Any one familiar with Vampire Diaries, either with the book or the TV soap would know what I mean. Damon Salvatore is the anti-hero in the story. He is vile, ruthless, merciless and takes advantage of people's weaknesses. He is a BAD vampire. Yet, we love him. Why?
There are many other such examples in the books/movies we read - Severus Snape of HP, Heathcliff in Wuthering Heights, Shylock of Merchant of Venice. A few of them, but we have rooted for them in the books. We shouldn't have. Afterall, they are the villians in the story. They are bad and mean. What makes them special?
A redeeming act - Often our anti-heroes have one or more weak spots that endears to us. Because of that one weakness, they do good things that normally a hero does. We call it their redeeming act. It redeems them from their bad future.
For example, Damon Salvatore is a bad vampire but his redeeming act was his love for Elena. He would do good things for her, even if it means he dies. Similarly, Severus…
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Vampire: synonym: Damon Salvatore
None of my chats about vampires and vampire fiction go without mentioning Damon Salvatore. In fact, that is all I talk about when it comes to vampires. How can some one talk about anything else when we have Damon Salvatore aka Ian Somerhalder roaming shirtless around AND without sparkling?
So, why am I so hung up on Damon aka Ian? First, the book. The original vampire diaries book series by author LJ Smith got interesting to me the moment Damon stepped in. I have a thing for bad boys like many of you have. Like a lot others here, I cannot resist a challenge of turning a bad boy in to a good one (tho…
As usual, this friday me and my husband went mall-strolling. We have the same routine once we enter the mall. Take the shortest route from the entrance to the frozen yoghurt kiosk. Buy a delicious, yummy, cup of yoghurt filled with chocolate syrup and toppings. And then walk to the nearest seating area to enjoy it. What we do after that is irrelevant. But this is a tradition that we haven't broken till date.
So, this friday when we found our seats at the seating area, I saw this on the table:
For a moment, I thought it was a 100 dollar bill though the shiny texture did give it away after the initial surprise. Nevertheless, I had to see why it was there.
When I took that piece of paper and turned it around, this is what I found:
With a smile, I put it back there.
I thought of how useless that note was to me yet I picked it up. Not only that. I also spent time reading the text, thought of who can benefit from this and how are they conducting their business. If you were me, you migh…