Life seems to be akin to this Bachchan Poem, every day passes with the futile hope of something new the next day . I have touched the nadir as far as my career is concerned. On personal front , in past two years ,haven't acquired a hobby or skill to be proud of. May be it is the peril of the sunday evening, slipping by list fistful of sand and the looming Monday blues and a grinding week ahead . But whatever may be the reason , I am at the sulk zone. I tried to cheer myself up by hitting search for 'British Lit heroes' on youtube. And the results were quite fascinating i must say!! I had Darcy on my mind but came to know more such epic ' Byronic ' heroes. The video that I liked the most was a catalogue of Brit Ladies talking about their favourate Hero off the pages . This is a 8 part series titled Heroes . This was like a treat and it gave me a list of books to order for. But as I expected , it went on to discuss Mr Darcy . By the end of a futile ...