Bhaag bhaag DK bose, DK bose, D K bose, bhaag
bhaag DK "Bose DK" bhaag… was being played in full volume and I was
slogging in the treadmill when the men visibly let out groans and grunts
while weight training and the girls in the gym chorused aloud. “Hi Karan! After
so long??” The girl in the adjacent cross trainer hushed to someone “Isn’t he
cute??”.
I dared not
to look around. Ughhh…why do they have mirrors all around this gym and not in front
of these treadmills?
After around
5 minutes I got down and looked around, I saw no one new except a pot-bellied
sad looking uncle. Karan? I thought
panting. Nah. Can’t be.
I continued
to exercise with the curiosity fading away from my mind by the shouts of Mr.
Muscle, the trainer, “Faster….Faster….”
Grrrrr…..I will kill him the next time he
says that!!
Suddenly out
of nowhere a kid, smiled and jumped on the exer-cycle beside me. I smiled back.
He was about my height, slim and looked a total misfit among the adults around.
“Hi, I am Karan…”
What!!
He nearly was
about 11-12 years of age(though I am pretty bad at guessing people’s age),
flawless wheatish complexion, a dimpled smile and naughty eyes like most of the
kids of his age. The women were right. He was cute, but wasn’t it too early for
him to join a gym?
“New ??” He interrupted my thoughts. I nodded and
answered running out of breath..
He seemed to
be popular among the ladies, passing Hellos to most of the women passing by.
“Which class??12??”
What!! Is he
talking to me?? I embarrassingly replied “No”. L
“11???”
My jaws
dropped!! “No.. I have completed my studies”, I said finding hard to find a
suitable reply.
“Ohh”, he
empathically replied as if I was pulled out of school for failing three
consecutive years..
“Which
class??”, now I asked unable to hide my curiosity.
“7…”
“What??”
“Yeah”, he answered catching the hint. “I
want to increase my height”.
“Hey you
two...stop talking and paddle faster”, shouted the M.
Just wait
for me to get down and you are dead Mr Muscle…Grrrr…
“Haaan, my
girlfriend dumped me.”
“Ainnn??”
“Yes, she is taller than me now”
What!!
Before I could say something, Mr Muscle came
over and herded me away to the yoga room and Karan to the hanging bars.
hahahaha...sei half-pant e shuru? e kole kore niye ghorar moto boyesh re!! tarao?? :D
ReplyDeleteekei bole generation gap :P :P
Deletedarun mojar...lykd d subject :-)
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Deleteeta ki real story???
ReplyDeleteSeriously is this real!!! khub enjoyable read :) keep it comin!!! :D
ReplyDeleteYEP...real...
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