With Potter
series, you find moments- small moments in life-
Like that immensely
satisfying moment when I made a lengthy board game (on a giant chart paper)
over several days and played it at length with my friends and cousins, earning
myself the pleasure of watching them ogle at me with awe-struck eyes
- Like that serendipitous
moment when I realized that my very first Potter reading was on a bus while
returning from college, gratifyingly similar to Rowling's first seeding of the
HP idea during a train journey
- Like that moment of
duty-related pride when I succeeded in turning my very reluctant sisters into
HP manias
-Like that moment of familial
joy when I gifted a COS book to one of them and a handmade HP album to the
other on their respective birthdays
-Like that moment of creative
fulfillment when I inked down my own version of the final book weeks before the
release of Deathly Hallows
-Like that moment of
insomniac fanaticism when I left my house a little after 4 am in order to pick
my copy of Deathly Hallows
-Like that moment of extreme
involvement when I set up a Facebook page (Harry Potter flows in my blood) and
took it past 4,50,000 fans
-Like that moment of mindless
dreaminess when I dreamt that I was sitting inside a cab with Voldemort sitting
on the front seat, wearing a bunch of keys on his ears (as those keys were keys
to his Horcruxes)
-Like that moment of
extremism when I went to Goa with a bunch of people I had met on Facebook pages
and knew them mostly through their nicknames (like I was 'Chocolate Rats',
named on the lines of 'Chocolate Frog')
-Like that moment of
irrepressible literary urge when I penned down HP fan-fics and even promoted
shampoo products like Garnier by making Snape as its mouthpiece
And sigh, like this moment of
reminiscence when I look back fondly at those -bygone years and bygone deeds
and write this long post to t2
Regards
Ritesh Agarwal
