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Favorite Quotes from the Harry Potter Books.

My Favorite Quotes from the Harry Potter Series.

Harry Potter is undoubtedly one of my favorite book series. I pick any book from it once in a while to read it again. Re-reading these books is just as enjoyable to me as they were the first time. There are many good quotes in the books but some of them are my favorites.

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1)    This first quote is from the Philosopher’s stone or Sorcerer’s stone. The part where Harry starts sitting in front of the mirror over and over again to see his parents, it is sad. I mean he is eleven years old, so when Dumbledore says this to him it makes perfect sense in the story.

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2)    This one again is from Dumbledore but to be fair he does have many inspirational lines throughout the series. This one is from the Prisoner of Azkaban, it is quite early on in the book and it’s a part of Dumbledore’s speech at the start of the New Year. I just like this quote.

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3)    Order of Phoenix is an intense book because Harry is conflicted, sad and angry after the events in Goblet of Fire. This quote is something Sirius Black says to Harry when Harry opens up about his emotions and it’s perfectly apt for the situation. In a way, it makes Harry realize that he might have a choice.

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4)  This quote is from the seventh and the last book. Yes, another quote from Dumbledore but he has some the best lines throughout. The situation when it is said its a little of a bittersweet situation as its almost at the end. It’s funny yet thoughtful. It appeals to the dreamer in me.

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5) Hermione is such a great character. This is something she says to Harry in the first book when she is 11 years old. It kind of completes a story arc for her character. In the beginning, she is very proud of her intellect, she should be but she accepts she is not perfect during this situation. It shows character growth and that is so satisfying as a reader.

 

There are many more quotes which I really like from the Harry Potter books, the list could go on and on. These are the ones that are my absolute favorites because they fit the context so well and are inspirational in a way.

 

 

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Storytelling to me is…

Storytelling to me is…

 

Stories become a part of our life since infancy and stay with us to the end. Over the years the nature of the stories changes, from the mythical or fantasy stories your grandparents tell you for entertainment to the ones you read for inspiration or simply for the sake of pleasure. We all consume stories and the good stories are the ones which always stay with us for a long time.

If you ask any writer established or amateur about the process of writing, there is little possibility of getting similar answers. The art of storytelling like any other form of art doesn’t come with a specific set of rules. The most important thing to storytelling is the perspective; no two perspectives are the same so if your perspective is different it can never be a repetition. There are some components which can make for an effective storytelling.

Realism is necessary to any form of storytelling whether fiction or non-fiction, there needs to be some element of reality in the story, be it through the plot, setting or any other aspect. The audience should be able to have some connection to the story and by keeping things realistic this part is taken care of.

The next important aspect according to me is the characters; they are the heart of the story, literally. The characters are the ones through which we explore the story so the characterization has to be accurate. The characters should be grounded in reality; the characteristics of the characters should be relatable. When the characters are ideal, it is hard to find common ground with them or feel connected to them because they are far too high on a pedestal.

As a storyteller, it is necessary to spend a fair amount of time on the creation of the plot and the characters because they are most important and often the most difficult part of storytelling. There is no need to follow any other perspective than your own. Every person has different reactions to different situations and interprets the scenarios differently; this individuality must be maintained in storytelling.

Inspiration can be taken from anywhere – folktales, myths, classics etc. Personal life experience itself gives a pool of ideas to draw from and I think it can become the most natural way of storytelling as it is close to the heart. With a sprinkle of imagination and words, a whole new world can be created through storytelling.

Love Untold – Short Story

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She always knew she wasn’t extraordinary. She was never the smartest or the prettiest girl. It never bothered her. She liked being invisible in a sea of people but that always hid her true potential. She walked down the road with her eyes fixed on the ground, she was sure no one ever noticed her but she always noticed everything. She saw everything going around her, studied it, pondered over it and threw a color of her own imagination over it. As any normal girl, she wanted everything she dreamed about. She wanted a career but she also wanted love. She spent most of her time observing Jake. She never approached him but when he was around, her eyes always found him, only him. She knew what she deserved; she knew the ordinary life she would lead. It wasn’t exactly what she dreamed of but it was the life she had. She knew she would never end up with a guy like Jake but she was okay with it. He was smart, polite, funny and his eyes; his eyes kept her awake at night. She saw him from afar but wished to be closer. She dreamed about him a lot. She wanted to be close to him, touch him even if it was just once. In her life, the one person she wanted to notice her was Jake. She was realistic about her expectations. All her life everyone told her what she’s like and what she deserved. Over a period of time, she started to believe it too. And now, it was the truth of her life. “Imagining won’t help you in life, being realistic will.” her mom always told her. It was hard for her to control her fantasies but she tried. It had been hammered into her since she first showed signs of her overactive imagination. Jake though, he was the guy of her dreams. She had never spoken to him but there was something about him that drew her. She didn’t know why she was so fixed on a guy who was in her mind very much out of her league. She didn’t specifically yearn for him. She didn’t know it herself or at least never admitted it but she just wanted someone to accept her wholly for who she was. She never got her family’s unconditional support and that left a scar on her mind.
Jake was everything she thought she wanted but she didn’t really know, did she? And she will never know. As crazy as it sounded even to her, she believed that their paths were meant to cross somehow. Right now, she saw him across the field playing soccer with his friends and she just sat there pretending to read a book. She wondered what it would be like if Jake looked up and their eyes met; would he simply dismiss her. Or would he come and talk to her? She let her imagination run wild. Maybe he will talk to her then ask her out, slowly she’ll fall in love with him even more and this time he would feel the same. He would hold her close, his heart beating just as fast as hers as they stand there staring into each other’s eyes. A thousand different emotions swirling in his eyes that moment she would feel like the most important person in this universe because he was the one who thought she was special. The past wouldn’t matter but her future would change and she’ll be loved for the rest of her life, unconditionally. She realized she was getting way ahead of herself so she made it stop right that moment. She quickly snapped out of her daydream. A special guy like Jake wouldn’t give a single thought; she was nothing special after all just an average girl. Laughing softly at her own thoughts, she decided maybe it was time she left. She got up slowly, glancing at Jake wishing silently for her daydreams to come true and with a heavy heart slipped away.
Jake was tired after playing for a good hour. He ran to stands where he had left his bag. He looked around, trying to be discreet. The girl was here again today. He saw her when she wasn’t looking, her nose buried in the book. She was pretty but that was not what first noticed in her. It was her innocence. She was beautiful no doubt but she always looked so at ease by herself, that it puzzled him. She was a mystery, a one he really wanted to solve. He saw her around all the time by herself reading or studying. He wondered if he should talk to her. He never got the nerve though. One day she was so close to him, he could feel the heat radiating from her body and then she was gone. Jake made a promise to himself that the next time he saw her, he would talk to her and maybe he will know the reasons behind her shy smiles.