2nd Day in the Gym

Today it was , the 2nd day in the GYM .
Workout :
1.8 Kms of Running.
7 Mins Cycling
 Light weight Shoulders, Legs, Biceps and Triceps.
Steam for 20 Mins

Finaly First day in the GYM

Went to the Golds gym yesterday and it was not as good as Celebrity Fitness but i guess its the best Mohali has. First day workout done with Brar Veer jee without any Fee, discussions going on to get the discounts as much as possible , today is the 2nd day , quite tired , could get any sleep in the day.
Will i go to Gym again , yes of course , will do the workout that I want to do and then take Sauna and come back and sleep.
Workout done yesterday:
Running 1Kms
Cycling 10 mins
Chest , shoulder , lats , biceps and triceps warmup done.
I will stick to Warmup sessions for Muscles and Cardio for some more days and then ......
then then then...

New Begining

Thought a lot , Lazyness spreaded a lot, its time to hit the Gym.
Now I will hit the GYM finaly and would post the workout plans and improvements , may be someone would gain it from that .
Starting from 90 KG with hardly any definitions left in muscles. will keep this thread updated next

Dont Know

I wanted to right something, I read all the post of Sherry today, starting from 2005 till 2012, found out that he has mentioned me sunny and prab baai at very less places, after going home probably not even once.
Felt bad to see how people change with Time . I guess life is the biggest teacher...

The love life or is it something else

Today i am going to reveal my love life or probably mischief. My first love happened when i was in 12th class and let me tell you guys , untill that time i had not got an oppurtunity to have sex, its not that i didnt get a chance , its that i didnt know how to do it. So here is my first Mischief or Love , whatever you want to call it: Gogi, that was the name of the lady. May sound strange name , but thats what it was. She was a guest in the house of my Mother`s friend. There was this lady in the other village, who was realy good friend of my mom and GOGI was a guest in her house. My mom sent me to their house to get something( i dont remember what) and i saw this girl, WOW WOW WOW WOW is all i could imagine at that time when i saw her for the first time. I was flattered in the first sight. She was asking me something, i dont know what , but i was not in my senses. I came concious and she was there asking who was i and what do i want..? I told her that i am here to meet aunt and she called her , then aunty came and i forgot what i came for. I went back to my home to ask
mom that why did she sent me to aunt(Actualy i just wanted to came again to see the girl). I went there again and saw the girl agian , i dont know what it
was but i was getting some kind of satisfaction after each and every meeting. Aunt told me to tell my mom that they would come in the evening, i wanted to
ask that if GOGI would also come or not but i didnt think that would have been appropriate so i didnt ask. They all came in the evening , along with GOGi i was once again mesmerised with the glow on her face and there and then fell in love with her. My mom and aunt went somewhere and left her home with me and we started talking talking and talking. I felt like telling her each and everything from the life within those 20 30 mins that we had alone and she realised and asked "Why are you telling me everything that you have not even told your parents..?", and i said becuase i like you. She asked, "Do you only like me , thats it..?", I replied shivering," NO there is more", and i told her that how i felt when i saw her for the first time. She said ok but never said that she felt the same or if she loves me or not.

