Thoughts on Umbridge

Thoughts on Dolores Umbridge
Read more of this post here.

Do you hate Umbridge? Does she make your skin crawl?

I do. I hate her more than I hate periods.
Here are the reasons why-

Thoughts on Umbridge

This post is a part of a blogging competition called BloCo. It’s the second last day of the competition today. And I could actually win it.

If you could go on this link and hit the like button should you like the post, that would be splendiferous of you!

I will be back here soon. Let me just get done with those pesky exams.

I miss y’all.

Love,
Mia/ theintrovertedschmuck

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A Day of Birthdays

Today is the holy day of my people. Well, it would be if Harry Potter were a religion.

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Happiest Birthday to Mr Harry Potter!

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Happiest Birthday to Mr Neville Longbottom!

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Happiest Birthday to their creator, the Queen J.K. Rowling!

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Thank you for teaching me to pout :*

Happiest Birthday to my friend, Jyoti!

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Happiest Blog Birthday to RavenclawSam!

Huzzah all the birthday people! I love you!

Infinity

“After all this time?”

“Always.”

It is said that Rowling told a better love story in these 5 words than Meyer told in 4 books. Snape manages to undo nearly all wrongs he did with this one word (though I won’t ever forgive him for the way he treated Neville). Rowling sort of romanticized ‘always’ for all Potterheads. So this divides the world into two types of people: People who reply with ‘always’ and people who reply with ‘forever’, when they are asked ‘Will you love me the same way in future?’.
Basically, what one is trying to say, irrespective of whether you say ‘always’ or ‘forever’, is the fact that my love for you transcends everything else and I’ll love you at all times, on all occasions, for all future times. Thus comes in the concept of “Infinity”.

People who say love is stupid have something to rejoice. On one hand, we have Einstein who said that, “Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I’m not sure about the former.” and on the other hand, we have people saying “My love for you is infinite.” Putting two and two together, it ain’t hard to say that love is stupid. I don’t believe that love is stupid. It may be expressed in stupid ways by stupid people but the very idea, the very concept of love isn’t stupid. The same goes for infinity. We may laugh at people who promise to be with one another for infinity but somewhere in the deep, dark corners of our heart, we are yearning to hear those words ourselves.

For me, the concept of infinity is a bit scary. What scares me is the fact that what if this promise is just another lie. I once read a quote somewhere – “I’m not afraid of heights, deep water or love. I’m afraid of falling, drowning or broken heart.” I’m not averse to making promises, but make promises you can keep. When you promise something to someone, they start having expectations from you. You just can’t go about making promises and then not fulfilling those expectations.
I feel it to be very ironic that things which are thought to be infinite need to be expressed in finite ways. As in, love which is thought to be infinite, needs to expressed with finite things such as gifts or flowers. Some like Shah Jahan build monuments like Taj Mahal for the ones they love while some like Shakespeare declare that “Not marble, nor the gilded monuments Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme; But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept stone, besmear’d with sluttish time.”  It is not that I’m against expressing love, it is just that I find it amusing. It just highlights that fact that opposites not only attract each other but are also necessary for each other’s survival. What is a hero without a villain, Yang without Yin?

Every person on this earth has a finite number of days to live. But yet, in those finite days, we experience moments of infinity, moments where we feel we have everything.  Why can’t we promise each other these moments of infinity rather than complete infinity? I know what I want. I would rather have someone promising me infinity in these finite days rather than love for infinity. Because those moments of inifinity aren’t easy to forget, what is easy to forget is the promise of infinity. If someone ends up breaking my heart, I would rather like to write “I am thankful for the little infinity we had.” rather than shedding tears because I was promised infinity and what I got was finity.

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Back again with a post for my Blog Birthday. This one is by my college mate and fellow Fangirl Mallika. She is a brilliant writer and a terrific friend.

The word chosen by her was of course ‘Infinity’. There is so much of possibility in that one tiny word ‘infinity’.

Go visit her blog – The Confused Soul. I’m sure she’ll appreciate all your comments and appreciation.

The Epic Reads Tag

Thank you so much Ravenclawsam at A Blast of Random for tagging me! I had the biggest fun in writing this post.

1) If you could invite one author and one of their fictional characters to tea, who would you like to invite and what would you serve them?
I love this question! Well, what I would actually love is a full scale tea party with all my favorite characters and authors (Jane Austen-Elizabeth Bennet, J.K. Rowling-Luna Lovegood,  Meg Cabot-Princess Mia, Sophie Kinsella-Becky Bloomwood, etc).
But if I have to choose, I’d go for Scarlett O’Hara and Margaret Mitchell from Gone with the Wind.

