Mademoiselle ‘Nick’ is in danger, as she had survived three narrow escapes from death. Poirot takes up his detective role into the case with the use of his usual ‘little grey cells’. How the story unfolds from there is up to the reader to take care of. Interestingly, Poirot fumbles but makes up in the end with clear head.
Narration by the author has its great flow till the end. But Christie fails to match the suspense and unpredictability seen in her other works. The reader is able to judge the accused even before the first-half of the story.
Not the best from the stable of Agatha Christie but deserves a mention for its clean narration.
Peril at End House – a predictable peril in the end!
Here I’m sitting on top of the moving clouds. They – the clouds are like a cushion making me comfortable. The music of Anberlin’s Innocent passes through my ears like sea waves.
When I look down at the earth from here, there is no better scenic beauty other than this. The whistling sound of the wind made the music even soothing. Waving my hands at the clouds moving in the opposite direction, I scooped up the chill snow from them. I felt the chill as I held the snow in my hands.
Again, my attention was turning towards the earth. The blue oceans down there was inviting me for a swimming session. I rose up and in one moment of boldness, I decided to go for it. Taking a deep breath to the bottom of my lungs, I jumped, hoping to hit the blue oceans. The winds were hitting me as hard as they could. My eyes were feeling the force of the moving winds. I was about to hit the waters in a few seconds.
Rushed the blue waters on my head. The rush was so intense that it produced electricity and obviously a tremendous shock.
I opened my eyes to see myself lying in the bed. ‘Where am I?’, I murmured.
‘Get up and go for work idiot. You will wake up only when I pour water on you’, my mom shouted.
Yes, it was the blue waters that hit me. But not the waters from the Blue oceans, instead, the waters from the water tank of my house.
Every mystery has a conclusion and the ultimate revelation. The mystery surrounding this stranger is about to break out.
Finally he meets this mystery lady again after three months. But this was something unexpected. The long absence of the stranger made him to fancy that the lady has vanished. But to his surprise, the lady is standing near to him.
When he met her this time, there was a complete silence in his heart. He stood standstill observing the lady like before.
She appeared different from the last meeting, probably, a makeover of her looks. When he watched her silently with his head tilting towards her, there was a cautious glance from the lady. She noticed him like a cop on patrol. He felt the shiver in his body instantly.
The bus arrived to disturb the silent mind game that was taking place. The lady boarded the bus in no time. But he did not move from his place. His heart was pushing him to go after her and to board the same bus. He was in no hurry and decided that the time has not come for following her.
The lady disappeared as usual and he went about doing his routine work. Back at his home, he was thinking what has to be done next. The silence and the mystery surrounding the lady was bottling him up. He wants to bring an end to this mystery once and for all.
So the day has come, he arrives at the meeting place on time. The silence will take shape as words, as he is going to speak to her. The months of silence and mystery will be unfolded now…
There was only one thing that connected him with the stranger. It is the mystery. Yes, it is the mystery that the stranger showered him at the very first sight.
He searches for the stranger whenever he comes to that place. He looks around the surroundings and at all the people. He spends extra time waiting to see the stranger who has hypnotized him. But he leaves the place disappointed. The stranger is not to be seen in that place again.
He thinks about the stranger from days to nights. He has no clue about the stranger’s identity or whereabouts. He has met the stranger only on five occasions but that was more than enough to make an impact in his heart.
What is the reason for his attachment to a complete stranger to whom he has never spoken to? He has no answers for this question. But he knows one thing…
The stranger has entered his heart.
He wants to know the reason for this instant connection with the stranger. He is waiting and he wants to unravel the mystery surrounding his stranger. He will unravel the mystery soon.
‘Everyone concerned in them has something to hide’, said Hercule Poirot.
Agatha Christie has pulled out a clean thriller in ‘The Murder of Roger Ackroyd‘, which gets better and better as the story goes forward. The author earns a special praise for writing a complex story that has numerous characters and subplots.
The beauty of the story is that every character is doubted as the murderer. This is very well complimented by Hercule Poirot with his stand that ‘Everyone concerned in them has something to hide’.
The book falls under the league of classic detective mystery fiction and has great narration by Christie. Two characters steal the show in their own different styles – Hercule Poirot and Dr. Sheppard. Poirot sticks to his little old grey cells and Sheppard plays the perfect foil for the mystery. Everyone has something to hide, true enough!
The story’s end haunted me for hours. It is indeed one of Christie’s masterpiece.
“A man can be destroyed but not defeated. ”― Ernest Hemingway, The Old Man and the Sea.
A man can be easily destroyed but cannot be defeated completely. It calls for the high spirits of a man.
There would be a lot of things that go deep inside a man’s heart. It hurts him, pulls him down, tests his creditability, challenges him and even makes him appear like a fool. But a man with a strong will power and patience will not be defeated. It is not about the masculinity or testosterone levels. It is all about how a man holds his composure during the hardships and difficult times.
The struggle is so worth fighting for.
Again, a man can be destroyed but he cannot be defeated completely.
Why don’t we try to be a bit expressive? Why don’t we try to speak our mind to the people we really know? Why don’t we start a conversation with the right people to get a new direction in our lives?
Man is known to be a Social Animal. Human beings are gifted with the ability to speak. They can connect with their fellow beings through communication. But are we communicating with people, really? Really?
Domestic animals such as cats and dogs are better at communicating with people rather than humans. Pets convey their true feelings to people by their own languages. So where have we failed in communicating with the people we know.
Open up people. Open your mind, heart and mouth. Speak up. Speak out what you really feel. Let people know about you and try to know about people.
Speak and connect with the right people. That’s the beauty of communication in life.
When we speak to the right people with similar interests, it will lead to a better conversation. We get to know more about the world and people. Healthy communication leads to a change in the thoughts and perceptions of people. It will open up new avenues for a better life. It is always good when we speak to the right people at the right time.
I want to earn success the hard way. I want to go there, give my heart in whatever I’m doing. I want to give my best creation with utmost dedication.
I don’t want a shortcut to success. I want to go there, toil myself, learn more and do what I love.
I want to write more. I want to create magic in my writings. When people read my posts, they should witness magic and feel a satisfaction of reading something valuable. I want to be a good writer by the hard way. I want to improve day by day.
I’m not a son of a millionaire. I’m not a superman. But I’m a very ordinary person and I want to earn success by working my ass off.