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.

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Road To Ladakh -Day 3

This is something stupid... Never in my lifetime have I woken up at 8 am to get ready for the office. But here! Just imagine, waking up at 5.30 am, completely afresh, without Mum screaming my name thousand times, without Dad growling at me to wake me up or without even my lil sis kicking my butts, to give up my bed...

The climate is so charismatic that I just cannot resist to leave my bed and see the sun tearing apart the mountains to brighten up the world... (Hey! Hold on guys? Can't you just ask me to stop using this poetic descriptions in my travelogue? Hahaha... Sorry guys... Aaj mausam bada beimaan hai!) Such is the power of the nature. Who says time is the best healer of all pains? Well... I say so... The climate is so good that you feel like doing some exercises or going for a walk.

CAUTION: DONT DO EITHER OF THE THINGS OUT HERE... THE OXYGEN IS QUITE THIN OUT HERE AND PLEASE PLEASE NO STRESS WORK (YOU MIGHT JUST FEEL RESTLESS OR ASTHAMIC OR MAY HAVE AN HEART ATTACK TOO.)

(Sorry for this advice guys! But precaution and prevention is better than cure.)

Coming back to the day's itenary, it's time to get ready and have a delicious breakfast. Again, the food quality is good enough to keep you hale and hearty. Time to move on....

So we check out of Hotel Siachen and move towards the next stop... Mulbek. It's on the way towards Leh via Ule. Mulbek is famous for a giant Buddha sculpture on Rock Mountain. The sculpture's called Maitreya Buddha and it is supposed to be the future incarnation of Lord Gautama Buddha.

After spending some time to adore the statue, visiting the nearby Gonpa, refreshing ourselves and pulling each other's legs, we move towards our next destination called Lamayuru. Lamayuru is supposed to be the oldest monastery of the Ladakh region. (Boss! I do love cultural and heritage places, but this goes a bouncer to me.)

As we move ahead, we reach the Moon landscape. The beauty of this place is that you feel as if you have landed on moon. The mass on the ground is quite different from the other places. The ground consists of sand-soil combo and so feel like travelling barefoot on it. (Tip: If possible, visit this place on a full moon night because the sky is so bright that you could actually read a book without any need of electricity.) The layers of rocks are of different colours which definately have some resemblence to the surrounding of moon.

(How am I so confident that it resembles like moon? Dude! Mummy ko bolo Discovery Channel lagaye... Ab dobara mat puchhna... Hahaha.)

Another couple of hours of drive and we reach to the day's final destination... Ule.

The time is 4 pm and we check in a camp called Ule Tokpo Camp. This is supposed to be the best place to stay. We stay in a tent-hut combo camping site that can possibly lodge maximum two people to rest. The area of the rooms are 8 X 10 feet. What attracts you is the mesmerising flirting between you and the nature.

So we freshen up, have evening breakfast and think about the way to kill the time. (Just one problem... No network coverage at all. A blessing in disguise, I guess.) To my surprise, we find a games room in the hotel. Play chess, play billiards, play carrom and I bet its dinner time. The dinner is fantastic. The staff at the Ule Tokpo Camp is helpful enough to treat you like kings.

That's the end of another great day and it's time to go on a date with your crush (in your dreams, duffer!) Good night.

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Road To Ladakh - Day 2

So here we are... Sonamarg... Hotel Glacier Heights... Waiting eagerly how to kill time till 12 pm (so that we could move towards Leh via Kargil). The distance from Sonamarg to Leh is approximately 400 kms and it needs too much stamina to reach the destination.

So we have our breakfast and then decide to go for a horse ride and visit the Thaksine glacier where bollywood movies like Ram Teri Ganga Maili and Satte Pe Satta were shot. The horse ride takes approximately 75 mins to reach the glacier via the rocky terrains, mini grasslands and of course man made roads. (Tip: Please please please, bargain with the horsewalas because the rates vary from Rs.200 to Rs.2000. It's they who cleverly take off money from your pockets by sweet talking.)

One thing is for sure... You can learn horse riding within this span of time. So after reaching the Thaksine glacier, we are compelled to have a kind of ice ride (similar to ski riding but sitting on a ski made of woods or maybe sledge ride is an appropriate word) due to emotional attyachar by the guys out there. You can be prone to emotional blackmailing by the ski riders, helpers (the ones who help you climb the icy paths) and kids (below 15 years age who either beg or guide your horses). Be as much polite as possible because ultimately you are staying in an unknown land. The ice ride costs you Rs.50 per point. A point is equivalent to 50 foot. So in case if you are planning to take the ride from Point 1, its gonna cost Rs.100 (50 for climbing up and 50 for skiing down..) These guys are much more intelligent than anyone can think.

