Run as fast as I might, I've been tagged by Isheeta in her latest entry so now, keeping within the Code of the Blogger, I must oblige and give you 5 Things you didn't know about me.

(I know I did something similar a little while ago, but I'm digging up more fun facts for you're reading pleasure. And I must admit, like Isheeta said, tags are cool because they make you feel special for being singled out and since we all crave attention in one way or another, I am blushing, but oh-so-happy [Thanks Isheeta ;)])

1. My first and only stitches were caused by an iron

When I was about 5-6 years old my cousins and I were jumping on my grandmother's bed and falling so that we'd land sitting down. All was well until I landed on the plug from a nearby iron in such a way that it got stuck in my lower back and I had to be rushed to the hospital for stitches. In the meantime, while the adults were trying to figure out if I'd need stitches or not, they thought they should put ice on it and unfortuntely we didnt have any more ice (these were the days before the automatic ice dispensers in the fridge - they were called ice trays - had to be manually filled with water and placed in the freezer *gasp*) so, the parents did the next best, and obvious, thing - the put a freezie on it [the flavoured, sugar-syrup concentrated, frozen ice pop in the plastic] and then drove me to the hospital to get a whole whack load of stitches. I was so traumatized (maybe still am?) that all I remember is that the doctor telling me they'll need to use a needle, and then everything went black...


2. My younger sister and I are 16 years apart.

Crazy I know. I recently met a girl who was 21 years apart from her brother so it made me feel much better. But despite the difference, she, my brother and I all get along as if the age difference was only a couple of years. She's starting to act much older and we've always been mischievous so it works out great. She's the most funniest person I know and the best thing is she doesn't really notice the age gap. Although now, as my brother and I are moving on with education and out of the house, she's getting a little more lonely...


3. I have a purse fetish

Yes, it is true. As non-materialistic as I want to be, when it come to bags and purses, some other force takes over and there's no control. It's come to the point where I am scolded by all members of the household (includinig the younger sister) when they see me with another new bag. So I work up ways to convince them that it really is a bag I've had for a long time and I just haven't used it in awhile (I say this while trying to distract their attention away from the tag I am attempting to yank off). I don't really care for designer labels but look for different details and styles...and yadda yadda yadda....blah blah...you've stopped reading at this point I believe.


4. I've been attempting to write a book for about a year now.

So some of you do know this, so it's a little cheat, but either way, it counts. I have the title, the idea of what it'll be able, a vague description of the lead character. And no, I'm not spending my time deciding what handbag she will carry. But it's hard to develop a character you know nothing about. Which sounds absolutely ridiculous to some when I've said that, since I am the one writing the character, but when I write I tend to add my own self into it too much and I don't like that. You know your faults too well and know nothing of your virtues. I'd rather set up a character who has her own flaws. Again...stopped reading three sentences ago didn't you?


5. If I weren't going to be a lawyer, I'd be a newspaper journalist.

Maybe work with world news, or arts & entertainment. Write the horoscopes? Obituaries? Or even just the retractions. Maybe a write like Vinay Menon (read his stuff if you need a laugh out loud morning)?I started to get interested in junior high, but my parents (love you) said that I would much prefer to be a doctor. Anything that didn't have to do with me travelling, especially to strange places with strange people who may influence me to do strange things. Yes, these are the same set of parents allowing me to go to Australia. Ironic, isn't it?


So now it's my turn to do that tagging! And for that we'll get....Pyari, Enyur, Ruby, Ephemeral Nature (that'll teach you to blog once every 3 months), Ahmed and Roohi.
I don't know how many people I'm allowed to tag, so I got a little carried away.... ;)

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