Story time 📖😂
So this goes back to when I was in 8th grade and a Byju’s counsellor had come to my house to pitch their course. You know the typical scene — parents sitting seriously on the sofa, the counsellor trying to sell dreams, and me, the co
Once upon a time, not in a castle, but on a delayed train, sat a broke single mom with a wild idea about a boy wizard. That woman? J.K. freaking Rowling. That idea? Harry Potter.
She had a story burning in her chest and rejection letters stacking on