First thing that I will probably blurt out will be-
Do you and Rhett finally end up together??????????? (Raised to infinity)
Because, c’mon folks, who doesn’t ship Scarlett and Rhett?
I definitely do.

And Scarlett O’Hara is badass. She’s a survivor and a fighter. I love her.

With Margaret Mitchell, I will basically try to test a theory I have. It goes like every character is in some parts the author. So I’ll probably end up comparing Scarlett and Margaret.

Also-

Maybe I could dress up too?

The Civil war era dresses are so pretty! Maybe I could dress up too?

As to what I would serve them, it would have to be whatever my mum cooks. Probably cakes.

2) Which book do you wish the author would write a prequel for?

I’d go for the Marauders. But there’s also the whole Ned Stark backstory. I would love to read in detail about the Greyjoy Rebellion and Robert Baratheon’s overthrowing of the Mad King. There’s some serious action and bloodshed there.

And we might finally find out the truth about Jon Snow.

Credits- Vogelspinne from Deviantart

Credits- Vogelspinne from Deviantart

3)  Which two characters (NOT from the same book) do you think would make a good couple?

I don’t know! I don’t want to risk sinking ships!

Maybe Luna Lovegood from Harry Potter and Rachel Elizabeth Dare from Percy Jackson? Both of them have really unique personalities. Luna and Rachel could be one of those funky couples who do their own thing. Their own thing includes defeating Dark Lords and Evil Titans and buying blue hair brushes and radishes by the dozen.
I can literally imagine them living in New York and being all artsy and weird-cool.

4) If you ran into your favorite author on the subway and could only say one sentence to them who is it and what would it be?

I will fall to George R.R. Martin’s feet and say “Please don’t kill Jon Snow!”

5) What book made you a reader and why?

I don’t really remember the exact moment I fell in love with stories. One of the earliest memories of books I have is of my beautifully illustrated book of Hansel and Gretel. I used to stare at the picture of the chocolate house for hours!

But the first book I read all by myself was ‘The Mystery of the Spiteful Letters’ by Enid Blyton. I was in the hospital for some viral fever and infection. Mum normally read out the book for me but that afternoon she was at home. I was bored (contrary to Grey’s Anatomy, hospitals are pretty non-dramatic) so I started reading it. Never stopped.

6) Your bookshelf just caught fire. What is the one book you would save?

That’s literally my worst nightmare! I won’t be able to stop at one book; I’ll try to save them all. But I will start the rescue mission with my copy of Persepolis followed by my Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows and then Stardust and Sheets because I have an author-signed copy with a really cute message.

7) Which dystopian world would you want to live in and why?

Definitely none. The word ‘dystopian’ scares the horseradish out of me. I don’t think I’ll survive for a minute in the Hunger Games or anywhere in Panem for that matter except maybe the Capitol. Divergent is pretty crazy too.

I guess if I had to choose, then it would have to be the world of The Selection trilogy. It’s relatively safe and I’ll at least have my head on my shoulders.

The world of The Giver Quartet seems pretty okay too. Except for the fact that it’s colorless and too regularized. What is the point of the living in a world without colors or happiness or love?

So definitely, The Selection. It doesn’t hurt that Prince Maxon is pretty hot.

8) What is your most Epic Read of all time?

This question spells dilemma. I honestly can’t pick one. I’ve read so many amazing books.

Maybe the Harry Potter series?

Probably the Harry Potter series.

But A Song of Ice and Fire series is getting there. I’ve read just two books and I’m already so obsessed. I am pretty sure I’ll lose my sanity once I complete the series.

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This was so much fun! Thanks again Sam!

I further nominate-

The Vocal Wallflower

sherlockianbooklover

Infinity reads

By Hook or By Book

A Geek with a Passion for Stage

Anyone else who wants do this tag, go ahead! It’s the most fun thing I’ve done in quite some time (other than reading Manga).

Drop links to your Epic Reads Tag posts in the comments below.

Cheers and have a phenomenal day (or night depending on your timezone),

Mia

Why do Authors kill characters?

No, I’m not listing down reasons for the death of characters. I know it’s because people die, death is natural, feels for the readers, blah blah blah.

But honestly?

I hate it when authors kill characters. Especially the good ones. And all of them do it. Especially all the top YA ones. Want proof?

