Not all phobias are bad!
I remember burning my feet eleven years back, after I stepped on a hot cracker!
Well, I developed a phobia, a phobia of fire, crackers, hot things even matchsticks!
So I stopped buying crackers eventually and my parents did their best to make my fear go.
My dad gifted me books, my favourite Enid Blyton books, the next Diwali and then it became a tradition.
Since then I get my rightful pocket money for Diwali and the freedom to buy whichever books I want!
Today, reading a Dan Brown, I am glad about the fact that I stepped on that cracker and
developed that 'awesome' phobia or else I might never have explored the vast ocean of books!
P.S. : I am also proud that I celebrate an eco-friendly Diwali every year!