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A few months ago, I had bumped with 17th centuries’ writer Miguel De Cervantes’s novel Don Quixote. It is the most influential literary work ever, published in two volumes, in 1605 and 1615. It is widely believed that the novel is the foundation of modern western literature. Nearly three and a half good month I exiled myself to conclude the tale of ‘Don Quixote of De La Mancha’. During my whole staunchly reading, a thousand pages metafiction never exhausted my mind.

 Cervantes’ wings of imagination are highly profound. The characters, twisty plot, comical Sancho Panza’s radical logic, stories of enchantments are quintessential and ubiquitous. I wager I will never find another Sancho or Don Quixote in any form. Research shows us that Don Quixote is tantamount to the bible and Homer’s epic. Its opening sentence somewhat succumbed me “somewhere in La Mancha, in a place whose name I do not care to remember, a gentleman lived not long ago, one of those who has a lance and an ancient shield on a shelf and keeps a skinny nag and a greyhound for racing” and enthusiastic remained to the end.

 As we already know he spent five years as slaves in Turkish pirates in Algeria which helps him to engender this meticulous artistry. Don Quixote’s death is not merely fictional, it’s a tragic end for an authentic (must be) reader.

 In the first part of the novel, Don Quixote went on the second adventure with his squire Sancho Panza. Sancho Panza’s nonsensical adage gives us the most pleasure and Don Quixote’s adhering to his beloved Dulcinea del Toboso gives our sorrows and wet eyes at the same time. After many comical adventures, he returns home. In the second part of the novel, he leaves the house again for third and last adventures (sally) with his squire and his horse Rocinante. This is the tale of two comical characters who never split for a second, this is the story of friendship and honesty between a master and his servants.

 Don Quixote won my heart with his intelligent and some foolish speech and on the other hand, Sancho wafts my heart away with his simplicity and terrific humor.

 Simply, Cervantes scribbled uber nonsense in an astonishing way.