Harry Potter : The Boy Who Changed Lives.

Yes, fiction does have the ability to change someone’s life. For the greater good.
Some time ago, I was just any other teen, who had problems with life and school. I used to crib about it, a lot.
And then, I read Harry Potter. And by far, that’s the best thing I’ve done all my life.
It changed me completely. It changed my perspective of seeing things. It changed my perspective of seeing people.
Earlier, the sunrise and sunset weren’t of much importance. But now they convey a whole different meaning. Earlier, best friends were just best friends, now they’re life. Earlier, school was just about studying and studying; now it’s about inspirational teachers. Earlier, introverts were awkward; now, they’re the best of people. Earlier, Harry Potter was just another series, now; it’s a way of life.
I don’t feel lonely anymore, for I have the whole lot of witches and wizards by my side. Be it anything, I can count upon Lupin, Sirius, Dumbledore, and all the others for words of wisdom.
When I complain about waiting for long to get something, I realize that Ginny did it too. Without any complaints. When I complain about having to sacrifice, I realize that Snape sacrificed himself for the love of his life. When I complain about being far from the people I love, I realize that Sirius was distanced from his own world for 12 long years. When I complain about facing dejection, I realize that Lupin faced dejection at every step of his life.
I’m now a completely different person and I’ve finally realized, that, “Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.”
Thank you, J.K.Rowling. Thank you, for Harry Potter. Thank you for changing our lives.


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