Once a while the bout of craziness pressurizes you to do something out of the blue.From having lived a freakishly crazy life full-time in your 20s, it narrows down to a rare attack for a day or two once in 3 or 6 months depending on your sanity level fluctuation in your 30s.
There was once a time when doing crazy was, to go for a long drive in the middle of the night, sleeping under the open sky on the rooftop or taking to trekking. Oh boy, there was once a time like that, hard to believe for us in 30s, isn't it? Now it boils down to 'unfriend'ing someone you no longer want to put up with, eating a chocolate in the middle of the night or it may get as crazy as going to bed without brushing your teeth in the night. Oh boy, these are unbelievable too but not for 30s people!
Having two kids impacts your sanity levels to a greater extent and the crazy attack can get kinkier sometime like, it happened to me after Neil. Suddenly I decided to get a tattoo and got two of them when he was close to turning 1. Now that Aara is about to turn 1 in a few weeks, I felt the same rush and decided to get my nose pierced! Imagine, a woman who's about to be exactly middle aged in a couple of weeks soon after Aara turns 1, decided to pierce her buffalo skinned nose for some joy not known to anybody. Yeahhh, how crazy is that???!!!!!
Now, I had got my nose pierced twice before when I was in 20s and the gun-shot piercing with silver studs but somehow didn't do any good although the pain is less compared to the manual piercing. So, guess what? The full-of-joy-me decided to get it done in that old fashioned way to commemorate a decade of togetherness but 10 days in advance. As it happened, yesterday my husband was bitten by the same crazy bug that had bitten me a few days ago and he decided to take me to a Goldsmith. Oh my, it gets more interesting hereafter.
My goldsmith promised me that the pain would be 50% less if a local anesthetic gel was applied on the nose 15 mins before piercing it. I sat down in a corner of the jewelry shop on a Sunday evening when the business was in full swing, getting ready to display my adventurous side to everyone in plain view. When he handed me over the tube , I asked my husband to cover me from the crowd as I was asked to apply it over the nose and on the inside too and so he did.
Now imagine, I'm sitting in a corner of the shop, on a stool facing away from all the people who were entering. I squeeze the gel onto my index finger and rub a little on my nose. Then I squeeze some more and start applying it on the inside. I looked up with my index finger inside my nose and what do I find??? Alas, there was a cctv right where I was looking and I still had my finger inside my nose. I'm not a 6 year old, not anymore that is, and I had my finger up my nose. When I pulled it out, my god , did it look nasty? I kept thinking about the guy who would watch that tape later or live,that exact moment while pulling my finger out of my nose. I tried to lessen my burden by sharing my embarrassment with my husband but he was no where to be found and my cover was blown! I'm sure that's not what I wanted to display in HD quality.
Sooner than later it occurred to me, 'you know what? joke is on that guy who is going to watch that tape or may be watching live'! Now imagine, if that unlucky person had a piece of roti in his hand and he had just dipped it in daal. What would his thoughts be when he pulled it out and about to put it in his mouth. I guess he might swear not to watch live or watch the tape while having his food or worse, he might get reminded of it every time he dipped his roti in daal.
Well, allz well that ends well. My husband got back after buying a nose stud for me and handed it over to the goldsmith. He sharpened the tip and pressed it hard on my nose where he had marked earlier and kept pressing until it made its way through my skin tearing it and came from the other end. The pain was 50% less alright but I'm scared to even imagine what could be 50% more than that!
I was happy with the fact that it was done finally and looked into the mirror teary eyed. The stud on my nose shone and looked glittery through my welled up eyes. I wiped my tears to make my vision clear and looked into the mirror again but the glitter didn't fade, it looked even brighter. My husband whispered from over my shoulders 'It's diamond and I hope it's worth the pain' !
There was once a time when doing crazy was, to go for a long drive in the middle of the night, sleeping under the open sky on the rooftop or taking to trekking. Oh boy, there was once a time like that, hard to believe for us in 30s, isn't it? Now it boils down to 'unfriend'ing someone you no longer want to put up with, eating a chocolate in the middle of the night or it may get as crazy as going to bed without brushing your teeth in the night. Oh boy, these are unbelievable too but not for 30s people!
Having two kids impacts your sanity levels to a greater extent and the crazy attack can get kinkier sometime like, it happened to me after Neil. Suddenly I decided to get a tattoo and got two of them when he was close to turning 1. Now that Aara is about to turn 1 in a few weeks, I felt the same rush and decided to get my nose pierced! Imagine, a woman who's about to be exactly middle aged in a couple of weeks soon after Aara turns 1, decided to pierce her buffalo skinned nose for some joy not known to anybody. Yeahhh, how crazy is that???!!!!!
Now, I had got my nose pierced twice before when I was in 20s and the gun-shot piercing with silver studs but somehow didn't do any good although the pain is less compared to the manual piercing. So, guess what? The full-of-joy-me decided to get it done in that old fashioned way to commemorate a decade of togetherness but 10 days in advance. As it happened, yesterday my husband was bitten by the same crazy bug that had bitten me a few days ago and he decided to take me to a Goldsmith. Oh my, it gets more interesting hereafter.
My goldsmith promised me that the pain would be 50% less if a local anesthetic gel was applied on the nose 15 mins before piercing it. I sat down in a corner of the jewelry shop on a Sunday evening when the business was in full swing, getting ready to display my adventurous side to everyone in plain view. When he handed me over the tube , I asked my husband to cover me from the crowd as I was asked to apply it over the nose and on the inside too and so he did.
Now imagine, I'm sitting in a corner of the shop, on a stool facing away from all the people who were entering. I squeeze the gel onto my index finger and rub a little on my nose. Then I squeeze some more and start applying it on the inside. I looked up with my index finger inside my nose and what do I find??? Alas, there was a cctv right where I was looking and I still had my finger inside my nose. I'm not a 6 year old, not anymore that is, and I had my finger up my nose. When I pulled it out, my god , did it look nasty? I kept thinking about the guy who would watch that tape later or live,that exact moment while pulling my finger out of my nose. I tried to lessen my burden by sharing my embarrassment with my husband but he was no where to be found and my cover was blown! I'm sure that's not what I wanted to display in HD quality.
Sooner than later it occurred to me, 'you know what? joke is on that guy who is going to watch that tape or may be watching live'! Now imagine, if that unlucky person had a piece of roti in his hand and he had just dipped it in daal. What would his thoughts be when he pulled it out and about to put it in his mouth. I guess he might swear not to watch live or watch the tape while having his food or worse, he might get reminded of it every time he dipped his roti in daal.
Well, allz well that ends well. My husband got back after buying a nose stud for me and handed it over to the goldsmith. He sharpened the tip and pressed it hard on my nose where he had marked earlier and kept pressing until it made its way through my skin tearing it and came from the other end. The pain was 50% less alright but I'm scared to even imagine what could be 50% more than that!
I was happy with the fact that it was done finally and looked into the mirror teary eyed. The stud on my nose shone and looked glittery through my welled up eyes. I wiped my tears to make my vision clear and looked into the mirror again but the glitter didn't fade, it looked even brighter. My husband whispered from over my shoulders 'It's diamond and I hope it's worth the pain' !
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