Sunday, April 04, 2010

Battle Scar

He's a sinewy, macho dude. V-shaped body. Heavy-duty sneakers. Gelled-back hair. A powerful neck emerges out of a form-hugging T-shirt. A gold chain nestles near the collar, revealing that his name starts with 'U'. Stands straight. Like he's always on stand-by to spring into action. Speaks little. Effortlessly lifts weights as he trains out-of-shape gym-goers to sculpt their muscles. Secretly smirks when I collapse under heavy weights.

He spoke about his recent accident. A long story involving him, a motorbike, and some sort of obstacle. The bike fell. So did he. He was hurt. But he made it.

In response to widened eyes and a little sympathy, he pulled his tight T-shirt sleeve over a bicep bulge to reveal his wound. There it was. All one square centimetre of it. Covered with a slim band-aid.


6 comments:

Spirited Seeker said...

Haha! a good build-up :)

SBora said...

hehehe!!! nice.

Ekta said...

nice post....gym vaale bhaiya :p

Thinking Cramps said...

:) Thank you all.

dipali said...

Lovely!!!!!

The Reluctant Mum said...

I love your header. And oh yeah, this post is nice too :)