Manvitha's Musings

 I saw you as though you were a drop of sunlight Laughing through moments, a friendship so sweet I loved when you celebrated my wins all night Encouraging and kind like how birds tweet. And then it went dark, I made a mistake. You disappeared. And I wondered,  Was it all fake? And I can love you for the memories you shared and still despise how you left me for the bad ones. Maybe I really am the villain. Attention-seeking, expecting too much.  Or maybe I was a girl who was crumbling, without somebody to hold the pieces together. And I still wonder, was I the one in the wrong? But that voice in my heart sings a different song. Does the laughter make up for when things got bad,  and I had to push through, alone and sad? I wish there was someone who saw my flaws, yet stayed through the tough times,  abiding by no laws. I still think our friendship was too bright,  but the flame was extinguished the moment it was hard to shine.  I'm sorry. 

We've all seen those motivational videos. We've all seen clips of people bouncing back, seemingly stronger, after going through a hard time. It looked empowering on the screen. It looked awesome. It looked like something worth living for. Maybe that's why it hit harder when things weren't like that. When I had tears before the comeback, emotions before the strength, and a heart too restless to breathe, yet too tired to begin. For me, that comeback didn't look like one dramatic moment where I decided to just fix it all. Maybe it's because that's just how life is. You can't force change. You can't expect the rainbow to shine on you when the rain is still quietly pounding in your ears. And yet I don't understand pain is considered a great teacher, an unwavering strength. Because I've learnt from mistakes many times. It just never felt so....glossy and simple for me. I still repeated the same mistakes. I got hurt by the same things. I stayed quie...

             Finding Clarity Amongst The Fandom Noise: Harry Potter And Hermione Granger Hi, I'm Manvitha, a girl who reads books as much as she writes them. You know me; the messy poetess, the young writer. But I really don't want to brag. I've never written something like this before. This is not a story or poem, like I usually write in this blog. It's sort of like---a collection of my experiences and thoughts on......... Harry Potter. Yes, you heard it right. This not a fan fiction. This is rather something about how I got into the Harry Potter series in the first place, what I felt like after being introduced to the Wizarding World after being a Muggle (and also a bookworm) for several years, and whatnot. But this isn't entirely a summary either. This is a representation of my thoughts of a very specific aspect of Harry Potter: the friendship between two of the most important characters of the series----Harry Potter and Hermione Granger.  Now-...