Here you go …

This post is spoiler ridden because I have no idea how to do this otherwise.

spoiler alert

1) J.K. Rowling

She gets the numero uno position because c’mon! All the Harry Potter series deaths have been devastating on a different level altogether. It started with James and Lily Potter, then Cedric Diggory, Sirius (I need a tissue!), Dumbledore (I need tissues, emphasis on the ‘s’), Hedwig, Lupin, Tonks, Fred and Snape! Now I need at least a dozen packets of tissues.

But, yeah, The Queen knows how to kill characters.

2) George R R Martin

He is almost at par with JKR (Ooo! That rhymed!). I mean, the honorable man up there warning people about the spoilers? Yep, Martin killed him. HE KILLS NED EFFING STARK! And Robb Stark! And Catelyn Stark! And Khal Drogo! And God-knows-how-may-more. Me? I’ve just read two books and watched two seasons. Can I tell you a secret? I’m actually scared of reading further.

George R R Martin 😥

3) Suzanne Collins

Rue dies!
Prim dies!
Finnick dies!
Ares dies!
Do I need to say anything more?
Okay Ares was a bat. But he was the best damn bat that ever lived!

4) Rick Riordan

Okay, so he isn’t that cruel when it comes to killing characters. But Bianca and Zoe! And Beckendorf! And Silena! And Luke! I ended up not hating Luke. Weird, but he was a hero in the end.
And Blood of Olympus definitely has someone dying. It was there in the prophecy, so he’s getting there.

5) John Green

The only thing I’ll say is ‘Augustus Waters’.

6) Veronica Roth

She killed the main protagonist! It can’t get more painful than this.

So why am I ranting about authors and dead characters?

I finished reading The Giver quartet today. The third book in the series- Messenger made me cry buckets. Yeah, someone dies. But even the death was so beautifully written! I officially love Lois Lowry!

God, I’m sleepy. I’ve not been sleeping well for the past few days. Bizarre dreams that suspend me somewhere between sleep and alertness.

I hate such dreams. Honestly, once I dreamed about locking up Billie Joe Armstrong in the lift. Not that I will ever do that when I’m awake. Dreams are way too weird at times.

Anyway, do you think any other author deserves to be in this list? Tell me in comments!

Ramble Schamble

I just returned from college and boy,am I exhausted!

I had lectures from 10 am (so I left home at 8) to 2pm. After the lectures I had to stay back for a meeting of my sociology group project. That was a bit of a flop because hardly anyone turned up. It wasn’t a complete waste because we (…I) wrote a letter requesting permission for shooting at a certain location.

Then we chilled for some time and I split a plate of noodles with a friend. Those noodles made me feel human again.

Then! I went shopping! 😀

It wasn’t for me. I’ve got a cousin visiting from Dubai. So mom asked me to buy her a pretty necklace. And one for her sister.

This one is for my cousin –

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And this one is for her sister (also my cousin  XD )

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Both my cousins are beautiful like fairies so these necklaces are perfect for them! I hope they love them!

And while at it, I ended up buying something for myself. If you love shopping but don’t want to end up spending money for any reason at that time, don’t ever go to Colaba Causeway. Seriously, that place is a siren for shoppers.

My necklace-

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Yeah, I have a thing for skulls.

They’re awesome!

I started my journey homeward with my professor sitting in front of me in the train. It actually wasn’t awkward.

Now, I’m home. I’m writing a post which I’ll soon post. Then I’ll probably end up watching three episodes of Game of Thrones. I’m just about to finish s2 and Theon has been a bad, bad boy (or a big stupid jerk or the word that starts with ass and ends with hole). I know what happens next but I still can’t wait!

I love Harry Potter but I can’t discuss it as much as I can discuss Percy Jackson or Game of Thrones. Percy Jackson, I think, because there is so much excitement and anticipation for the very last book about Percy and co.

I am going to miss them so much! My OTP! Percabeth!!! How am I supposed to function without all that sass from Wise Girl and Seaweed Brain! And Nico! And Leo! Does Caleo happen???  What about Jason and his bricks? And Frank and his stick! And Hazel and her jewels! And Piper!

I cannot wait!

I’ve heard rumors that Nico gets POVs! How awesome is that!

Also there is a Book Sale in the city I might go to tomorrow. My friend got books at 90% off! Can you friggen believe it?????

Book sales, books, good book bargains, bookstores, bookmarks, authors, goodreads, bookoholics and every other thing related to books makes me happy.