here is more

Life went on and on, and my father got transferred back to punjab he was posted in adampur and by then i was 5 years and was ready to go to school, so i got to go to one of the best KVs in India and guess what, my brother was alos in the same school so we started to go school tohether , my father bought us a bycycle and both of us used to go the same, life went on and time passed by and i was in 9th class when my bro got failed in 12th class and as it was board exam he was not given a chance to reppear in the same school , that was realy bad as he was realy good in studies, that was a shock for my family and me as well, and then something strange happened. My Brother MY brother committed suicide, i dont know what it was but something broke inside me , i dont even know the reason for that, it could be that he failed or it could be something else but i was once again alone as i was never too close to my parents , the only person in my house i was close to was my brother and he left me alone once again. After that things changed for bad and for good , my parents started abusing me as their favourite child was not there anymore , few times they even said that Gagan(my elder bro)should`nt have died instead the GOD could have taken me for him. I don`t know why, it might be because of all my deeds as i was not good in studies and i used to roam around a lot, most of the times i wouldnt stay home, but i was grown enough to understand and feel bad about all these things that they used to say and somewhere all that stuff created more distance between me and my parents. I hope in all this you have not forgotten my Grandma who is still alive and was living alone in the same old village house, she must have been 85 or more and was living alone on my grandfather`s pension as he was in Army, sometimes i felt realy bad that why couldnt she stay with us in the same house , opps i forgot to tell you that in all that time my parents bought a new house in adampur and we were here to settle down in adampur. So i felt realy bad as we were now only three in the house. I had asked my parents to get my grandma here but in vein. The time passed by and as i grew up as grew up the distance between me and my parents , i was not closed to anyone they would pay my expenses my school fees and other stuff but i dont know why the distance was there, it always was and it still is, may be because they said those things when my brother died or i got beaten by them so many time specialy by MOM, so BRUTELY that any one can die for the things that i didnt even do, i am kind of crying while writing this, SORRY got emotional, but this is a kind of difference that could never be filled. I was in college now and it was APJ institute of Management not very popular but still is very good college, there i met some of the guys who became realy important part of my life as they were my friends and i have always been looking for someone to share things with after my brother. We were 10 in the class and there was a guy whose name was gagan and we became best friends ever, except that there was lovejot who was one my friend i shared a lot of things with , both of them are not in India at this time , one is in Newzealand and the other is in Canada respectively. So i found a group of people i can share moments and life with , in the same college i fell in love i can say it was my first love however that didn`t succeed as most of them in college. As soon as i finished my college i got a job as i was already working while studying it wasnt a problem for me , i got a job with IBM in Gurgaon , i had to join within 10 days and guess what my parents said that they couldnt give me money to go to gurgaon to stay on rent as the salary would be given only after one month completion on job, so i had to sell my monitor with the computer that i had, i sold that in 5000 bucks and i came to gurgaon away from my parents , it wasnt just me there was another person selected from the same consultancy who is an actor now , his name is Sourabh Mahajan(contract guy) , we came together and at the first day induction we met some more guys from punjab and became realy good friends it was me, sourabh, rishab, nick, puneet , pandit and all us took a flat on rent and we agreed to pay 20000 bucks a month. The flat was not bad but the landlord was so we had to empty the flat all of them (my friends) decided to take a flat in south delhi which was like 35 kms from the office but i decided not to go , i shifted into a PG in gurgaon sex:23 which was more like chandigarh very silent full of trees , i liked that. In that PG i met prabh, baai as we call him, and after 2 months one of my friends from my hometown got a job in gurgaon and he came to the same PG as well, i am talking about Sunny (harvinder singh), we were living realy happy and there are few more guys joined us , one of them was my another friend from hometown vivek soman, in the same PG we had another Gay i mean Guy jammu , then sherry joined in and we made a group me prabh sherry sunny and i dont know if to inclue jammu or not. While we were staying there i chanaged my job from IBM to DELL and also bought a car and in that purchase i still prabh gave me some money that was very sweet of him , all of us were very close to each other , i still remember all the lovely moments that we spent together , Drinking sleeping and you can imagine what i am talking about. We were livnig happily because we were together not because the services were realy good in the PG , the food was pathetic and the only thing i liked about that PG was also not there anymore that was tidyness, so one day Prabh baai had a word with aunty and we made the decision to move from the PG, we could have stayed there but how could we let prabh go anywhere alone so this was the kind of relation we all had, so we moved into one of the houses in PALAM VIHAR, we agreed to pay 10000 bucks a month , the house was realy good and there was ample parking space in front of the house so all of us agreed, we moved and paid 10000 rent and 10000 as security deposit, as i told it was a flat so we had invest again in all the house hold items like fridge, inverter, cooler etc , so we did , and in a week the house started looking good.

