This is a true observation of my youth. It was maddeningly lengthy, it was there with me for years, or shall I say close to decade or more. Spitting on my right hand if I spit on my left, accidentally.
Saturday, March 30, 2013 at 2:02 am UTC + 05:30
“One of my idiosyncrasies !! When I was about 8 or 9 years old, hardly, if I hit something, inadvertently, with my left hand or leg, I would take my right hand or leg, and hit it, with purpose. If I spit in one place, I would certainly spit on an adjacent region, to bring some kind of symmetry; as if I lost my balance and I have to restore. If I spit on my left hand, I would soon do that on right hand, on purpose. If I stared at something, I would twist my neck and stare at the opposite side. (I still do that with style, push my finger against my forehead by the side and turn it away) I could not stop myself from doing that. I took years to stop myself. I realized that I had to understand stuff around myself.”