Brothers In Arms, Dire Straits, softcore, thats what my uncle used to call these songs as. He mentioned that my tastes were hardrock ones. Metal was just out of the topic then. Yeap. Am kinda like pissed up with the hard tracks, especially for the gym. Another soft stuff - Louis armstrong, you know, what a wonderful world.
Never had thought that I will come back to the ramp in 09 gathering. & fuck that motherfucking bitch tayde. fuck the whole family infront of streetdogs. Fuck it off.
It was 15th january, when diptanu approached me - sir u have to walk in barechest. As baghel would comment me as - u can never surely say no to a body show. Baghel was partly right. On 15th jan my waist line inched 33, with infra mammary fat hanging giving it a gynaecomastic look. The side belly fat was also too much, stuff which mohit made fun off. I couldn't have gone back on stage with all that. The last bare chest, 07 Lycans show, I had enough fat on me then, I literally hated that look. Part of the reasons why I walked into that round, yet so unprepared. One part reason - suicidal. So tattoo came in, with long hairs & the base ball stump, which I might have lost now, it was just for show only, truly. All the extra stuffs were to divert the attention away from my body cut. 06 bare chest body - too thin, too less fat, too less bulk. One reason, Nupur shouting - give the Ghajini look, I needed abs. Knew that low fat & high bulk wasn't everyone's game. But guys did it. Sunny & Supratim. With their 16-17 inches biceps. & Supratim's abs. Sunny hit back with his definitions & cuts. So it was possible. But wasn't much possible in 1 month.
So diptanu said the show was on 7th feb & I was in gym on 15th jan. Surely I wasn't in much mood of spending after the manali trip. With no other way out, I took upto Muscletech. Muscletech, a stuff created by God himself as if. 2 days, my trapezius were soaring. I started running on the 4th day. The gathering got postponed to 15th feb. Now I had whole 1 month. It was 6 days I started running, that my abs started showing up, my waist was down to 30 in just 10 days. Oh hell yeah, I had experienced such a catastrophe earlier too, december days of 2010. Just that it was a different story. So, this time, my abs line were showing up really high. I was happy. What I didn't realize was my biceps were hitting below 15. I wouldn't have surely gone on stage with a biceps below 15. People always knew me for my bulk. Baghel, Mahajan sir, Pavan sir were different. Me, Supratim were the other sides of the card. The ectomorph endomorph story of Arnold.
So my transformation this time, was partly inspired from sunny supratim's 08 act, sunny's tips. They worked whole 1 year. I had just 1 month. I just mixed up with British nutrition, GDYNS, Muscletech. Bit like 4000 rs. spent after supplements in one month. & I became a rabbit literally, reffered by my neighbor Vinamra. Carrots. Bananas. Carrotts. Supplements. Dal. Water. Bananas. Carrots. Supplements. & Muscletech gave sleepless nights. Reminded me of Supratim's statement - 3-4 hrs of sleep will be enough. Rejoined was the mood instability.
Come 15th feb. Whole day dehydrated. Not a drop of water, not a pinch of food. What showed up was a evening show wasted by rains. Frustation followed by chicken tandoori. The last 2 scoops of BN were perhaps left by God for me. "Just one more day" told myself & hit the gym from morning 6;30 am next day morning, injuring myself at 9 am, to return back to bed till, 12;30 pm, when the strains disappeared. Fit to hit the gym followed by the ramp. 2nd day without water. The abs showed up like anything. The bulk did drop a lot. But enough for a double biceps pose. The chest was the best I ever made. A combination of my lower chest and upper chest. The cleavage line didn't show up much. & my beauty - my lovely trapezius. The shoulders were shining like a knight's armour. Triceps were ready for a posedown, ready as always, as if by birth only. he he he. I was ready.
Something different this time. 1st time I went down that ramp. Just a jeans & woodland. I ran like anything. Amateur.
2nd time. Triple H act. Water spilling act.
3rd time. Tattoos. Hairs. Baseball stick.
4th time - Water dipping from top to bottom. Pants wet. Shoes wet. The oil just disappeared.
Everytime I remember the girls back stage oggling at us oiling & pumping. That used to be the days with Mahajan sir. I still remember Mahajan sir's words - "forget who does what on the stage. when a bare chest comes on stage, the public goes mad. The cheerings are the best for the bare chests only."
This time back stage, one bucket splashed over me & the '10 girls went awe. ha ha ha. Loved these reactions.
