For nearly a year, I kept postponing reading your book, the first in the series of seven. Maybe because my English wasn't so strong then or I didn't quite understand that the words 'Privet Drive' could be an address so I would just keep staring at the Cover Art.
And then one day, I asked my mother to help me read it and she did. After the first few lines I was already tired of her voice and started on my own.
It has been ten years or more, and I don't believe I will ever be done reading.
You see, I grew up with Harry Potter and his friends.
I practiced every spell with a stick I'd found on the road hoping to be able to lift objects one day.
I radiated hatred everytime Malfoy smirked.
Many a times, I tried speaking my own version of Parseltoungue. Ofcourse, most of it was just 'nee-saw-r-usss-aa' and none of the snakes in the zoos responded. I even tried it out on an earthworm.
I made friends because of Harry Potter. During lunch time at school we would ask each other detailed general knowledge questions about the books, claiming to be his biggest fans.
Sometimes during the exam days I would be so tired of coursework, I read the books inside the toilet, hoping my father wouldn't catch me reading while I was supposed to solve Math.
And then came the movies.
I remember how wide my Mother smiled at me the first time I saw the poster, mouth wide open and how my sister was so scared during the Chess scene, she peed.
Ofcourse, I grew up and was forced to reconcile with my boring, school-going reality.
There was still one more hope of entering the wizarding world, though.
Working on the sets of Harry Potter. I started dreaming of being the assistant set designer who Rupert Grint happens to fall in love with. :D
But Harry Potter is ending now, an entire decade of magic, obsession and stalking coming to an end.
No more afternoons of sitting and browsing websites like Veritaserum, Mugglenet and the kind with Ness, Di and Metro.
Suddenly I feel so grown up.
This is not just the end of the Potter movies or the entire Harry Potter generation, this is somehow the final stroke of my childhood.
Sincerely,
A
And then one day, I asked my mother to help me read it and she did. After the first few lines I was already tired of her voice and started on my own.
It has been ten years or more, and I don't believe I will ever be done reading.
You see, I grew up with Harry Potter and his friends.
I practiced every spell with a stick I'd found on the road hoping to be able to lift objects one day.
I radiated hatred everytime Malfoy smirked.
Many a times, I tried speaking my own version of Parseltoungue. Ofcourse, most of it was just 'nee-saw-r-usss-aa' and none of the snakes in the zoos responded. I even tried it out on an earthworm.
I made friends because of Harry Potter. During lunch time at school we would ask each other detailed general knowledge questions about the books, claiming to be his biggest fans.
Sometimes during the exam days I would be so tired of coursework, I read the books inside the toilet, hoping my father wouldn't catch me reading while I was supposed to solve Math.
And then came the movies.
I remember how wide my Mother smiled at me the first time I saw the poster, mouth wide open and how my sister was so scared during the Chess scene, she peed.
Ofcourse, I grew up and was forced to reconcile with my boring, school-going reality.
There was still one more hope of entering the wizarding world, though.
Working on the sets of Harry Potter. I started dreaming of being the assistant set designer who Rupert Grint happens to fall in love with. :D
But Harry Potter is ending now, an entire decade of magic, obsession and stalking coming to an end.
No more afternoons of sitting and browsing websites like Veritaserum, Mugglenet and the kind with Ness, Di and Metro.
Suddenly I feel so grown up.
This is not just the end of the Potter movies or the entire Harry Potter generation, this is somehow the final stroke of my childhood.
Sincerely,
A
5 comments:
lol after watching the first movie I wished with all my heart that I could be cast as Parvati Patil or even Padma since they were the only Indian characters in the books:D
Shit the last line was so touching! <3
i read the last 4 pages of harry potter over a week... :(
Loved it.
You remember mugglenet had count downs before the books.I downloaded all of them.I have read and re-read the books a million times. I am yet to watch the movie.I could attribute it to the fact that am broke or its just to much of a hassle, but i think i know better.A part of me does not want to watch, doesnt want to grow up.I miss those days..the dreaming..the fantasy..It just seems like another life.
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