Being a kid of imaginations has it's highs and lows (just like everything else,I guess) but my involvement with Harry Potter series is at a different level unlike anything you can compare with. Though the first book was released in 1997, I got my hands on it only in 2002 after I graduated. Although I liked the book I never saw myself as someone who could get involved with it and live in an imaginary world with all the characters and feel emotional. But Rowling made it happen,as I read the following series I fell in love with it so much that I became opinionated about each of the characters in a way you would if you interacted with them in person.Reading was more fun compared to watching the movie but the cast and crew of the movie did make an honest attempt to bring the characters close and alive to the described ones. Prof.Dumbledore, a great visionary stood out effortlessly for what he was. I missed him after Half Blood Prince ( I must have mourned atleast for a week after his death). I liked all those people who stood by Harry for what they believed in and ofcourse it was very warm and touching. I was almost inside the story with an invisibility cloak on than being just the reader. That's what imagination does to you I guess and it proved to be much more powerful than watching someone else's movie.It was almost a first hand experience to me. I saw myself standing right there watching Harry and Voldemort dueling. I jumped so many times while reading as if I heard a snake hiss right next to me. Each time I read their adventure, I held my breath until they were done escaping. My imaginations were better than the 3D movie because there was another dimension added to it by my grey cells and hence I felt I had a special bonding with each of the characters!
Finally, watching the part-2 was like a closure. When I read the last part I was not sure it was all over just like how you feel if it actually happened to you.It's hard to believe the hard part is over in life,isn't it? But watching the movie felt like a confirmation that it was all over. I felt like all the mixed feelings were coming back to me at the same time. I was happy that the war was over but sad that I had to put an end to living an imaginary life.I was happy that good triumphed over evil but sad that I wouldn't experience an adventure like that again.
Am I crazy???? I'm sure Harry Potter fans will be able to relate to me or anybody who's crazy about something will be able to I guess. I would like to believe I was involved in it though I knew it was happening inside my head. After all my beloved Professor did say " Why isn't it real if it's all happening in your head Harry?" :-)
