Hyderabad Write Club conducted a Science Fiction workshop at Hyderabad Literature Festival. We divided into groups and each group brainstormed a few SciFi ideas to write about. My group discussed Bionics.
"Why do you want to join our gym?” the receptionist asked.
“Ah…you know... health…fitness...the usual stuff”, Kaushik replied.
"Why do YOU want to join our gym?” the receptionist asked again.
Kaushik gazed at her in silence. She nodded encouraging him to answer. He bent his head looking at his belly.
“My mom is seeing matches for me,” he said.
The receptionist also looked at his belly and said, “Oh! That's easy. Go to the adjacent room ... that's for belly correction"
Kaushik left to the room to be interrupted again.
“A lakh for a kilo" the receptionist said.
"A lakh! " Kaushik gasped.
“You can take the other room then — it’s the traditional gym."
“No No. I’m done with that shit"? Kaushik said.
He swiped his card for 10 Lakhs. And in 10 seconds, he couldn’t recognize himself. He came out of the room faster than ever.
"Wow! This is great! I love you guys for helping me with this. What else can you do?" He asked.
"Sir… we can do anything that you can imagine with your body,” receptionist said.
"Anything!?"
" Yes. Anything"
"Can you give me 6 pack abs "
“Yes. For 60 lakhs.”
"Can you give me wings to fly?"
" Yes. For 6 Crores?"
Kaushik left the gym for the photo studio. He gave confident looks - looking straight, sides, diagonal… every direction possible. He didn't have to hold his breath this time.
He got a match! Not one. Plenty!
The marriage happened pretty soon. Kaushik didn’t want to risk.
Three days passed.
"Why do you want to join our gym?” the receptionist asked.
“Ah…you know... health…fitness...the usual stuff”, Kaushik replied.
"Why do YOU want to join our gym?” the receptionist asked again.
Kaushik gazed at her in silence. She nodded encouraging him to answer. He bent his head, looking below his belly.
Nice and simple,