it takes roughly from a diary entry on January 16 at 11:22pm
“There are all kinds of courage,” said Dumbledore, smiling. “It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends. I therefore award ten points to Mr. Neville Longbottom.”
…It was the best evening of Harry’s life, better than winning at Quidditch or Christmas or knocking out mountain trolls…he would never, ever forget tonight.
Well, I’ve finished the first book of Harry Potter series. Of course I’d seen the movie before, but then a book is a book. Isn’t it? And I didn’t quite expect me to have moist eyes at the end of it.
Yes, this book was charming enough to feel sad at the end. Guess I’d enough reserves of childishness to go through this one at the least twice. And I also understand now why Harry Potter is so well-known around the world.
‘Cause somewhere down the line, everyone relates to Harry as himself. ‘Cause everyone believes or hopes there lies something extraordinary within them which needs to be explored & unraveled before the waiting world. Harry is special because he brings our childhood back to us. Harry is special because everyone is.
Thank you Ms Rowling. Thanks a lot.
Born in New Delhi, India in 1980 and is a retired pessimist (still) living in New Delhi. He has Haryanvi ancestors, a Punjabi girlfriend, friends all over the world, two (or more) yet to be born children, (many) memories of (many) pet dogs and no cats ever. He holds an honours degree in English Literature from the University of Delhi and creates advertisements for paying the bills. His interests are universal, and include: living, eating, sleeping and when not sleeping, daydreaming. Other abiding interests include reading, writing, street photography, newspaper editorials, watching the moon and planning trekking trips that never materialize.