What makes a normal thinking person be one with those who personify Death?

Is it really that easy to gain someone’s trust with a web of lies so that no one believes you when you actually tell the truth?

The Storyteller is this and much more.

This book is not just about the Holocaust and its brutality or about the agonies people went through in the mindless and most horrendous war crime ever committed against a race.

There is much more to it in the way it touches the human inside you and makes you admire those who not just stood up to it and survived it despite all odds but also lived a Life protecting their loved ones long after the war ended.

It would make you go through revolting feelings and painful memories of those who lived it. You would want to change history, ease their pain and wish to God it was fiction and not something that really happened less than a century ago.

Sage has been fighting her demons since her mother’s death. She hides not only the scar that marks her face but also her emotions and her lack of confidence in who she really is.
Joining a grief support group she comes across Joseph Weber, who is a 95 years old man grieving his wife’s death and a trusted, respected and much known member of the society.

Her loneliness makes her come closer to Joseph in sharing her pain and she is shocked to find the truth about him as a former Nazi SS Officer. What makes her hate him even more is to know the connection between him as one of the officers at Auschwitz and her grandmother Minka to be his victims.

It’s Minka’s story that she writes in her book that runs parallel with Joseph’s and her characters are an embodiment of the fate she writes and expects for him.
Minka’s story relieves Sage of the guilt that she has been carrying and frees her to believe in herself.
What makes is even more emotional is to see that it’s Minka’s soul that comes to peace finally after sharing and letting go of what has been hurting her so long.

Joseph’s pain as a Nazi soldier depicts being a victim of circumstances and being forced into something that’s even against your nature. He believes that he cannot die till he is forgiven and freed of his guilt. But, can some acts really be forgiven?

The end is unexpected but still feels right.
Read it to experience and feel what I still do, to think before you act, some of the Life lessons come through good books!

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Me Before You

Me Before YouMe Before You by Jojo Moyes
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Even before I opened this book I knew it would leave me all sappy and tear-soaked. But, nothing had prepared me for the whirlwind of emotions and feelings it made me go through. The tissues weren’t enough and I had to pause reading at times to be able to breathe, realizing that had been holding my breath, so captivated and entranced I was with the world it created that my own ceased to exist.

This is not just a romance novel dealing with the issues of a disabled quadriplegic man and an average woman. There are plenty of the kind to even be bothered about the issue anymore.
This book is about Life and what it means to actually be living it, inspiring someone even when your own Life is a mess and above all not binding that someone you love in your constraints and making them be there for you but instead create a path for them where they can pursue their own dreams.

Surprisingly, this book is not about yourself or you at all. This book is all about seeing the happiness come alive on the face of one that you love and acknowledging that you have lived the purpose of your Life.
To learn that love isn’t about you, love is all about giving that one special person in your Life the respect they deserve, pushing them out of their comfort zones to reach what they are capable of knowing all the while that you may not even be there to see them get a hold of their dreams.

“You only get one life. It’s actually your duty to live it as fully as possible.” ~ Will

I don’t know whether there are actually guys like Will in real Life but it’s heartening to find one even if it’s in a book.

He is rare and his vulnerability and uniqueness makes you believe there actually could be guys like him who are worth it.
Will misses that Life that he had and isn’t ready to settle for anything less. I admire him for some reasons even when I don’t agree with him on the decisions that he makes.
But, even in disagreeing with him I couldn’t even for one moment find myself willing enough to imagine stepping into his shoes.
That’s the only reason I could acknowledge that he had the right to decide for himself and his choices weren’t for anyone else to make. I wish there could have been something for him to want to linger on. But, sometimes even love isn’t enough and you just have to let go, not because it is for the best but because that is the only choice you have.

“Hey Clark’, he said. “Tell me something good”. I stared out of the window at the bright-blue Swiss sky and I told him a story of two people. Two people who shouldn’t have met, and who didn’t like each other much when they did, but who found they were the only two people in the world who could possibly have understood each other. ~ Lou

Lou is an average girl for the rest of the world but Will finds in her what nobody does. For the six months he had her in his Life, she becomes from someone he loathes to someone that makes him want to get up in the morning. She sees him, not as a man in the wheelchair but for what he is and what she gets to be when he is with her.

The combination of two people who had what the other lacked. Will with his indeterminate zest for living life to his fullest but bound by the limitations of his body and Lou who had confined herself in a shell and doesn’t want to look beyond the range she finds comforting.
I loved what Will does for her. He shows her the dreams she could have and gave her wings to fly.
Lou in turn makes him happy and sees himself as the man that he is with all his stubbornness and singularity.

This book is the reason why I love reading. The very soul of it to be able to experience and feel what you otherwise wouldn’t do.

I am extremely sad at the moment and probably will be for days wanting to be able to do something, the helplessness turning to rage, anxiety and madness within seconds, the emotions hard to contain.
But, I know that this will be one of my special books. One to be placed with those I cherish because it’s a book has made me learn and feel and believe and I am glad to have read it.

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If on a winter’s night a traveller

If on a Winter's Night a TravellerIf on a Winter’s Night a Traveller by Italo Calvino
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Some books are like an essence, so strong, unique and somewhat overpowering that a normal being needs to dilute it, subdue it or even understate it’s potential to be able to be in one’s control and still enjoy it’s beauty.
If on a winter’s night a traveller is an essence in it’s own category.
It would bedazzle you, haunt you and make you notice it’s beauty you so try to desist not because you don’t appreciate it but because it makes you feel utterly incapacitated and swamped by all that it has to offer.

