With The Fungus Gone.

The Harry Potter series has come to an end and its time to say the customary.The past few days my blog stats have been wierd with abnormally high number of people being referred to the blog,generally its God forsaken.The reason ,I soon discerned was that this last book has created so much hype around it that people who never said potter before suddenly want to jump in the wagon and say I read the last book too.Which means they are actually trying to find out as much about the series as possible and  searching for something like’About Harry and his friends’ and the like.The only glitch is that you will have to read the preceeding six tomes before coming to the last.Its just amusing to see these people try though.My advice to them is simply -Wiki you will get the plot in ten minutes and thats the most you will probably ever find.But then thats hardly the spirit of the Potter books.

The day after the twenty first I was wondering if I had the remotest idea of what would happen to Harry when I first read her books exactly seven years back.To tell the truth I didnot.She had truthfully delivered on all the minutest clues she had littered  across six books.The twin cores,Harry’s blood,Snape,Dumbledore’s murky past,the power the Dark Lord knows not,the taboo on saying’Voldemort’ ,so on and so forth- all had been clinically accounted for.Except the last Ekta Kapoor like nineteen year leap and the frivolities ,the last book did not flatter to deceive.Harry had truly grown up and had taken us along a remarkable journey.

Victorie,Hugo and Rose not withstanding its simply time to ask each other ‘have you read the seventh’ and in the same breath stop and say thank you JKR.

A magic beyond all we do here-Albus Dumbledore,Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone

Its time for the last book to be unveiled this month end and with that millions of fans worldwide would possibly be saying goodbye to Harry and his friends for the last and final time.Such instances always build an anticipation in you and sometimes make you nostalgic.It has been a long journey marked with joy and irritation ,wonderment and laughter equally.I was always afraid that I would grow out of Harry Potter before she finished the series.Thankfully,I haven’t.
It’s fuuny now that I started reading the first book of the series in a most unexpected manner.It was more by accident and makes me cringe sometimes to think of it.I was in the ninth standard and one of my friends had the first four books of Harry Potter.Though he tried to convince me to read, it had no impact on me.But when I came to know another girl in the class whom I well..did not get along with that much wanted to read it,I went back to the first book and started, simply to incense her.(I know..I was a super brat or whatever but theres a certain joy in some abominations!).
I never kept it down after that.I read the four books in a matter of a week through Pongal,surreptiously under the desk in class,in between periods well almost all the time.And I was also worrying that I was not preparing for my annual exams which were a month and a half away and some teacher might catch me reading it ,much to to the laughter of my friends.(I told you I was a brat and an immature git and a sincere geek and more.)
when I look back at my school days that one week in january stands out conspicously and sweetly.Funnily though I was never that sincere afterwards..
since then I have read and re-read them and its been magical beyond all that I have ever read so far..