tracing the strong aversion to fruits
This might look very silly, but one rather peculiar aspect of me: a lifelong VERY STRONG aversion to fruits. Any kind of fruit, tomatoes and lemons being the only exceptions (though my friends would say that it proves that tomato is a vegetable and not a fruit! 
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Right from childhood days. It seems my mom would feed me some fruits when I was an infant and I’d spit it all out.
> The Rudrabhisheka went well. Sanju I wonder why the priest
> kept calling you putta. Poor guy needed all the help he
> could get. Amma, Vimi and Lali behind him shouting
> instructions.
Hey that was only in the final part when I was standing… I suddenly got confused because everybody started giving me instructions at the same time. But until then I was sitting on the floor… man my legs went all numb and painful, the only thing I could do was to just view it as pain and not as “my” pain, and then atleast it did not increase after that. But there was one part where I had to eat a piece of banana… I tried to ignore the fact that “I” have hated bananas all my life, and put it in my mouth, and swallowed it. But unfortunately it didn’t go further than my oesophagus… my whole system started a reverse persitalisis. I tried to fight it, I tried to ask someone for water but nobody could guess what I was saying, so the only thing I could do was take a ten second break to the bathroom. Later on there was another situation… and I decided it was not the time to experiment and asked if somebody could eat it on my behalf… they said no… but I was excused. [my previous close encounter with a banana is at
the end of this mail, if u like]
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close encounter of the worst kind
Thatha always used to tell me… “Why do u hate bananas so much? Eat it I say, let me see what will happen”. I used to promptly reply “I will throw up” and he used to say “its ok, throw up… so what… after that what will happen… find out”. That was an interesting point, but my hatred had exceeded my curiosity.
Around a couple of months ago, I could finally muster the courage to heed his words. I sat and slowly confronted my worst enemy – a banana. I sat in a quiet place in the office at lunchtime. I peeled it.
An email exchange with friends…