It would take you through a journey of beautiful vistas and panoramas and just when you start to enjoy your view it would jerk you, throwing you completely off-balance by a sudden bend in the road which would not be a continuation but a flight to another planet altogether.

And very soon you would be looking forward to the bends, the twists and the turns that make it’s reading a unique worthwhile experience never to be forgotten.

From the very beginning where it stars as to how to read a book to the various nuances of the publishing world, it connects with the Reader making him not only the hero but also the sole decider of the fate of most writers.

The ingenuity of the book lies in searching and finding your own identity as a Reader.
It’s a masterpiece of a book with a philosophy so deep that you be compelled to return and savour that taste of innocent, soulful reading that comes naturally to you and takes you to your own special place unknown and hidden from the rest of the world.

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The Bluest Eyes by Toni Morrison

The Bluest EyeThe Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I am always numbed after reading something that’s so tragic and heart breaking. Finished the book in the dead of the night and sleep wasn’t easy to come.
I didn’t know how to rate this book because obviously the theme was pinching me too much. It was infuriating, sickening, choking and confronting the part of me that thinks.

The ugliness and degradation of the characters is palpable, not because of their looks but because of their thoughts that make them almost inhuman.

Pecola Breedlove is an oppressed, abused girl born into the society conforming to racial discrimination . She is sneered at, tortured and molested not just by outsiders but even by her own father who behaves towards her like an animal. The incestuous, self-centred, abusive tendencies in her father are unforgiveable.

The society in which she lives is purulent by the notion of racial beauty. The idea of white supremacy is the norm of the society and accepted indirectly even by the Blacks.

The idea that she would be accepted only if she has blue eyes haunts Pecola forever. She craves for it, dies for it, prays for her eyes to be blue just so that she people would look at her with love and not disgust.She perceives a change in people’s eyes when they look at her and that torments her little soul. She is degraded only because she is ugly and submits to silence, self-abuse and depression. Her best hope is only to disappear.

Adults, older girls, shops, magazines, newspapers, window signs—all the world had agreed that a blue-eyed, yellow-haired, pink-skinned doll was what every girl child treasured.”
As long as she looked the way she did, as long as she was ugly, she would have to stay with these people. Somehow she belonged to them. Long hours she sat looking in the mirror, trying to discover the secret of the ugliness, the ugliness that made her ignored or despised at school, by teachers and classmates alike.
Each night, without fail, she prayed for blue eyes. Fervently, for a year she had prayed. Although somewhat discouraged, she was not without hope. To have something as wonderful as that happen would take a long, long time.

She is ready to do anything for a look of love, a touch of appreciation. Her own family adds to her loneliness with her Parents constant quarrels and disputes.

Pauline Breedlove and Cholly Breedlove have been oppressed and subjected to racial humiliation in their youth and that is what they take out on their children.
Their racial identity suffocates and blinds them to vindictiveness and their inner rage bedevils them to hurt others to meliorate their own crushed feelings.

The justification and humanization of their characters doesn’t bring appeasement. It only disgusts and nauseates more if possible.

Among them are the MacTeers. They are the part of the same society but they are responsible towards their children even with their limited means. The love they show is rough and intermittent but it is still love and support anyways.

The Breedloves on the other hand have succumbed to the society and their own tragic circumstances collapse them further to destruction.

Pecola’s best hope was to disappear and is now in her own complex world where she has blue eyes to imagine and company of an imaginary friend who thinks she has the bluest eyes of all.
She hasn’t disappeared but is ignored by everyone. Her Society, her family has failed her and lost her eventually to their own brutality and unspeakable abuse and torments.

The bluest eyes reminds again that even the words can excruciate and bring pain. The scars that the body bears are easy to heal but that reach the soul remain there forever.

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The Princess Bride

The Princess Bride The Princess Bride by William Goldman
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

The Princess bride gets a 5 star for me for all the quirky humour,
It’s a beauty with characters making me laugh in mindless calembour

It starts with being Billy’s favourite book when he was yet a kid
His father reads the story skipping the boring parts well hid
When Billy grows up and finds the truth of the flagrant parts not read
He decides to print one for children with previous version abridged!

The Princess bride is now a story of a girl named Buttercup
She was the most beautiful girl in the world when she scrubbed
The story follows through amusing details(with lots of fun in parenthesis)
When Buttercup’s love Westley dies she’s forced to marry the Prince

What follows has a giant,a Sicilian,a six hand sword against a Man in Black
Even with great stories and all their strengths they were beaten by the Man in the mask
He is no other than Westley who actually was supposed to be dead
So, Buttercup decides he is the one she loves and wants to wed

The cunning Prince is furious on this reunion and breaks the couple apart
But, he still isn’t able to break Westley who only listens to his heart
The wedding is coming near and Buttercup is having nightmares
She is desperately waiting for Westley to come and rescue her from the snares

Now we see the union of the giant, the six hand sword and the Man in Black
Together now they are a force bigger than what the Prince could attack
After a few funny fights what finally happens is what happens in all fairy tales
You are left to imagine their happily ever after and all the other details

So,we get them all in one:True love.hate.revenge.giants.bad men. good men
Coward men.strongest men.chases.lies.truths.passion.miracles.and then
What is true is actually there was no book that needed be edited
No Morgenstern’s actually did live or wrote a classic tale that was abridged

Its Willaim Goldman’s genius of a book, This Princess Bride is charmingly his own
It’s genuinely originally a figment of his imagination with added quirks from the unknown!

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