of fiction and fact

i have not blogged for a week.
why?
see..i do want to say one of the following

a. the secret service contacted me and wanted me to solve a cryptic code which they had been struggling with for months. they had heard of my genius capabilities and knew that i was the person for the job. i solved the code in a record 72 hours and was offered a permanent place as the head secret service code solver (something like that anyway ) and have only just got back.
b. one of the members of the jury for the booker prize stumbled across my blog and was completely captivated by my unique and fascinating style of writing. i was in france recieving my award and the million pound cash prize. jennifer aniston approached me to write her autobiography and i have only just got back.
c. i was walking along the road when steven spielberg came up to me and offered me the lead role in his next (hopefully) oscar winning movie. i was in l.a. signing the deal and met george clooney who took me on a trip to his malibu house and i have only just got back.

but..this being real life and me not being God and the real God having taken it upon himself to convert my life into his own personal comedy series..
the correct answer is (sadly)

d. none of the above

nope.. you see.. i was re-reading ' Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince '
ah ..i see it.. a few smirks.. surreptious glances and much nodding of heads ..
so yes.. i am a harry potter fan.. a huge one.. and the prouder for it..
suffice it to say..anybody who hasn't read this book is missing out on one of the most magical experiences of their lives.
so sue me (no please don't.. think of my future children ..)
anyway..
dumbledore dies.
it was expected ..yeah.. yeah..but still , nothing prepared me for the shock .
the first time i read the book..i sobbed as if my heart would break when dumbledore died..
(note to non-harry-potter-fans: please don't refer me to the nearest asylum , think of my future husband who won't be able to cook for himself and will have to survive on carrots and tomatoes)

when i re-read the book.. i thought i would be immune to the inevitable.. in fact re-reading the book was the equivalent of me patting myself on the back and saying 'get on with it you duff;'

but oh no....nothing doing.. i sobbed once again...
dumbledore is the embodiment of all that is pure and good and strong in this world..to see him so heartlessly crushed was more than i could bear..
i know he's a fictional character.. no more real than my secret admirer.
.. .. but no other character has ever felt more real to me
so this is my personal tribute to dumbledore..
he was my hero and will always remain my most loved charcater ever.
i pray and hope that somehow..in some way..dumbledore is magically revived in the last book.
a world of harry potter without dumbledore is just unimaginable..
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on a lighter note:
i went for a small interview on friday.. just for a small part time job
i did NOT want to go.. even though i had applied (rather half-heartedly) for the job i really did not expect to get an interview call..
i was panicked and i was angry ..
plus it was raining and i was supposed to take the bus.. great!
i reached my destination nervous ,cold and wet but with a huge smile plastered to my face .
i was told the manager was supposed to interview me and i had a vivid vision of a fat ,bald guy with a walrus mustache , smoking cigars and telling me how pathetic i am .
dear lord.. get me out of here!

but surprise.. surprise.. the ' manager ' was a young guy with all the hair on his head intact and no hint of a cigar or a mustache..
he was sweet , he was really smart and he was CUTE!!
i was struck speechless at this unexpected fortune.. such things do not happen to me.. i repeat .. such things do not happen to me
you mean to say i would be spending 45 minutes alone in a small cabin talking to this guy.. oh my gawd!
i almost passed out with the adrenaline rush ..
anyway , the interview was great fun .. glenn ( that was his name ) was really easy to talk to and best of all , when he escorted me downstairs , we got stuck in the lift for a few minutes ..
could it get any better??

don't ask me if i got the job..coz frankly i don't care..
i'd rather give a few more interviews ..