Saya tagged me to write some strange facts about myself…so here it goes -
- I loathe eggplant / brinjal. Whenever Amma cooks eggplant, the dish gets its own corner in the kitchen, its own sets of utensils, etc. Whatever spoons and such touch the eggplant must not even be near the vicinity of other dishes…I won’t eat it then. It’s always been that way. Why? Because, for some reason, it looks like cockroach to me, which I have eternal fear for and can’t ever get over. This is the one thing that will go in my marriage contract for sure – I will never ever ever ever ever make eggplant, and if the partner wishes to, then it must be treated the way I prefer.
- I get this inexplicable urge to wet my hair whenever I’m near any water body. Pond, lake, river, sea, ocean, waterfall, etc…if nearby, the first thing I do is get my hair wet, no matter how cold the water.
- I don’t like any helping hand when it comes to cleaning and cooking. I have to do it alone. If someone insists too much on helping out, then I will let that person do the work and I will sit back and relax. It’s got to be either just me or not me at all.
- I am not too fond of looking at myself – mirror, photos, whatever. I can’t stand the sight of me for more than few seconds…I guess that’s one main reason why I don’t wear make up.
- I’m not a fan of talking on the phone. I only call the parents on a regular basis…otherwise the phone is used only on a need basis. Online or face to face works best for me.
- I’m not too possessive when it comes to people I’m close to, but I’m extremely possessive when it comes to things I own.
- I do not like idli / dosa. I do eat a bite or two of dosa once in a blue moon, but cannot remember ever having idlis. And no one, not even my mother, knows where the aversion comes from.
- I was operated for appendicitis. And the doctor, by mistake, stitched me up with some small knife like thing in the stomach. So I was operated for the second time within a week to have that removed. What a nightmare that was!!!
- In my car, the temperature always has to be set to either an odd number or a multiple of five. I don’t know why. It just has to be that way, otherwise it bothers me. On the other hand, when I have mints, nuts, etc. I have to take them in even numbers.
- I eat okra only if I cook it. Won’t taste it even if Amma makes it…it has to be cut and cooked by me, otherwise I won’t have it. As simple as that.
- I’m scared of lizards. And the sight of a cockroach has the power to stop my heartbeat. I’m afraid of dogs, even puppies. I run as far as possible whenever I see one walking towards me.
There…I’m strange. Are you? Go on, do the tag if you haven’t already. 
Sea breeze at moonrise
heightens senses with each breath;
sweet tender first kiss.
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This is my entry for Haiku Bones Prompt – Breath.
Watching you from Heavens above
I’ll send you very many blessings and care
I’ll shower you with lots of love
and I’ll wipe your every tear, I swear.
A bright blue sky
and warm sunny days
are for you to let go and try
to move on from this sad phase.
The cadence of falling rain
I send your way to calm your soul.
Let your heart drain the pain
so with life you can roll.
Every dew at the rise of dawn
is my promise to you, my dear
that I’ll standby you till your sorrows are gone
and give you all the strength and cheer.
Gloomy days are for you to see
that without you my heart aches too
But we will some day hold hands in glee
so till then let the grief subdue.
Even though we can’t talk like before,
between us there will never be a wall.
On you all the good wishes I’ll pour,
through these messages and more, I’ll say it all.
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This is my entry for Sunday Scribblings Prompt #201 – Message.
Uncanny beauty of the moon
calms the chaos in heart, mind and soul;
a silent lullaby.
