I like Harry Potter and I’m not terribly embarrassed by the fact that I enjoy books made for the Tween set. Husband does not like Harry Potter so when the last movie came out I went and saw it in a cineplex in India by myself. I ate my chaat, caramel popcorn and enjoyed the movie, especially after I figured out that I hadn’t inadvertently gone in to the dubbed in Hindi movie.
I went out to dinner with a bunch of girls last night and since I know Husband doesn’t want to go see the movie with me (he will go see the movie with me because he is nice like that) I asked if anyone at dinner liked Harry Potter. I was met with dead silence.
And then one of the girls asked if I was embarrassed for having asked if anyone liked it, since clearly no one did. I said no and then my friend jumped in and said in a Boston accent that, “you guys may not know this but Parsing is wicked smart.” The wicked smart part was actually the only part in a Boston accent. Poor girl felt she had to defend my intelligence based on my love of Harry Potter.
Why is it if I wanted to I could find ten girls to go see He Just Not that Into You or The Proposal and not one for HP?
It makes me miss Random who is always up for a traipse around New Delhi to find the last book in the series on the day of its worldwide release.