On the news and new friends front, I’m a nerdfighter now! I watch the Vlogbrothers. I am pretty nerdy. I think nerds have more awesome than jocks or decepticons. And, I have nerdy glasses!

A friend added me to a group of nerdfighters on Whatsapp and the other nerdfighters are bursting with awesome! It’s just so great to interact with like-minded people!

Game of Thrones has finally succeeded in winning me over with its allure. I’ll sign off now and spend some time gazing at Jon Snow’s mysteriously handsome face.

DFTBA, all you amazing people out there!

Five Book Characters I hate with all of my heart

Aren’t there some book characters who you wish die a gruesome death? Or maybe just get kicked in their balls? Or get their eyebrows plucked (That is painful).

I wish such terrible fates on these 5 characters-

5) Keith from ‘Thirteen Little Blue Envelopes’ and ‘The Last Little Blue Envelope’ by Maureen Johnson- Read ‘The Last Little Blue Envelope’ and you’ll understand what an arse he is. I actually liked him in Book 1 but I really hated him in Book 2. He was absolutely despicable. And mean.

Unfortunately, I don’t have an image for Keith but ‘Thirteen Little Blue Envelopes’ and ‘The Last Little Blue Envelope’ have such pretty covers!

The one with the good Keith

The one with the good Keith

Keith is a jerk in this one! But Oliver is awesome! <3

Keith is a jerk in this one!
But Oliver is awesome! ❤

4) Octavian from 'Heroes of Olympus' series by Rick Riordan- He is a teddy bear slaughtering maniac. Do I need to say anything more? Oh yes. He kills stuffed Pandas.

Evil, I tell you, evil

3) George Wickham from ‘Pride and Prejudice’ by Jane Austen- Talk about slimy.

George Wickham from 'Pride and Prejudice' starring Keira Knightley

George Wickham from ‘Pride and Prejudice’ starring Keira Knightley

George Wickham from the webseries 'Lizzie Bennet Diaries' He was much much hotter in this one. Equally scandalous though.

George Wickham from the webseries ‘Lizzie Bennet Diaries’
He was much much hotter in this one. Equally scandalous though.

2) Dolores Umbridge from ‘Harry Potter’ by J.K. Rowling- Talk about being a nauseating sadistic bitch.

She makes pink evil

She makes ‘pink’ evil

1) Cersei and Joffery Baratheon (Lannister) from “Game of Thrones’ by George R R Martin- Okay, I need a moment. I am so overwhelmed with hatred. Arrrrrgh! I hate them! I hate them! They deserve what happens to them. They had it coming.
How could she do that to Ned Stark?

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And how dare he beat up Sansa! What a stupid spoilt pig!

Just look at him ...Argh!

Just look at him …Argh!

God, I hate them!

My Harry Potter Story

Honestly? I don’t know if I am a Potterhead. But Harry Potter is one of my favourite books ever! I used to be so obsessed that I was bullied as a kid. Anyway, my point is that everyone has a Harry Potter Story. Here’s mine.

My mum was the awesome aunt who gifted Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone to my cousins. Back then, I couldn’t even read ( I was 2). They read it; they loved it. All of us went for the movie together. I loved it so much! It was exhilarating! I remember Daniel Radcliffe’s smile at the end and the troll on Halloween.

My cousins continued reading the series. Whenever I would visit them, they would be having these lengthy discussions with their mum (my aunt). I knew the entire sixth book even before I read the first.

During one such visit, I was bored to tears. So my aunt offered me some of my cousins’ books to read. Eager to follow their footsteps and desperate to be a part of the discussions, I immediately started with the Harry Potter 1. The very copy that had been gifted by mum.

I read a chapter and stopped. The first time I read Harry Potter, I found it boring and very different from the movie. Mind you, the first chapter is about the Dursleys in all their muggle glory.

Six months later, I decided to try again. Mum got the first book from the library. I read it. I loved it.

Back then I was a good girl who read only during vacations. So in three vacations-summer, Diwali and Christmas, I finished six books of Harry Potter.

Somewhere along the line I started buying the books. The first Harry Potter I owned was ‘Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire’. I remember going to a second book shop in Santa Cruz with my mum and buying it. It was old with yellowed pages. But it was mine. I think I was 10 then.

Let’s fast forward to the summer of 2007.

It was the very first time I had visited a big, magnificent mall alone with my friends (well, er, almost. Two of my friends’ mums had come along but they sat in crosswords while we roamed all alone! ).  It was a whole lot of fun! We had great food, stole some hearts (literally, cloth ones tho) from a Make your own Teddy shop. And we went to Crosswords.

