I have always faced this starting problem. The fear of the unknown. And after that i would literally be indulged in it and have the best time of my life.
I still remember one of the oldest vague incident. "It happened to me". I was 2 yrs old and I was scared of slides. I would go sliding ( in a slide wat else do u expect ... i cant stop laughing ) and what would happen to me. So Dad coaxes me ok climb up and u can climb down.I cant believe what other kids were doing, well i still was not beaten up. When i reached the top. He asked me to sit and enjoi the view. I was scared of heights. So he climbed up and literally kicked me. I thought he was coming to hold me. Well that was my dad :P I went tumbling down ( jack and jill ;) ) scratched my hand in the walls of the slide. I dont know how guilty dad was feeling but the weird me i started enjoing it. I don think i ever felt the pain in enjoyment . And I started going there every evening and every weekend. and well this is me.
Not just with books, playing.. literally with everything. Going for a family function , going to a shop, getting to know a person, talking to a stranger. ( You guys thought you knew me :P ) and Stage toh don even ask.
Anything new i struggle so much. I need to imagine me being there and done that :) . Well this post was to get me to finish all the back log of book. And thats it. :P
