The two ‘T’s that followed my otherwise usual ‘S’aturday!!

 “I’ll miss my dance class.. But I never miss my dance class.” This was the first thing that came into my mind when I contemplated whether or not to go ahead with my much awaited dream.. Getting Inked.

At the start of d day I was really nervous. It could have been a usual Saturday but I had chosen otherwise. I was finally getting a tattoo today (T1) & the very thought of it scared me. I even thought will I run away or will I make it? I kept fiddling with that idea until a call from HR shifts ma focus from Tattoo to the Transfer. Yes, the much delayed/avoided transfer was finally here. The date was almost fixed. Next week I need to book my tickets & another 7 days I would be in another city trying to place myself in a whole new world. It was a mixed feeling. I knew I’ve to leave ma comfort zone but I also knew I would be learning something new. So, post call I was fiddling with 2^nd most jitter creating T for the day, Transfer,  until ofcourse....          

I reach the tattoo parlour.. it was filled with hush n buzz.. Saturday eve.. People are getting ready for the Saturday night party.. I was taken to the tattoo room. I met the tattoo artist (whom I had already met earlier). We discussed a bit to come to a consensus & and with the quick passing minutes he was all set to start his work. Butterflies in my stomach n voices in my head start playing rugby or kabbaddi or whatever who cares.. I thought I’ll play some music. I’ll plug in the ear buds so hard that nothing attracts my concentration more than the loud beats. But just when the needle started to sink in ma sensitive (in the words of the tattoo artist) skin, I felt ma friend holding my index finger with his. Magic.. it did not feel as scary as I had expected it to be. May be it pains less when u know there is some1 to take care.

I was unable to hear anything ma friend was telling me to keep my mind engaged. But I was glad he was there. He did nothing special. Just let me hold his hand while I was in pain & I realized when 1 is in need you don’t need to do anything more to comfort him/her.. just a pat, a hug, a shoulder to lean & a hand to hold is the world’s fastest recovery medicine to heal any pain in this world.. I mean it.. Anything.

So, we were done in some 30-40 mins (which was less scary than apprehended. Thx Varun for putting up through all this. U know the meaning of friendship n U’ve been 1.. thx againJ) Later I kept teasing him that now even if we aren’t in contact this tattoo will never let me forget him.

Another 1 hour & I reach home & show my parents the tattoo on my shoulder back (obviously u don’t tell your parents when u r onto some mischief.. adventure yeah..) Since the tattoo needs time to heal I had no option but to sport a tube top at home. My dad’s first reaction was no reaction at all.. with max enthusiasm he said, “so now that u r getting transferred to Mumbai u’ve planned to wear such tube tops on the roads there & flaunt your tattoo around.” Grrr!! My mom on the other hand had a more participating reaction. She asked me all sort of questions starting from design to expenses to who was there with me, etc etc. After a while (I guess two hours) when my dad got grounded after the initial shock (or maybe realized that its no point getting upset now as damage has no repair) he too showed interest in knowing all the details of this adventure trip.

So everything was all right (felt back in place to me) & I decide to watch Gilmore girls as I had nothing more interesting lined up for the usual S-aturday night. (Suddenly) much as a ritual my mom comes in & asks if I would like to have a glass of water as she was going off to sleep & BOOM!!! I suddenly realize m gonna miss this.. m gonna miss this care once m gone & tears rolled out of my eyes slowly.. mom’s ever nagging questions & dad’s ever protecting gestures.. & then I cry a little more.. Then I plan to & write this blog & now m gonna finish that last episode of Gilmore girls season 2 which I left in between for this writing & finally go off to sleep with the believe that everything will be all right & everything happens for good J

Good night room.. I’m so gonna miss u u have no idea!!