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I believe comics are our last link to an ancient way of passing on history. The Egyptians drew on walls, countries all over the world still pass on knowledge through pictorial forms. I believe comics are a form of history that someone somewhere felt or experienced. Then of course, those experience and that history got chewed up in the commercial machine, got jazzed up, made titillating cartoons for the sale rack. Samuel L. Jackson,  Unbreakable (2003) Spider-Man, Batman, Superman, The Flash, Iron Man – we’ve all grown up with these figures of fiction. Most of us would’ve outgrown the infatuation that the kids would often develop on being introduced to these larger-than-life figures. We might’ve seen cartoons or read the occasional comic book back in the day. But most of us would’ve outgrown such ‘childish’ fantasies. However, there are those of us who still cling on to that part of our childhood that has in part moulded us into the adults we are today. I’m the latter. I’ll admit, o...

A bored 9-year-old sat in front of the television after dinner. No good cartoon programmes were on, so he decided to channel surf. Decided to watch something different, so he switched to sports. He decided to watch some football (or soccer, if you will). Luckily, there happened to be a match being played live. Red shirts against white shirts, played out in a stadium that was largely dominated by a sea of supporters sporting the former colour. The scoreline read:  MUN 0-1 TOT.  30 minutes on the clock. But it wouldn’t stay the same for long. The white shirts scored again.  0-2. There was no way the red guys are coming back from this, the boy thought. That’s where he’d be proven horribly wrong. He decided to watch the remainder of the match. By the time the first half ended, there was no doubt in his mind that the white shirts would be the victors. But then, something special happened. The Reds surged forward, relentless in their pursuit of a goal to half the deficit. That ...