"Finally got my hands on the new Potter book. Can't wait to read it!"
"OMG! I literally screamed when the Amazon guy delivered the Cursed Child!"
"Goodbye world! Talk to y'all tomorrow."
These could very well be messages from my 15-year-old cousins back in Chandigarh. Except they're not.
They are just three of the many status messages flooding my Facebook newsfeed as I write this.
Now, we all know that Harry Potter And The Cursed Child just released, and it looks like all my friends are really keen to know how things have been rolling in the wizarding world.
Even the We-Hardly-Use-Facebook bandwagon has suddenly come out of nowhere, grandly announcing that they've read the book in one night. ONE NIGHT!
Which got me thinking. Have we - the '90s kids - really refused to grow up?
Kids these days don't know the excruciating wait for a new Harry Potter book that could stretch on for months and years (no, the wait for the new season of GoT doesn't count).
They haven't experienced the excitement of finally getting their hands on the book.
They don't know what it's like to stay up all night and read it in one sitting.
But we've been there and done that. And we don't mind doing it over and over again, even when we are twenty fucking five.
And that's the thing about us '90s kids. We keep our Harry Potters and our Finding Dorys close to our hearts. We love our Pikachus and Charmenders and we take them very, very seriously.
We get nostalgic about Looney Tales and Captain Planet and love pithoo more than we'll ever love Angry Birds.
So where does this leave us? Have we really grown up? Will we ever grow up?
We crib about how TV these days is ruining the good ol' Cartoon Network as we knew it.
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