Because Deathly Hallows was almost the death of me.
This blog is an attempt to write down and sort out a few thoughts. However being a student of English Literature for over four years might be hindering the upper-written objective.


Recently, conversations have been turning to subjects like marriage, caste, religion, region and family and what I discover is that all of these matter more than identity. Maybe because they are a part of one's self. Apart from these traditions, there are a few hangups that never leave us and are passed down from earlier generations.
I had never given much thought to what others believe because I always think that thoughts and beliefs are mutable, changing constantly with new experiences. One can never believe that anything is fixed because nothing is. How can anyone believe that our ideas and identities are permanent, when we live in a world that forces us to scrutinize our actions and doubt our ability..



Just a few days to go. I preordered my copy.
~sadness~







