About Me

They call me Bhavin.. Bhavin Shah alias Satra. They know me as Bugs.. They know me as the creator of Roy. A simpleton by heart. A bachelor as of now. And a person who appreciates honesty and bets by it. I kill my enemies by making them my friends. My motto remains that everyone (including my enemies) should remain happy. Ultimately, I just hope that Bhagwan sabka bhala kare. Life's has taught me some interesting lessons. I hate violence. I listen to everyone's advice but I do only what my heart feels right. The poems that I have posted can also be seen on my other website http://www.poems-and-quotes.com/author.html?id=798 and http://www.blogsbybugs.wordpress.com Just a request: These are my original works, so please do not take away my credit by impressing your friends by my poems.

Friday, September 5, 2008

Bas Yun Hi...

Consider this...

Early morning... The first ray of sun kissing my face... I get ready to go to my office... New car... A wicked idea... Taking the car along... Nervous hands... Heartbeats pacing at a faster rate than normal... Loud music in car tape... Everything fine while driving... Parking troubles... Finally reaching the destination... All fine by then... Time to go back for lunch... Drive back home... Reach the society... Suddenly.... Screeeeechhhh!!!! And I mess up my new car... Hahahaha...

Well... I guess now I can proudly show off my car's first scratches to everyone. But overall, it was fun driving the car... Ya.. my car also did the usual 'jhatkas and matkas' but considering myself a fresher, I guess I am allowed to do so... Everyone dares to sit in my car except my Mom and Dad. I guess they get scared to travel with me when I drive the car. Mind you... I am not a rash driver. But these people do have a mental block in their minds.

The day was a bit weird than usual. Jain festival being over, everyone was busy attending functions in Mumbai. Like every person, I did the same thing. Attending functions, posing with a fake smile and just look at other people's face until some known person comes. The worst part I hate about the people around is the way they 'sensationalize' certain talks. Oh! Give others a break yaar...

Ultimately the frustration reached a certain level and I found it was time to leave the place for betterment. The best part when I get frustrated is that I get to listen to music. And I would confess that today I really wanted to touch my guitar... I really missed played it. But things have changed, equations have changed, relationships have changed... and I guess... Bhavin has changed...

It's time to sleep as I sign off... Chao!

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