My memories

 My memories.

“Gym was my cup of tea during the college days from 1974 to 1979. It does not mean that I am not a health centric, I am, but despite going to the gym and being muscular, I prefer walking nowadays. But this year my great gymholic  colleague cum friend insisted me to join it only for a month. I too decided to give it a chance thinking not to become a bodybuilder but to have a new experience to meet new people and learn something new. As the due date was near, he kept reminding me my promise and eventually we concluded with a date to embark on a healthy journey. On the decided day I got up at my normal time 4.15am for my morning walk from 5am to 7am, my gymholic friend came to pick me up and we read the health center. For him everything was the same but for me it was like a secred day. I assumed that the gym was a decorated, a pious garland was hung at the entrance & the machines had been set up for me. When we entered the gym, I was showered with a warm welcome from everyone as all the gym attendants had become friends of my friend, which was a great consolation to me. Then my friend personally introduced me to everyone present there and thereafter he started his routine workout and I occupying a seat in the middle kept scanning every thing. There the machines were ready to carve the physique. I felt they were beckoning me to get my body shaped. All the attendants were sweating from top to the bottom. It’s like the machines do not want the salty water to keep themselves hydrated. 10, 20, 30 and 50 kg weights were drenching them thoroughly. The weight bars were inserting much pressure to testify their devotion. And the treadmill was keeping everyone running. I saw more than five people drenched in an hour, but it was still waiting for another one to move on. On that day, I learnt the first lesson there is no thing like free lunch in the world. The moment we saw a muscular personality we crave for it, without realising how much the person had sweated out and how many hours he had toiled hard in the gym. The second thing that delighted me was that our country is in healthy hands and on sturdy shoulders. All the attendants whom I met there were friendly, hard-working, devoted and above all addiction free, or how could they have such sturdy shaped and intricate muscles. But, I corrected myself that even then I had seen the young as youngsters, smoking, drinking and chewing tobacco, which would frighten me invariably to dream about our nation, but the fitness of youngsters in the gym assured me about the healthy future of India. It also taught me that one should always be a student and keep on learning. And the last  and very supreme fact I learned was, if you want to see your country, beautiful, go to the right places and meet the right people. So let’s be gymholic and keep India  healthy.”