Is harry potter your all time favorite??

“Y do you still read Harry Potter?”This is the question asked to me by all my friends and well wishers .They ask me”why dont you try to grow up why are you still reading children books?”.Perhaps I dont have an answer, I love harry potter may be because it was my first book,or I fell a prey to unfolding magical charm of Rowling’s writings.Or indeed may be I didnt wish to grow up.I stick around harry potter reading it rereading it  like some sort of bible  completely drawn towards it.I read harry potter for the first time in my fourth grade and still keep on reading it.

A girl of my age must actually be drawn into romances but I dont know why I dont give a damn to it .I read them just because it is a book and I if I love the plot but nothing creates an impact like harry potter did.I can recollect a few years back a teacher of my college was criticizing harry potter I felt like hitting her hard on the face but manners I hold myself back (especially to escape the punishment aftermath).I read books,It is better to say I gobble books down November I read more than 50 books.I am banned to read books in my house .My parents will disinherit me if I read anymore books.They have stopped buying me books .I actually dont like ebooks but now they are my only refuge .I sneak out at night to read books.I am not sure is it because of harry potter being my first book I am not easily pleased with books.I read Chetan Bhagats books just to laugh hard.I have read more books than anyone around me still never found one better than harry potter.

I am at times insane until my sixth grade  believed I too would get a letter from Hogwarts.I make sure I read the whole series at least once in a month.Is it because of Harry a poor innocent boy with a scar who is ready to sacrifice his life for his friends,the wonderful Weasley family,Hedwig ,Hagrid or I wish to have a principal Dumbledore with his long beard and quick wit,the quiddich ,the snitch,the gryffindor common room,the dark forests,the phoenix,dobby the house elf  or butter beer and three broomstick or is it Snape’s selfless love towards Harry or power hungry Voldemort or the magic itself which unfolds in every page bewitched me.

I wish Hogwarts castle was true Harry was real the hallows and hocruxes were real .I wish to walk in those corridors ,practice those spells learn transfiguration and charm run around wear cloaks be a witch but almost everything is impossible .but as long as harry potter books makes kids to read it is magic in itself.Magic that introduces kids to read makes them to dream to imagine .What do you think?

Meet the new Harry, Ron and Hermione

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The actors who will portray the older versions of Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Grainger in Harry Potter and the Cursed Child have been revealed.

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My life beneath my tears

If you wake up one fine day without the merest idea who you are in the bed of a stranger who doesn’t seems to  know you what will you do .

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This is the continuation of my earlier posts when a wish comes true and lost girl …….

 

I cried like a kid without anyone to pacify me. I cried until I was completely exhausted .I was not sure how long I was weeping .I didn’t know whom to blame I wept like an insane screaming with no one to hear. I was in a dark dense forest with large trees and intertwining creepers and few insects and animals for my company.

lost girl…

This is the continuation of my last post when a wish comes true…..here is the short description of my last post .One fine day I woke up to find myself in the room of a complete stranger who didn’t seem to know me.I painfully found out that i didn’t seem to know me either .I tried hard to recollect details about me but in vain.Now I stand in front of that persons house without a single penny and without the merest idea where to go….

continuation…….

I was too weak to move or to behold my tears .I screamed into darkness as rain poured down on me.I cried with no one to hear,no one to notice.I didn’t have strength even to cry,but grief was more powerful than my weakness.My tears dissolved in the rain.The sky was turning dark,fear embraced me.Blood curling shrieks of wild animals howling,and barking of dogs grew louder as the rain stopped.I clanged on the gate of his house when a stray dog came to me barking furiously.my fear knew no bounds .I didn’t mind dying but I was scared and confused.I didn’t know what to do the dog moved towards me.But someone threw a stone on that dog which ran away fast barking.