It was the first time I had visited such a huge bookstore. I was absolutely enchanted. I soon lost myself in one of the many aisles. I had almost no money left with me. But the temptation to buy a book was hard to resist. I bought the kids version of Jane Eyre worth Rs 30 from the change at the bottom of my purse. So when I went to the counter to pay the bill, I saw an advertisement.

There was a super special sale at Crossowords. The latest and the last Harry Potter book that was coming out the following month was being sold for a special price of Rs. 950.

I never wanted anything as bad as I wanted the book.

That day, I went home and begged, literally begged my parents to buy me the seventh Harry Potter book. I cried, I pleaded, I made promises to be a god girl for the rest of my life and I promised to score 90% marks in all my exams henceforth but to no avail.

My mum thought that paying 1000 bucks for a book was way too much. My heart broke.

But then my uncle came to the rescue. See, I’m one of those lucky people to have their birthdays in the month of July. Guess what I got as a birthday gift that year?

YES! HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS!

MY KAKA (uncle) IS THE BEST KAKA IN THE WORLD!

I remember the day. I had accompanied my mum in visiting her aunts. I don’t remember what I had been doing when my mum got the call. It was kaka and he asked us to come downstairs. We went and there he was in the silver Indica holding out a plastic bag…

I won’t tell you what I did next. It was some demented, hardcore fangirling. Demented, I tell you, demented.

It was the end of July. I had my first unit test in August. Mum being my mum locked up the book in her cupboard. I was to read the book once I was done with my exams.

Did that happen?

Nope.

My mum left for work every morning. I knew the hiding place of the book. Haha.

Everyday I took out the book and read all day. I put it back in just before 7 pm. It was a covert operation. No one was to know that I was reading the Harry Potter.

By the time mum found out, I was more than halfway through the book. So she let me finish it.  Anyway that was the first time in had broken rules. Harry Potter made me a badass 😛

I remember obsessing over all the newspaper articles about it. I remember dancing around for a day when JKR declared the Harry Potter encyclopedia.

A few months later, my dad took me book shopping. So far, I owned two Harry Potters. He bought me the remaining five books. Then I had to go to school. I couldn’t wait for school to be out so that I would be able to reread the entire Harry Potter series. The moment I reached home, I started. It was awesome.

Rereading the Harry Potters is always awesome. Now it’s like visiting old friends and recounting our escapades and adventures.

I love my copy of Book Seven so much! Last year, I reread till Harry Potter and the Half blood Prince. I have a strong urge to reread Deathly Hallows now. I miss my childhood buddies :’)

Adi

If you ask me, my fatal flaw would be that I can’t keep secrets about myself. If I were a celebrity, my fans would know every single detail of my life. I would hound myself more than the paparazzi.

I have been called self -obsessed due to this. Am I actually self-obsessed? 

Maybe. But for me it’s like either I talk about myself-a lot, or I don’t talk at all. I’m absolutely mum.

So I have a habit of pouring out my life history to random strangers. But not every random person I come across has this privilege of getting to know me,  if I may call it a privilege. 

I have to be extremely comfortable in my listener’s company. Otherwise I’m dull and boring. Really.

Have you experienced that moment when you initiate a conversation and make a friend for life? Like a friend indeed friend.

My first year of college had just begun. Barely a month had gone by and I already was drifting apart from my first group of friends.

I had gone to the German lecture. We were being taught how to ask a person their address and how to respond to the above question.

“Wo wohnst du? ” asked one of my classmates.

“Ich wohne in Dahisar.” Replied the girl next to her.

Oh my God! Dahisar! That is where I live! So I had to go and talk to this chick. Which I did.

Her name was Aditi and she did not like wearing raincoats. (It was the last lecture and it was raining)

We took the same train and sat next to each other. I swear to God, I have never talked as much as I talked that day. To anyone.

I told her about all my friends, my views on twilight (not a twiheart), my favorite book (Harry Potter then and now…Always), my favorite band (Green Day), my family, my pets and God knows what else.

Almost a year later, when I was hanging out at Adi’s place, she told me that she had never seen anyone talk that much before. Especially me. Because I don’t talk a lot usually.

We just connected, you know? It was like we were meant to be friends. I am so grateful that we are friends. Adi is one person I can’t do without.

Even though she doesn’t like Harry Potter.

Even though she thinks Twilight is a really good book.

Even though our opinions contradict a lot.

Adi is my lobster. She’s my best friend.

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