One thing to end with. If anything ever accompanied me in my all times, that was gym. Everything to prove. Everything to build up. Everything to let the world know. Everything to show. Strong like hell.
I will hit again. Stronger than everytime.
Never had thought that I will come back to the ramp in 09 gathering. & fuck that motherfucking bitch tayde. fuck the whole family infront of streetdogs. Fuck it off.
It was 15th january, when diptanu approached me - sir u have to walk in barechest. As baghel would comment me as - u can never surely say no to a body show. Baghel was partly right. On 15th jan my waist line inched 33, with infra mammary fat hanging giving it a gynaecomastic look. The side belly fat was also too much, stuff which mohit made fun off. I couldn't have gone back on stage with all that. The last bare chest, 07 Lycans show, I had enough fat on me then, I literally hated that look. Part of the reasons why I walked into that round, yet so unprepared. One part reason - suicidal. So tattoo came in, with long hairs & the base ball stump, which I might have lost now, it was just for show only, truly. All the extra stuffs were to divert the attention away from my body cut. 06 bare chest body - too thin, too less fat, too less bulk. One reason, Nupur shouting - give the Ghajini look, I needed abs. Knew that low fat & high bulk wasn't everyone's game. But guys did it. Sunny & Supratim. With their 16-17 inches biceps. & Supratim's abs. Sunny hit back with his definitions & cuts. So it was possible. But wasn't much possible in 1 month.
So diptanu said the show was on 7th feb & I was in gym on 15th jan. Surely I wasn't in much mood of spending after the manali trip. With no other way out, I took upto Muscletech. Muscletech, a stuff created by God himself as if. 2 days, my trapezius were soaring. I started running on the 4th day. The gathering got postponed to 15th feb. Now I had whole 1 month. It was 6 days I started running, that my abs started showing up, my waist was down to 30 in just 10 days. Oh hell yeah, I had experienced such a catastrophe earlier too, december days of 2010. Just that it was a different story. So, this time, my abs line were showing up really high. I was happy. What I didn't realize was my biceps were hitting below 15. I wouldn't have surely gone on stage with a biceps below 15. People always knew me for my bulk. Baghel, Mahajan sir, Pavan sir were different. Me, Supratim were the other sides of the card. The ectomorph endomorph story of Arnold.
So my transformation this time, was partly inspired from sunny supratim's 08 act, sunny's tips. They worked whole 1 year. I had just 1 month. I just mixed up with British nutrition, GDYNS, Muscletech. Bit like 4000 rs. spent after supplements in one month. & I became a rabbit literally, reffered by my neighbor Vinamra. Carrots. Bananas. Carrotts. Supplements. Dal. Water. Bananas. Carrots. Supplements. & Muscletech gave sleepless nights. Reminded me of Supratim's statement - 3-4 hrs of sleep will be enough. Rejoined was the mood instability.
Come 15th feb. Whole day dehydrated. Not a drop of water, not a pinch of food. What showed up was a evening show wasted by rains. Frustation followed by chicken tandoori. The last 2 scoops of BN were perhaps left by God for me. "Just one more day" told myself & hit the gym from morning 6;30 am next day morning, injuring myself at 9 am, to return back to bed till, 12;30 pm, when the strains disappeared. Fit to hit the gym followed by the ramp. 2nd day without water. The abs showed up like anything. The bulk did drop a lot. But enough for a double biceps pose. The chest was the best I ever made. A combination of my lower chest and upper chest. The cleavage line didn't show up much. & my beauty - my lovely trapezius. The shoulders were shining like a knight's armour. Triceps were ready for a posedown, ready as always, as if by birth only. he he he. I was ready.
Something different this time. 1st time I went down that ramp. Just a jeans & woodland. I ran like anything. Amateur.
2nd time. Triple H act. Water spilling act.
3rd time. Tattoos. Hairs. Baseball stick.
4th time - Water dipping from top to bottom. Pants wet. Shoes wet. The oil just disappeared.
Everytime I remember the girls back stage oggling at us oiling & pumping. That used to be the days with Mahajan sir. I still remember Mahajan sir's words - "forget who does what on the stage. when a bare chest comes on stage, the public goes mad. The cheerings are the best for the bare chests only."
This time back stage, one bucket splashed over me & the '10 girls went awe. ha ha ha. Loved these reactions.
One thing to end with. If anything ever accompanied me in my all times, that was gym. Everything to prove. Everything to build up. Everything to let the world know. Everything to show. Strong like hell.
I will hit again. Stronger than everytime.
