Saturday, 26 September 2015

Getting Inked

A lot of people has been asking why did you get a tattoo, does it hurt, why did you choose that design, what does Psalm 23:4 says and etc. Some of you may have followed my Instagram or Snapchat might know about this tattoo of mine. And I am glad to say that I am no longer a tattoo virgin anymore. I've always wanted a tattoo but never had a chance to do it. Finally, on the 15th September 2015, I've plucked up all of my courage and head over to Borneoheadhunters Tattoo Studio which coincidentally where my mom had her first tattoo as well. 

This tattoo is a tribute to my grandma and as you all know she died of cancer back in April. My grandma was my superwoman that I've grown and live with my whole entire, short, less than 20 years of life. She was the source of my strength to keep going. Without her, I may not be at where I am today, pursuing my degree in a public university. Which I am proud of because public university is what my grandma believes in. 

Psalm 23:4
Even though I walk through the darkest valley,
I will fear no evil, for ou are with me;
Your rod and your staff,
They comfort me.

This particular verse was engraved on my grandma’s tombstone and I must admit that I meant a lot to me. So that is one of the reason why this verse was so close to me. The anchor represent a hope that whatever happen in life, I will always stay grounded with both of my feet on the ground. Because that is what my grandma wants, to always keep on going pursuing your dream and to never give up. 

I’m getting a bit teary right now, lol. Anyway, the inking process was made by Robin and to be honest, I was scared as shit. My hands were shaking but after the needle finally penetrates the skin, I knew that it was too late to back up. The pain was bearable, but the pain behind this tattoo is much more than the physical pain that was poking through my skin for an hour. 

The hole in my soul relieved when the inking process was over. I finally had something permanent on me to remember my grandma by. Truth be told, I am afraid of losing my memory of her. Her voice, the touch of her warm skin, the smell of her cooking in kitchen and ever her gray hairs which I constantly plucked on her request. All those little things meant the whole world to me. I miss you so much Inik, I would do anything to turn back time and spend more time with you. But I know that God loves you more. Rest in peace my angel up above.