“Appa, how do I look?”
Beaming ear to ear moving
my body side to side giving my Appa an all round glimpse of my dolled up self, hoping
to hear him say, you look GREAT!
And what do I get in
return.. “OMG you are slowly turning into a mini elephant! What happened to my daughter??? Remember the
time, when you used to look like Shilpa Shetty?? So thin, so tall and so beautiful!!!
? You need exercise..,” My Mum joins in at this point to add, “Oh and you don’t
even dance at home any more, this Kathak has only made you FAT… look at your
father, he still wakes up every morning, every single day and exercise’s, what……..”
At this point I slowly stop listening to them, or you could say my sheer
unsaturated FAT traveled all the way from my supposedly bloated face and botched
arms into my ear drums and clogged them, making me DEAF!!!!
GASP! So I am FAT! This is
a shocker, I mean, common I used to model in college, people used to say I had
the perfect figure… and more importantly, what the hell happened? Looking the
mirror and gauging my reflection, I am SHOCKED to see this FAT CAT, yes a fat
cat, much like a very pampered and babied offspring of a cross breed between a plump
Persian feline and a lazy Peke-Faced tomcat instead of my previously well toned
and fit body!
What I am going to
DO?!?! Well, I hated exercising!
Yes I hated it. With a staunch
and unwavering passion.
I thought who in the
right mind would knowingly make themselves sweat, get tired and huff and puff
for a normal breath of oxygen?? But nonetheless I HAD to do something about my
renewed state of bodily affairs. So what do I do? For starters I dreamt, of a
machine, wherein I could simply lie down, relax and ponder over life’s many
uncertainties, complexities or maybe even about my next blog entry!! And while I
would think of ways to make the world a better place, this machine would
magically cut into my fat, tone away the unflattering curves, and eat into
other such unpleasantness!
Ahh… This was but, my first
stage, the stage of procrastination and avoiding the job at hand, this went on
for a while, until I realized that most of my gorgeous dresses and blouses
where all… ahem, TIGHT! I could no
longer do this to myself! Right? OF COURSE I couldn’t… but again I just slept
on it! But come July 27th 2012, a hectic Friday morning, it all just
came rushing to me… This was a time, three very important people in my life
where on a holiday, my mum, my brother and my dear friend, I was cooking,
cleaning, sulking and missing them all terribly, and suddenly I said to my
Appa, “Appa, let’s go to the GYM, I want to join!!!”
Don’t ask me what got
into me, but that realization changed a lot of things for me… By early
afternoon, I had enrolled, shopped around for comfortable gym clothes (shopping
is inevitable! Don’t you know that by now?!?) and I had visited the gym for the
first time in so many years!!!
It’s not the machines,
it’s not the fancy equipments and the treadmills of the world that got me
hooked! It is ABUZAR! The Man and his wonderful class of Body combat changed my
Life! At every point in life I have something I get unbelievably attached and
bonded to! Photography, blogging, sketching and many more things have at
different timelines all being extremely important to ME.
The first time I walked into the Body Combat class, I was shocked to see
a group of 40 to 50 odd people all screaming on top of their lungs, to HA’s, HO’s
and HEY’s and jumping, kicking, cross punching as though their very existence
depended on IT. It was beautiful to see all these people vehemently and dedicatedly
working to keep themselves fitter, healthier and stronger! I was ashamed to see
old aunties, uncles and as well as people with disabilities all trying their
level best to keep up with the class whereas I used to think of ways to avoid exercising!!
Just as I stood there contemplating and analyzing, this extremely sweaty and
energetic man standing high up on a podium gestured me to join in. That was
Abuzar! This handsome Iranian man is undoubtedly the best body combat teacher I
have seen in all my months working out.
For those of you who are
wondering what Body combat is all about…. Well it is an empowering cardio
workout inspired by The Martial Arts. This class incorporates disciplines
such as Karate, Boxing, Tae Kwon Do, Tai Chi, and Muay Thai for a fierce
calorie burning workout. It is a fiercely energetic martial arts
workout wherein you are left feeling totally UNLEASHED and EMPOWERED.
It is an exceptionally FUN and EXCITING
CLASS! An adrenaline pumped, and action-packed
class. Abuzar and body combat made me love to sweat and pant, it made me feel empowered
and inspired. It also a wonderful way to get the negativity and hatred out of
you and makes you live the life of FIGHTER! I have always secretly (NOT quiet)
wanted to get into a physical fight, get into the life of a soldier, a fighter
in the ring, both in mind and spirit and my body combat sessions headed by the
fierce Abuzar has helped me get a taste of exactly that and also has gotten me
addicted to IT!!!
Both A and B (Abuzar and Body Combat)
have both helped me appreciate the beauty in Losing!!! The beauty and the
happiness in losing WATER content, losing INCHES, losing WEIGHT and at the same
time, gaining my HAPPINESS and gaining an INTEREST IN EXERCISING, to the extent
of working out for straight THREE HOURS!!!
But as all good things in my life, A
and B have been on Hold for the past two months! Thanks to me not feeling all
that well, and being down under, I have been missing both! That being said, I was
still FIGHTING, fighting to get back on my feet, after this terrible fiasco
that I was in!!!
Now that I have gotten myself OUT of
all this, I can’t wait to get back to IT! I am ready with my shoes, my combat wear,
my raring to go attitude and a smile as I head towards my mission, what mission
did you ask?
Well MISSION HOTNESS!!! – woot woot!!!
