👻 Peeeeeeves

He's gone, isn't he? OH GOODIE, my turn at last! No stuffy Baron glaring at me…

Hello Sree, we've met before!
(Well, I have met you before... PEEVES sees all!)

Imagine you are chilling in your room. It's 11:59 pm, just one minute to go before your day starts. And, the clock changes.

A soft, soothing voice whispers a melodious tune into your ears,

'Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday Dear Sremoyee,
Happy birthday to you.'

And you look up, and see your room magically decorated with balloons of different colours...
And you smile, thinking all about the good times you've had in your life, anticipating the day that's about to come...

And then one of the balloons falls on your head. And it explodes, drenching your entire face...

Oh, what a beautiful sight!

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Somebody once told me, if a human is very used to climbing up and down a staircase, all it takes to trip that person is a sudden change of two millimetres in height of just one step.

I didn't believe it. Two millimetres? Only?

And then I saw you, peacefully descending down the library stairs. What a nice test subject!

I decreased just one step, by just two millimetres, and... Voila!

Dhum, Dham, Dhopash!