"Hi! I'm Rishika Chatterjee. I have an appointment." I smiled at the lean and tall receptionist.
"Oh, hello, Ma'm. Good evening. I'm Sakshi. I had called you in morning." She grinned at me, flashing her perfect white teeth.
"This is the first time I'm hitting a gym in my life." I chuckled. "So where's Mr. Rajyog?"
"Wait here for a minute, please." She took her phone out of her jeans pocket and dialled a number.
I sat on the waiting area till she finished talking. There was a huge glass door at a distance which was the main entrance of the interior of the gym. Many guys and girls laughed and giggled and made their ways inside. Each time, the door was pulled, I could hear clinking and clanking of the gym equipments and exercise countdowns.
"Come in, please." Sakshi Mathur came forward, pulling the glass door.
I took my purse and walked behind her. I had worn a navy blue full sleeved shirt with a pair of black jeans. Not to forget my sneakers. I had left open my hair and spreaded it all over my shoulders.
As I walked in the gym, the smell of sweat hit my nose. Over to the left I saw several men grunting, with sweat pouring down their face, struggling to bench press the three huge weights on both sides of the bar. Over to the right I saw a group of girls with tight spandex clothes on, and their make-up done. The girls were giggling with each other as they walked slowly on their treadmills. Their hair was perfect and was bouncing beautifully. Then straight in front of me I saw a group of people who were doing leg curls, and hyperextensions. They were focused and worked with a purpose. They were only concentrating on their workout, no distractions. These athletes go to the gym to get fit or stay in shape.
Amongst the average gym-goers, I noticed another kind of person in that area. He was bigger in comparison to most people of the male gender that I knew of.
His muscles were clearly defined and proportional, he had a lot of size but was also shaped in a kind of streamlined way and he lifted with an intensity that was different from those around him.
His eyes were sharp and focused in between sets, and he used his shoulders and posture to walk with a confidence and seriousness that made others take notice. He was definitely been coming here for a while. You know, the "Gym is our second home!" type of guy.
At first I wasn't sure what to think; perhaps I was intrigued or even intimidated. I eventually found out that this person was a bodybuilder and super serious about lifting weights and manipulating his body's aesthetic.
I found myself wondering, what was the madness of having such simplistic desires involving something that requires so much hard work that was less than fun?
"Umm... Miss. Rishika?" I heard Sakshi. "That is Mr. Rajyog."
"Huh?" I turned to her. She was blushing as she pointed to the same bodybuilder guy who I had been inspecting mentally since the last five minutes.
"Mr. Rajyog is there." She blushed more as she walked towards him. "Come here."
I fidgeted as I found my way to him. I never had an interaction with a bodybuilder in my life and have always seen those in TV shows. They were intimidating to me.
"Sir." Sakshi smiled as she stood in front of the builder guy.
"Sakshi?" He frowned as he turned to her. "What happened? This is my regular workout time. You know it already. I don't like any disturbances during this 1 hour." He threw her a dark look.
Oh no! No way, I was working for this mannerless guy. He seemed to be so rude.
Sakshi whispered something to him and then they both turned to look at me.
His eyes were dark brown bore into me as if I could see his soul from the inside. Somewhere behind that rude guy, there was a soft natured boy.
I looked away quickly. It was embarrassing. I seemed to be an odd man out with a professional attire.
He came closer to me and gestured for Sakshi to leave and she obeyed at once.
"Hi." He smiled and extended his muscular arm.
I took it and shook his hand gently. He pressed it a little.
"Hello. I'm Rishika Chatterjee." I cleared my throat.
"I already know that." He took a towel from his gym bag and wiped his face. He was sweaty and breathed hard. "Mr. Singh said you're a promising lady who never fails to please people with her write ups. I hope you do the same here."
"Yes, sir." I nod. "I really need to understand what exactly is my work."
"I'll tell you. Give me a few minutes. I'll be joining you downstairs in the cafeteria." He smiled. "Till then please wait there. Grab a table."
"Sure, sir." I smiled as I left the gym.
Outside, I met Skashi again in the reception who gave me a questioning look.
"Told me to wait in the cafeteria." I answered.
"Hope you pass." She giggled. "Good luck."
"Thanks." I mouthed her a reply and pressed the button of the elevator.
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Novela Juvenil*BASED ON A TRUE EXPERIENCE* Rishika Chatterjee is a chubby, fun loving girl who's a literature student in a reputed college in Pune. Her life was going smooth with her close BFFs, music, novels and fictional boyfriends. But it changes drastically...