None of my friends actually understood my obsession with Harry Potter-the world's favourite bespectacled boy wizard. There's a small but significant reason behind why I like the series so much, despite having read every book just once front to back (albeit I've watched every movie at least 50 times). The story goes 9 years in my past, to the year 2001, even before the first Harry Potter movie was released. I'd just been "blessed" with a pair of ugly, dark brown eyeglasses, similar to the ones worn by Harry. I never really got a chance to wear them in school...most of the time they would be an object of playing catch-catch by a few tall bullies in my class. My untidy, fast growing hair earned me many black remarks in my school diary, and I wasn't very happy with the domination I faced because of my small size. And t...