Dear Mrs.Rowling

Dear Mrs. Rowling,

Allow me, before anything else, to introduce myself. I am, one might say, one of your prized creations- Ms. G. Only yesterday I was re-reading your excellent biography of our lives- my whole world, so to say. And I was struck by a rather should-be-obvious fact; the gigantic disparity in the two worlds. I have been made to belong to both- the Muggle(non-magic, everyday) and the Wizarding(magical, hidden).

You see madam, meaning no offense, but what exactly was on your mind when you decided to place the whole lot of us in two time-zones? The everyday Muggle world is everything that the end-of-the-20th-beginning-of-21st-century ought to be.It has subways and televisions, phones and for Merlin's sake- electricity! But the wizarding world is woefully medieval. We still wear dress robes, making some of my best friends look awkwardly sissy(especially a tall, freckled and rather good-looking redhead). And then we move absurdly to Dark days- candles! When the whole wide possibility of magically producing electric-bright light was available, you still chose to put us into the half-darkness of candles and torches. And in the age of luxury hostels, a medieval castle complete with ghosts!(not denying the excitement of the latter)

And the most absurd absence of technology? No pens, we still drip ink from quills! I believe the only 'technology' you have allowed the wizarding world is a train, Mr.W's collection of plugs, a few cameras, a flying car and a flying motor bike. Sheer injustice, don't you think, for the redheaded friend of mine to be able to handle a werewolf, but to be utterly bewildered and horrified of using, as he calls it, a felly-tone!

I do agree that some of the things that is 'normal' for the wizarding world is something the technology of Muggle world could possibly never achieve. However, have you never felt that it would have been a if you had permitted us wizards a few more cars, some electricity and other such necessities? It would probably not have scared some if a certain professor weren't swooping down an electrically lit dungeon; for some others to an opportunity to add more suitable invisibility boosters; to not scare Muggles by ringing them up and then shouting at them.

Why did you choose to make us step onto a magical platform at King's Cross, only to thrust us from the 21st century to medieval times, from cars to broomsticks, comfortable jeans to classical robes; from a plush, comfortable and normal world to one of spectacular duels, fantastic animals, grotesque plants, sparks, booms and bangs?

Yours sincerely.
G.