There lived a girl who was fascinated looking at the big, colorful, unique tattoos on her friends’ arms, legs, shoulders, ankles. She always wanted to have one on her hand but scared of the pain. One day she made up her mind and had the courage to go up to a tattoo artist. She waited for fifteen minutes for her turn to come. While waiting, she heard a loud cry; the sound came from inside where the artist was working on a girl’s tattoo. She was not discouraged; she ignored and pretended to be strong. However, that didn’t last for long. She stood up, took her bag and ran for her life without even looking back. That’s the end of her dream to get a tattoo. She forgot about all this until today.
The same girl meets a friend over for breakfast and while chatting away to the glory sees her tattoo. She likes it instantly and tells her about how desperate she was in the past to get one. She even narrates her story about the trip she made to the tattoo artist. The friend laughs at her and tells her that it doesn’t pain that much and I can easily put up with the pain. Co-incidentally the place where she got it done was walk able distance from the place where they met up for breakfast. The friend decides to show her the place and introduce her to the artist. They go inside and the girl decides to get her tattoo on the same day.
Yes, you heard it right! The girl (that’s me) who can run miles away by looking at the syringe of a flu shot got inked today. It’s just not one, two of them. I did it without any proper ground work about the artist, design, font style and even the pattern. Isn’t it an impulsive decision? Do you think I am crazy?
The crazy side of me was a little adventurous and decided to surprise N today. This plan was made years ago but never got executed till now. Today was the day my dreams came true. By the way the friend is Sandy and she was the one who motivated me.
Sandy, if it was not you, I would have never done this. Thank you so much!
P.S. N doesn’t know anything about this till now. He gets to know only when I reach home tonight. I don’t know how is he going to react to it. Suppose, if he is not happy and throws me out of the house, I have two backup plans:
The same girl meets a friend over for breakfast and while chatting away to the glory sees her tattoo. She likes it instantly and tells her about how desperate she was in the past to get one. She even narrates her story about the trip she made to the tattoo artist. The friend laughs at her and tells her that it doesn’t pain that much and I can easily put up with the pain. Co-incidentally the place where she got it done was walk able distance from the place where they met up for breakfast. The friend decides to show her the place and introduce her to the artist. They go inside and the girl decides to get her tattoo on the same day.
Yes, you heard it right! The girl (that’s me) who can run miles away by looking at the syringe of a flu shot got inked today. It’s just not one, two of them. I did it without any proper ground work about the artist, design, font style and even the pattern. Isn’t it an impulsive decision? Do you think I am crazy?
The crazy side of me was a little adventurous and decided to surprise N today. This plan was made years ago but never got executed till now. Today was the day my dreams came true. By the way the friend is Sandy and she was the one who motivated me.
Sandy, if it was not you, I would have never done this. Thank you so much!
P.S. N doesn’t know anything about this till now. He gets to know only when I reach home tonight. I don’t know how is he going to react to it. Suppose, if he is not happy and throws me out of the house, I have two backup plans:
- Plan A: Call up U who stays 10 minutes away from my place and go with her
- Plan B: Sriku has already volunteered to pick me up and take me to his place. So just call him.
Hiya Soms..now that your childhood desire of getting tattooed is fulfilled, what next? Wanna try bungee jumping :)
ReplyDeleteOh yes! I would love to do that someday :-)
ReplyDeleteOk..cool
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