UBM Post 23 - Did you know?

Here are some fun facts about me :):

:: I am Claustrophobic - I get suffocated, irritated, frustrated, and fear I would die in confined places. Its unbearable for me.

:: I have Phthisiophobia (fear of TB (tuberculosis) ) - the reason being, I was diagnosed with borderline TB when I was a year old. That's why whenever I cough, my mom gets a panic attack. My coughs always last a month, sometimes more. I dread them.

:: I am getting over my Ophidiophobia - a fancy name for Snakophobia :). I used to get scared even by seeing a picture. And as luck would have it, we have them in our backyard, and all over town....and even though I'm still shit scared of them, I'm starting to accept their existence around me. I was thinking I'll go retire in Hawaii coz it used to be snake-free, but not anymore :(.

:: Mine and dad's birthday is exactly nine months apart. Wink Wink ;)

:: As a child, I wore t-shirts with "H A P P Y" written on them. I had them in all available colors in my closet. They were paired with shorts. The first time I was forced to wear a "frock", I profusely cried.

:: I hate eating out of a lunch box - I ate out of a lunch box throughout my school years at Mount Carmel, so I hate it now....I usually prefer to go home or eat out or eat in cafe...but not from a tiffin :(!

:: I was reading an article today on blood groups, and just realized: hubby, son, daughter and I - all four of us have different blood groups - WOW! (Here's the article: http://www.mindbodygreen.com/0-10339/5-things-you-need-to-know-about-your-blood-type.html)

:: When I came to the US, I did not know how to cook anything. I did not even know how many spoons of sugar my mom put in my milk every morning (I don't put any sugar now). And look how far I've come - a little bit of luck, interest, and persistence - this combination has paid off big time.

:: When I was a little over a year old, I was staying with my aunt in Baroda (with mom). They have a bookstore in the city area....a busy place in town. The store is right across a famous temple so it is very crowded during Aarti time. I was sitting there, along with my aunt, an employee, and this one guy who was slightly mad (that's how they referred him). And this guy asked me to come with him, and took me for a walk. And I don't know what happened (I'm assuming we lost our way?) but as it turned dark, he took me to the police station and handed me over as a lost child. In the meantime, my aunt realized I was gone, and sent someone to check if I went home (it was close by, walking distance, but I could not have gone alone). Everyone panicked when they found out I was missing....mom was crying at home, and after half an hour of searching, they decided to go to Police Station to file a complaint. And there I was, sitting on a chair, waiting for someone familiar to pick me up. Scary, huh :)?