My hands were not being steady as I turned the last page of the novel for the last time. The excitement and the feeling given by the revelation is too much to be contained in me. It is huge!
You see, people find ways to pass that sudden spur of energy-some keep gasping, some talk to their friends for hours, some roam in circles in their rooms, and some start gorging food. But I decided to choose this method of cooling myself down.
And that is the success of Agatha Christie-to have been instilled in me and a million others, this feeling , this excitement, this , this emotional wave that is going inside my head, that I don't think would ever go away soon-because I don't want it to go away.
The only problem you will face when you finish this masterpiece is that you would feel like blurting out the secret-who was the murderer-to every single person you meet and interact with.
But don't worry, I am not letting out the secret here, I am just trying to build the curiosity in you so that you own a copy of this as soon as possible, and get over with it.
You can be at the receiving end of the blurt out-so beware and let others know that you have the novel only after you have read it. Or else, you would want to deactivate your FB and twitter accounts, block people on GTalk(I actually did this) and the likewise.
Such is the magic of Agatha Christie. You will suspect every single character in the novel, maybe Poirot himself, but when you reach the climax, you will know, what I was talking about.
I was recommended this one by one of my friends to whom I am really grateful. And I hope to pass the fad on-so that everyone I know reads it. Mind you that I am an avid reader of crime fictions, yet this is my state: rapture, due to the pressure of ecstasy and shock and surprise all mixed,in my mind.
The Murder of Roger Ackroyd.