July 18, 2009
When Harry Potter Built The Castle Of Love.....
"Alright, see you then at GIP (Great India Palace, Noida) at 4pm, bye", Tushira chuckled with child like excitement of Hermione as she almost hung up to get ready so that she could be on time.
"Listen...Listen sweetie, what are you wearing today?", Swapnil literally barged into the phone to stop her from putting the phone down, just like Draco Malfoy bumps into Harry Potter at times.
"Clothes Swapnil, what a stupid question!", replied Tushira with a straight face trying to show bit of anger, just like fake anger of Arthur Weasley at times.
"Oh really, i thought people at GIP would have the time of their lives today had you decided otherwise, gosh, how unlucky they would be, poor fellows!", Swapnil retorted with a Hagrid alike grin on his face.
"Shut up, you pervert, now get ready and reach soon, I don't want to be late on our first date, neither i want to miss the starting of Harry potter and the half blood Prince, because if i do, then your are as dead as Voldemort, got it !", Tushira replied with a frothy smile on her face, and put down the phone.
First dates are always special, in anticipation of the unknown, in confirmation of the known, in retrospection of the previous experiences, in introspection of your own thoughts and desires. First dates gives you an idea that sometimes two people are just not meant for each other, or they were always meant for each other. First dates makes you oil those levers and gears of love potions, which makes you snuggle into a wizardry world of playfulness. Tushira and Swapnil were set out today for their first date....
4 hours later....
"Alright, here is your butter popcorn, with an extra spoon of caramel, be happy now!", Swapnil was irritated as it took him ages to get that one packet from the counter.
"oho, sit down na, to hell with pop corn, look at Radcliffe, man he looks so cool while flying", Tushira was flustered as to which place she should concentrate more, the man of her dreams or the man on her date.
"what the hell yaar, it took me good 20 minutes to get this one, and now you don't want it, craap!", Swapnil was fuming with anger, more with a spectacle ridden Harry Potter than with Tushira.
"Oho sweety, we will eat na, i am sorry it took that long, come lets eat", she tried to pacify the situation, not because she was actually worried about him, but because she didn't wanted to miss a moment of Ginny kissing Harry.
Two rows ahead, a couple was sitting who was least interested in the Quidditich match between Gryffindor and Slytherin, they were more interested in exploring each other bodies, the hands were playing a more ferocious game than the on screen match, their tongues were exchanging saliva which surely was more tastier than the pumpkin juice Harry gave Ron Weasley, their fingers wanted to search the zips and the hooks of each other clothes like Ron was searching to stop the goal as the keeper.
Having seeing this uninhibited public display of affection, Tushira was startled, and she came close to Swapnil and whispered..."what the fuck they are doing, I mean look at the boy, he is literally forcing himself on to her, you all guys want one thing kya, anywhere and everywhere, just like hungry pack of wolves".
"So what yaar, they are in a relationship and they have every right to do what they want. And let me tell you God has made us like this, Man falls for physical beauty and women falls for emotional beauty, I can't help it. Didn't you notice how in our Hindi movies, the songs are always in praise of women's physical features, her eyes, her lips, her face, her skin, her hairs.", Swapnil shot back as if someone has shoved a bezoar down his ass, like Harry shoved it down the throat of Slughorn.
"What, does that mean you got attracted to me because of my physical attributes, and not because of what i am as a person, how cheap!" an irked Tushira questioned him back.
"Oh yes baby, you completely butt-fucked me, i was totally gone insane with the machinating mechanism of your swinging ass, it drove me nuts!", Swapnil was getting as sarcastic as possible, akin to Professor Snape.
Tushira passed a wry smile, looked at him and kept quiet. She was happy about one thing, whatever may be the fate of this relationship; Swapnil will always be honest with her. They know each other for three years now, and after months of dilly dallying about their feelings for each other, now they are on their first date. His love towards her will be free flowing like Zambezi over Victoria falls, his love will surely come to her in regular fits and spurts, not like guys who have been hit by the mighty great dam of unfaithfulness. She thanked her stars, and got engrossed in watching the adventures of Harry Potter on screen.
4 hours later...
"Oh so how was your date today evening, baby", Swapnil mouthed into the mobile due to tiredness.
"It was ok, nothing special, i mean not that special", Tushira replied with a half smile on her face.
"So, what you liked in your date today, the drive, the popcorn, the pepsi, or the man." Swapnil asked with a big question mark in his eyes.
"I liked the man. Well, yes and no actually. Yes, because he is a nice person, and No, because he is not like Harry potter. I mean kahan Harry potter, aur kahan My date, not even worth comparing you see.", Tushira replied as if ridiculing her date.
"What the fuck, Harry Potter sucks and you know why, because he can't love you more than me, he can fly on the broom but can't give you comfort there while holding your hands. He can do amazing acrobats using potions, but he can't give you the love potion which keeps you grounded in this materialistic world. He may be brave enough to defeat Voldemort in the end, but he will never be strong enough to defeat our Love for each other, ever in this lifetime."
"Aww, so sweet, I am lucky to have you in my life Swapnil, thanks a lot for a wonderful evening today. It was a real pleasure to be with you." Tushira replied back ecstatically.
"All the pleasure is mine sweetheart, lets sleep and mind you, dreams permitted only with me, no more Harry Potter dreams, alright, sleep well, good night !", and Swapnil disconnected the phone.
Tushira put down the phone, and with a smile on her face opened the laptop, googled "Harry potter and the Half-blood prince free download", started searching for the online version, and said to herself, "Sorry Swapnil, but Harry potter may not be in my dreams, but would surely be in my world when i am awake" and got busy with the downloading the movie.
PS: As the sixth move installment of the Harry Potter series - "The Harry Potter and the half-blood prince" releases worldwide this Friday (I know, i am a bit late in writing this :D), just a small ode of remembrance from my side :P (Btw, i have not watched the movie till now, but having read all seven books, it was a good exercise to recall the whole series in a fictional story :D)
PPS: When i first started writing a fictional story keeping Harry Potter as the background, i created an alternate parallel story - "When Harry Potter Destroyed the castle of Love", But seeing the comments on my last post and having run the risk of people unfollowing me, I decided to change the storyline and post this one :D