Demented and Potty
For those of you in the know, the heading is a pun taken from the Harry Potter books. Yes, I have succumbed to the 'heady' buzz surrounding the series, and have been an avid fan ever since. Imagine, I actually went through the first 4 books 23 times each, cos I was so hooked by the pen of J K Rowling. Got my copy of the Half-Blood Prince yesterday (its launch date). So I holed myself up over this weekend and cancelled most social activities to hole myself up at home to finish reading the book. Ahh, the lengths I would go to.....
But strangely enough, as I devoured the penultimate book in the series, I found myself starting to lose the enthusiasm and fervour I had for the entire series. Perhaps it's just me, but the heady mix of magic, fantasy (witchcraft) and with some 'hidden' values like familial ties, loyalty and friendship were what drawn me to it (for the first 3 books at least - loved Quidditch). However, from the 4th book onwards, as it veered more towards the darker side of things and issues, the books became 'heavier'. The Half-Blood Prince was depressing, and in all honesty, somehow the underlying current of good triumphing over evil was no longer there. Yeah, Harry Potter has to grow older, and deal with issues such as teenage angst and loves (that was pretty interesting), but it got progressively darker. Somehow, I find myself at a stage where I am no longer under its spell, and I would like to read the final book just so I can complete the series, and not with so much fervour anymore. It's been too many years....
On another note, this weekend had indeed been one with quite a bit of revelations for me. I was most reluctant to turn up for prayer meeting, as I had felt that I went there merely to fall in line with the requirements, and did not really have the heart to do so. Albeit I turned up with a somewhat grudging heart (I could think of other things I would like to do then - continuing to plough through the Half-Blood Prince being one of them), He really dealt with me during the prayer meeting. Subsequently, when I went for a Bible class today, He also dealt with me there when I had least expected it. I really need to process this through, as I figured I had become so reliant on my 'head' after I had embarked on my career at the bank I was in, to the extent that I had become so rational and had subdued the compassionate and relational aspect of things.
Oh well....
But strangely enough, as I devoured the penultimate book in the series, I found myself starting to lose the enthusiasm and fervour I had for the entire series. Perhaps it's just me, but the heady mix of magic, fantasy (witchcraft) and with some 'hidden' values like familial ties, loyalty and friendship were what drawn me to it (for the first 3 books at least - loved Quidditch). However, from the 4th book onwards, as it veered more towards the darker side of things and issues, the books became 'heavier'. The Half-Blood Prince was depressing, and in all honesty, somehow the underlying current of good triumphing over evil was no longer there. Yeah, Harry Potter has to grow older, and deal with issues such as teenage angst and loves (that was pretty interesting), but it got progressively darker. Somehow, I find myself at a stage where I am no longer under its spell, and I would like to read the final book just so I can complete the series, and not with so much fervour anymore. It's been too many years....
On another note, this weekend had indeed been one with quite a bit of revelations for me. I was most reluctant to turn up for prayer meeting, as I had felt that I went there merely to fall in line with the requirements, and did not really have the heart to do so. Albeit I turned up with a somewhat grudging heart (I could think of other things I would like to do then - continuing to plough through the Half-Blood Prince being one of them), He really dealt with me during the prayer meeting. Subsequently, when I went for a Bible class today, He also dealt with me there when I had least expected it. I really need to process this through, as I figured I had become so reliant on my 'head' after I had embarked on my career at the bank I was in, to the extent that I had become so rational and had subdued the compassionate and relational aspect of things.
Oh well....
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