tolkien
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Though I was introduced to the world of The Lord of the Rings when I was 14, I have had a love-hate relationship with the books since then. I first read them when I was 21 and then tried them again when I was 30. Both the times, I was dissatisfied with the books and
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I did not choose The Lord of the Rings, The Lord of the Rings chose me. Back when the dinosaurs roamed the earth, we used to get these 5-in-1 and 7-in-1 movie discs that were pirated copies of English movies. I had an entire folder filled with such DVDs and it was my favourite pastime
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Fire and pain. Screams. Did they belong to the people she had killed? Or did they belong to her? Where did she end and they begin? Was Abhor a part, perpetrator or god of this living hell?
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It was the knowledge that Abhor was recruiting an army that finally pushed Shades to drop all pretences of being Sarla and once again take up the personality of her alter-ego. Suddenly she had access to not only all her powers but also her anger and the drive to make a difference. As Sarla she
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Sarla was leaning over Gauri, feeling panicked. Though she looked okay, there was no way to be sure if Gauri was still Gauri till she woke up. She saw her stirring and felt relieved. “Lemon, how are you feeling my child?” Gauri felt like she had just finished doing twenty squats in gym class. She
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Sarla had lost track of time. From the outside, the breach in the mountain had looked finite. The way Abhor’s general had described it, a place you could reach within a few minutes. Now it seemed like they had been on this path for eons and would never find its end. A panic set in
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“Explain it to me one more time,” said Gauri as she walked behind dadi who was busily dumping things into an open suitcase. Sarla almost snapped at Gauri for being a nuisance. Didn’t she realize they…more importantly she…was in danger? Before the angry words could leave her mouth, it occurred to her how confusing all
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