life goes on

I dont knwo what they were both thinking but i was annoyed but couldnt say anything at that point of time as i was scared so much that i pied in my pants ( i was only 3 years old) thats how bad my grandma was getting beaten.
So that accident or that situation made my father take us with him wherever he would go from now on, So my father took us with him, i think he took us to madhaya pradesh(jhaansi), to be realy frank i dont remember anything what happened in madhya pradesh but what my mom always told us abt madhaya pradesh is, that it was a lovely place and my father was on the lowest possible rank in Army at that time he was getting salary of rs 50 i guess, in madhya pradesh my brother went through a very big accident as described by my mother he went though an accident that they all thought that he wont survive but a miracle saved him and thats the only thing i remember abt madhya pradesh.
After that we came to our village for sometime and then dad took as all again with him to bagdogra thats in west bengal and at that point of time my dad`s rank was still the same i dont know why. I do remember a lot of things from bagdogra as i was 4 years old and could remember things, the first thing i remember is that there was a family a very good and rich family as the uncle was a major in army and the aunty was a govt school teacher, my father has always been very religious person, so the major used to respect my father a lot thats how they became friends and we, i mean me and my brother we would always go to their house as they had a lots of toys in their house because they also had two kids, a boy and a girl, so we used to go there and i never had any guilt or any down feeling in my heart as i was only 4 years old i couldnt think of any of those feelings but they used to bias between us(me and my bro) and their kids, they would turn on the TV and their kids would sit on a Couch and they would make us sit on the floor, i was realy ashamed revealing that here however thats what blogs are for. So, life kept on going like that and my brother started going to school as he was 6 years old now, he went to one of the Army Schools there and i became alone i wouldnt have anything to do alone in the house i started missing him, all i used to do is to wait untill he comes home and we would play then.

Lets know another person

I am Gurpreet my friends called me Gutti in school and in college they called me Gopi, But who am I.....?
My journey started back in 1984 june 15 thats what my mom says and my dad says it started since 22 june 1984 as thats what it was in the documents , but i dont believe in the documents but what can i do, i have no other options i have to believe and thats what i have been doing since my school college and job. So now you know how confusing my life has been from the very begining, let me take you all from the journey that i have been walking and still goin on. My journey begins from the same point where yours , MY HOME, SWEET HOME....? this is something that you can decide.
My home, who was there....?, MY father who was in army, MY mom who is a house wife, My bro who was a student and of course he was my big bro and there was me , just a part to complete the perfect family.
OK lets take you a little more into the past , my gradfather was a retired army person and my gradmom was from pakistan, and all the villagers used the word"kadesar" for her which i hated so much that i cant even described , they were not wrong because kadesar means the one out of our own country , but may be i loved my grandmom so much that didnt like it. However whether i liked or not that has been the scenario in the village where we used to stay , when i say we, i mean me my mom my grandmom and my bro , my gradfather was not alive, since the day i started understanding things, so we were four in the house, as my father used to be posted in front areas like jaisalmer and all. So as heard from my mother and i think thats true there was some problem because of which my father made a decision to take us with him wherever he would go which i think was a very wise decision. Now lets talk about the problem which made him do so(my father).
My father is a very wise and nice man he respected his mom a lot , so much that even after getting married to my mom he was still handing over all the money to my gradmom ,instead of my mom. So as i told you all that all the money was with my grandmom and she used to spend all that for the food and as she wants. Another day my bro was not well and he was suffering from some type of disease and my mom required some money to go to a doctor for checkup, however my grandmom insisted on in home treatment which my mom offended so after a long quarrel mom took some money from one of my aunt and took my bro to the doc. When dad came home, as soon as he entered my mom started crying and she went on and on crying crying and crying and she told all the story which happened while he was not home and she didnt have any money. So what happened then......?, MY dad who used to respect his mom, he fought with her and even she slapped her badly and disrespected her so much that he pulled her from her hair i dont know what my mom was thinking is because all i could remember that she was standing there right there in a corner and i dont know if she was enjoying that or not but she was not doing anything, and that made me sick of my parents, both of them because one was beating his own mother and the other was watching without saying a word.