I managed to catch my breath and apologize. " I.......I.....I am sorry...I don't know what that is..Is it some kind of test? " I was scared that it had something to do with needles.
"We do a body composition test to find out the things such as mass, fat mass, percentage of body water and waist to hip ratio in one's body. " Arjun answered
"And you don't need ......a....my....i mean....my blood sample fot it..Right????" I stammered.
" What?" Arjun looked at my frightened face. "No!!" he chuckled
I sighed with relief.
He laughed " No Blood. No Urine. No clinical stuff..Relax!! It just involves taking physical measurements..It's like the way you measure your weight...." He clarified
"Oh..I see! No..I never taken this test before....."
"Let's take it then and get you started? we can utilize the brief time I have with me before my next session...." Arjun said and waited for my first response.
"Sure..." I smiled . I still wasn't comfortable but I guessed there was no way out of it.
He began to walk. I had to follow him.
On our way we passed the men's and ladies' rooms. And right next to it was tiny secluded room, which appeared more like an office space.
ON the way to god knows where, he asked me when I had had my last meal and if I was yet to do my warm-up
"I ate breakfast about an hour and half back..I yet to do my warm up..."
"Great...." Arjun said pushing the wooden door of tiny room on his left
"But why would you ask"
"An already warmed up body or meal taken too recently will lead to incorrect results..." he explained opening the door and holding it for me, without looking at me..I was impressed
As soon as I stepped inside the room, the door shut behind me.
And suddenly , I felt disconnected from the rest of the gym, the crowd outside. To be in that little closed room with Arjun had instantly made me conscious. I was in the close proximity of a man I barely knew.
"Okay.." I said..My nervousness clearly visible in my tone, he must have noticed it but he didn't bring it up...I was grateful for that.
" That's the body composition machine , Madam.." Arjun said pointing towards the technical looking machine. There was a panel and platform over which I was expected to stand. It had left and right footmarks labeled over it. Two metallic arm emerged from underneath this panel ( Guys this kinda machine we can see with Harbal life volunteers..many of us seen that....I guess...)
I looked around. There was a table to my left..two chairs placed on either side of it. Some papers and files were lying on it. Arjun went and sat on one the chairs. Then he got busy looking for something. My eyes fell what he had pulled out from the door. It was measurement tape. Shit!! He did talk about measurements!! And the waist to hip ratio stuff!! Ohhh God!!!
Did he mention bust??shit...shit!! He is going to measure my body!! In this small room with no one else present!!!
" Excuse me! Isn't there a female instructor in this gym?" I blurted. I was too nervous.
Arjun gave me puzzled look.
"Aaa....Yes!! there are two!!" he said after taking a moment
"Okay....." I said, but I was unable to convey my thoughts clearly. I hoped I dropped a hint at least.

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