Spread the Crazy

   30 July 2009, terribly early in the morning

When I was growing up my mom wouldn’t let us throw out our nail clippings in the garbage, like normal people might. You weren’t supposed to keep them in your house, so we would flush them down the toilet or sink. It’s either a Hindu superstition or a Tamil superstition. My grandmother made her do the same thing. I guess nail clippings are bad? I don’t really know. It strikes me as an odd thing to be superstitious about. The thing is, I am 29 years old and I don’t live at home, but I still do this. Worse yet, I’ve somehow managed to get Shima to do this as well. This is how you spread the crazy.

 

Comments

  1. It’s so that no one can get them and use them to put a curse on you.

    I grew up with that kind of crazy too.
    Even though I don’t believe in it, and I’m not superstitious, I still won’t put my purse on the floor, or bed (you will lose money), and a few other things that stuck.

    This all came from my grandmother who tied a red string around my wrist when I was a baby (to ward off evil spirits), hung garlic above my bed, and wouldn’t let people look into my eyes.

  2. omg. I gots the crazy! :o

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