Whooooosh…..I fly around my living room on my broom, an old shawl around my neck, wearing a pair of rounded 3D glasses that had been discarded after my last visit to the cinema, my hands around a chopstick that becomes my wand. I pretend to look down and enjoy the marvellous sight below.
And then.
Crash!
The sight below has been replaced with stars- some colourful, some gold and others a funny silver that dances around my hazy vision.
You must have guessed that I had become my favourite wizard, Harry Potter. As I progresses from Harry Potter and the Philosophers stone to his search for The Chamber of Secrets, I was drawn, hook, line and sinker into his magical journey with his friends Hermione and Ron.
However the crash, the coloured stars, my groans and a hurting ankle magically woke me up to realisation.
I am not Harry Potter. I am Siddharth Menon.
I am not with witches and wizards in Hogwarts but I am a proud Modernite from Gems Modern Academy.
I am at home in the company of the magic wand of books.
Sitting on the magical broom of hard work and ambition, I will reach high and touch my dreams.
But that I will do while I still read and enjoy the company of my favourite book – Harry Potter.
Authors Note: This is my first story for my blog. Hope to write more soon!😃
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