Fruits...Hating it and Loving it!

Have you ever wondered why parents force fruits down our throat? Don't even bother understanding why it happens. I face the same plight every day. When I say I want something different to eat. What do I get? Just guess. A Rosy shiny apple. Wow now isn't that a great compensation. It's not that I have anything against fruits. But sometimes the sight of a fruit be it an apple, a papaya or a watermelon some how doesn't appeal to me personally.

Once I remember when I went out with my mom's friend, she insisted on getting me something to drink. And I agreed wholeheartedly only to discover that she bought me watermelon juice. Now when you grow up in a place like India it's considered manners to drink whatever you get and not make a fuss especially when your out with grown ups. Though initially I tried cribbing one of my mom's friends insisted that I finish the drink to the last drop. So I did. But the moment I reached home I just couldn't help but rush to the bathroom. The rest is history. I don't like spelling things out as for some the description might be disgusting.

What made me just throw up the watermelon juice is a question I never fail to ask myself. I guess it was just the very idea of consuming it with an ear to ear smile and the gut feeling that I would fall sick any moment. We can never really explain things that happen to us. Call me a psychological person or a fussy person I can't be bothered less as if I don't like something I prefer not taking it. Why act like miss goody two shoes all the time? But that doesn't mean that every time somebody offers me something I will dump it. It's only manners to accept things when people offer you something. Even if it means having watermelon nicely stuffed between fried seafood and avocado. I ended up having that too. I had to force my self to visualize that the watermelon was not watermelon and it was just a meaty piece of something I love. Now do you know how tough it is to think about something you hate as something lovely and delightful to eat?

My god it was tough. But I got over it and guess what I survived. So I guess fruits are not bad all the time. I eat an apple at least once a day as it's considered good for my health and don't mind chomping off a banana everyday. I know it's only natural that we love bananas as we all originated from the apes. But girls keep this old saying in mind which goes like this.
"An apple a day keeps the doctor away. But if the doctor is handsome keep the apple away!"

Ok now I got to log off as my mom is calling me for breakfast. She gave me some choices of food to choose from. And guess what I chose cold bananas and tea over oats. Some times eating the same thing is a bore, but if it's good for living a healthy lifestyle what's the harm in it.

But nevertheless I eat fruits. I guess everything has its positive and negative sides to it. The positive thing about my relationship with fruits is I am growing to like them. The negative part is my inhibition in concern with fruits like watermelon, papaya and pineapple. Call it inkling if you like but I call it my sixth n fruity sense. OK I am rambling on as usual without a stop. I guess I will take time to get over my feelings for the juicy watermelon. But the smell just keeps evading me. Like my mother keeps trying to draw me into the habit of eating and accepting it by saying:

“Try it! You just might like it!"

My relationship with fruits has just begun. I have had bitter and nice experiences. Where oranges gave me vitamin C, watermelon gave me the puking sensation. At home though I distanced the bowl of cut watermelon, I ended up eating it as an appetizer at a restaurant. That's the irony of life. I see these as signs that if I can bear the thought of eating fruits I detest in any form, I can eat anything and everything. Have you guys had traumatizing experiences like these too? I have overcome it! Have you? Or do you still dream of fruits you hate dancing in your dreams? Don’t worry; it's just the beginning of all good things to come!