It was the month of September. No special days or events happened or were there yet to happen. After just another mundane day at school, I walked back to my home. Starving to death and tired from the rush, I was surprised to see my mother waiting for me at the door. Weird! She should be busy making tea and baji’s. And she was smiling wickedly. More weird! I asked, ‘What?’. And she giggled. Oh man! Either she turned lunatic or was trying to do make me loony. ‘There’s something on your study table’, she said and burst out laughing. ‘Eh? A gift? But my b’day was months ago’. ‘Go and check molu’.
Entering my room I did not see anything big or distinguishable among my textbooks and entrance materials. At the center was a big post cover (which was opened) with my name and address crawled (my handwriting is better now I come to think about it) on, and it was air-mail. Who on earth would send me an air-mail???
Oh yes! I got a signed photograph and reply letter from Daniel Radcliffe a.k.a Harry Potter. I couldn't breathe properly that time. I Googled and found his address. I had sent him a card and letter on his b’day because I was crazy about him that time- his eyes, his hair, his laugh…Sigh! In the site it was mentioned that Daniel gets an average of about 300 letters a day from all over the world but he will not fail to reply his fans, but it would take about minimum six months to get a reply. Still I got his reply just after three months ;).
I couldn't eat dinner properly that night. I was bursting to call my friends and tell them the big news. But I told them next morning only, after the physics tuition. Naturally, they didn't believe me. After I showed them the letter and photo I was almost beaten to death for not telling them :P (well then I was not sure whether I would get a reply). I had a bit of fun enjoying the ‘J’ factor of my friends :D.
I still do not know whether he was my first crush or just a favorite hero (now I don’t have any :|). It might seem like a silly childhood fantasy coming true for you, but that was one of the special days of my life. I felt as if I saw Santa Claus. I have gotten over my craziness now; but I still look at his signed photograph and letter.
P.S I did not post this to make other HP fans jealous. I just wanted to remember that happy day if I ever feel that there hasn’t been any joyful day for me. Cheers!!! :)
cute, truthful n charming piece... keep it coming..
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