I'm so excited to get back in the swing of things. There is a face really turning me around. I mean a face with the body as well of-course. I have started to tell myself " Stay happy! This is the best thing you can do to yourself"
My long pending fantasy or rather one of the long pending fantasies was to get a tattoo.I had admired tattoos since I was a lad and flaunted the temporary ones we used to get free with a Candy (boomer).
My friends use to react as if there was a cockroach running down their pants when I said I want to get a tattoo done!" Tattooooo!!" with their mouth wide open. Yeah I love my friends for that.
Like a moon among stars, the face I was talking before , motivated me to get it done. I made the decision. This blog is dedicated to you, again! :P
The first visit was disastrous.
The place looked strange. The interiors were designed nicely , the place ended as I entered. I could spot stairs leading to a dark place from where I could hear Eminem's music soft and mild. My rational mind knows that racing up the stairs of this place would be nothing but a world of hurt. But for some reason, the idea really attracted me. Sigh! I climbed up. There were a couple of faces resembling human beings.
A skinny guy - as if he followed Mediterranean diet ( apparently I was insanely jealous of him ),Krishna is what their parents named him welcomed me with a broad smile. I thought getting a tattoo was as simple as buying a candy of your choice and flaunt the next minute. Clearly it wasn't.
"What tattoo you want?" came the question. Oh yeah I know I should have prepared for it! The question rebounded a couple of times.
Mission to pick my brain to gather some ideas, completed.
I love to watch birds fly freely in the blue sky, adorned with two perfect wings and with glossy, colorful, marvelous feathers.Remember reading this somewhere "The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply because they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.". So true!
Gives me happiness, brings a grin on my face. I celebrate the bird, its freedom, the energy of its wings in motion. I feel terribly sad to see them trapped in a cage, unable to fly.
I am generally scared of a lot of things in life. So here's what I wanted.
A cage and birds flying out of it with a caption "Fate loves fearless!". Got that visual yet? Good.
Krishna listened to my plans as he worked.
July 26th 2012 , 6:14 PM.
Krishna was ready with the design. He exactly had what I wanted and a lot of appreciation for the idea of mine :)
I was asked to eat something before inking the tattoo.
Pavitra, one of my close friends ( Apparently, she got married. Miss you darling ) stays near this place "Krayonz". Called her up for dinner and shared why I was there. Come on I was not paranoid. It was just that she stayed close-by.
7:15 PM.
The blue-print was imprinted on my left leg. Why Leg?! Very rarely seen so! :P Also as I told earlier, because I have a few separate circles of friends. Also somewhere I felt "do I run into negativity having a visible tattoo?"
I was made to lie on a bed. I had changed my decision a couple of times by then.
The music.
The noise of the machine.
The place.
The artist.
Yes! I was paranoid. I hate pain.
Having made my decision, it was time for action.
8:20 PM
My tattoo artist was amazing! He was so patient with me and did beautiful work.The tattoo was ready. I was glad. I completely broke down and cried like a baby- definitely wasn’t expecting that! It wasn't because of the pain, definitely.
So… today was an emotional roller coaster, yet one of the best days I’ve ever had!
My tattoo has taught me more about myself, than I would have ever imagined. And like anything, there are two sides of the coin. Just be sure you examine both sides before you really make the commitment! Good luck!
An important point - Your tattoo should be meaningful.
My long pending fantasy or rather one of the long pending fantasies was to get a tattoo.I had admired tattoos since I was a lad and flaunted the temporary ones we used to get free with a Candy (boomer).
My friends use to react as if there was a cockroach running down their pants when I said I want to get a tattoo done!" Tattooooo!!" with their mouth wide open. Yeah I love my friends for that.
Like a moon among stars, the face I was talking before , motivated me to get it done. I made the decision. This blog is dedicated to you, again! :P
The first visit was disastrous.
The place looked strange. The interiors were designed nicely , the place ended as I entered. I could spot stairs leading to a dark place from where I could hear Eminem's music soft and mild. My rational mind knows that racing up the stairs of this place would be nothing but a world of hurt. But for some reason, the idea really attracted me. Sigh! I climbed up. There were a couple of faces resembling human beings.
A skinny guy - as if he followed Mediterranean diet ( apparently I was insanely jealous of him ),Krishna is what their parents named him welcomed me with a broad smile. I thought getting a tattoo was as simple as buying a candy of your choice and flaunt the next minute. Clearly it wasn't.
"What tattoo you want?" came the question. Oh yeah I know I should have prepared for it! The question rebounded a couple of times.
Mission to pick my brain to gather some ideas, completed.
I love to watch birds fly freely in the blue sky, adorned with two perfect wings and with glossy, colorful, marvelous feathers.Remember reading this somewhere "The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply because they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.". So true!
Gives me happiness, brings a grin on my face. I celebrate the bird, its freedom, the energy of its wings in motion. I feel terribly sad to see them trapped in a cage, unable to fly.
I am generally scared of a lot of things in life. So here's what I wanted.
A cage and birds flying out of it with a caption "Fate loves fearless!". Got that visual yet? Good.
Krishna listened to my plans as he worked.
July 26th 2012 , 6:14 PM.
Krishna was ready with the design. He exactly had what I wanted and a lot of appreciation for the idea of mine :)
I was asked to eat something before inking the tattoo.
Pavitra, one of my close friends ( Apparently, she got married. Miss you darling ) stays near this place "Krayonz". Called her up for dinner and shared why I was there. Come on I was not paranoid. It was just that she stayed close-by.
7:15 PM.
The blue-print was imprinted on my left leg. Why Leg?! Very rarely seen so! :P Also as I told earlier, because I have a few separate circles of friends. Also somewhere I felt "do I run into negativity having a visible tattoo?"
I was made to lie on a bed. I had changed my decision a couple of times by then.
The music.
The noise of the machine.
The place.
The artist.
Yes! I was paranoid. I hate pain.
Having made my decision, it was time for action.
Getting inked on your calf muscle doesn't hurt a lot. Of course, there will be some amount of pain, but it doesn't hurt as much. It actually did not hurt much. But I dunno why, I fainted. I was blank!
Krishna offered me a dairy milk and some water to drink. Pavitra was very helpful.
8:20 PM
My tattoo artist was amazing! He was so patient with me and did beautiful work.The tattoo was ready. I was glad. I completely broke down and cried like a baby- definitely wasn’t expecting that! It wasn't because of the pain, definitely.
So… today was an emotional roller coaster, yet one of the best days I’ve ever had!
My tattoo has taught me more about myself, than I would have ever imagined. And like anything, there are two sides of the coin. Just be sure you examine both sides before you really make the commitment! Good luck!
An important point - Your tattoo should be meaningful.