The return horse ride is tiring and exhausting because there are maximum chances that you hurt your back or buttocks... Hehehe. In short, all the excitement gets murdered due to the unbearable pain while riding the horse. Slowly and steadily we reach back to the hotel for lunch and swiftly get ready to leave this beautiful place. The hotel provides us with delicious lunch which I miss (courtesy fasting) and soon upload the bags in the vehicles.

And now... We leave for Kargil on scheduled time (note: either leave Sonamarg at 8 am or at 1.30 pm because thats the only time when the army allows the tourist vehicles to pass.) But an accident somewhere on the way leaves us waiting for a couple of hours at the check post. After a short (uncomfortable) nap in the car, we clear the checkpost and move towards Kargil... The road is a terrible mess... Get ready for a bumpy ride (especially if you have already screwed your buttocks while riding a horse) or keep some ointments to make your feel comfortable. (I wished I had a couple of cushions... Hahaha.)

So after a couple of hours, the bumpy roads over the top of the mountains are over. The roads get smoother in the latter half of the journey and we get down at the place called Drass. It is a historic place related to the Kargil war. It's a perfect place to commemorate the lost heroes of war. It's a must watch place (even if you aint patriotic). After surveying for about 40 mins which comprise of loitering around the war memorial and a special description by the army officials regarding the historic war, we move for the final hour of our journey to reach Kargil.

We check in Hotel Siachen at 7pm and freshen up for dinner. According to my knowledge, there are only two decent hotels for stay (Hotel Siachen and Hotel Zozila) and I must confess that its not as bad as it maybe described by the rest. Hygiene and maintenance is apt. The food is pretty good and you hardly need to compromise with the taste.

That's the end of the dinner and we move out to survey the market around the hotel's locality... Tough luck! Every shop gets closed except the STD booths... Lucky enough to dial a few buddies. The STD rates vary from booth to booth... So beware about it... It's time to go back to the hotel rooms and prepare for the next day's schedule.

So thats the end of the hectic day and its time to have a good night sleep.

Friday, May 29, 2009

Road to Ladakh - Day 1

Ok. So the D-day has arrived. I am off for a much needed vacation. Its time to explore and exploit the mesmerising beauty of nature. So here it goes.

It's 3.30 am and I hire a cab for the whole family @ Rs.300 (that's not a fortune, considering the night fare, luggage fare , etc from the South Mumbai region.) After a short journey of around 35 mins, our group of 11 people comprising of relatives and siblings have reached the 1B terminal of the Domestic Airport. The ambience is quiet silent and its always a good sign of a silent time ahead.

We get our routine luggage check done and proceed towards the security check. Hold On! Its CCD in front of me and I cannot control my urge to drink the black coffee... Alert: Airport CCDs charge you a bomb for different coffees. Like a mochachillo costs you @ Rs.72 instead of 40 something. While my favorite black coffee costs Rs.62 instead of 40 something. They don't give you a receipt and you have to pay a lumpsum amount (Rs.140 in my case). Argue only if you have loads of time to catch your flight or only if you have enough guts to skip your flight. A dip-dip tea costs Rs.59 but you pay Rs.60. So beware of these 'sophisticated loots'!

After a routine security check, I search for a Wi-fi connection at the airport. Bad luck.. But every dark cloud has a silver lining. Airtel provides you complimentary internet service near the seating area. (Hehehe.. Sau customers ko kaat kar Airtel haj ko chali.) The internet connection is decent enough to let you catch up with your facebook profile. Lolzzz.

We board the Go Air flight SG-152, Mumbai-Delhi-Jammu-Srinagar. Phew! That's a pretty long journey. The flight take off timing is 6 am. Luckily the plane moves on the runaway at a punctual time but takes off after 20-25 mins. (Traffic congestion, really?)

Good news... The flight provides you breakfast. Bad news... Nothing's for free in this world, man.

Veg combo @ 100,
Non-veg combo @ 120
A piece of cookie @ 10
Soft drinks @ 50
Mineral water @ 15

Hehehe... A nice journey until now.

Alright... We reach Delhi at 10 am (which makes me realise that the flight is late by almost an hour). Delhi is supposed to be India's busiest airport... Aah... Another half an hour delay. The weather at this time sucks a bit (causing problems for landing and take-offs). There is another halt at Jammu airport. A suggestion... Pray to God that your flight lands safely. Hehehe.

We reach Srinagar airport from Jammu at 12.15 pm. There are too many tour operators to offer you services at the airport itself.

Now the journey begins...

We head straight for our lunch at a restaurant called Jai Jinendra, near Dal Lake. The food is amazing in prospects of Kashmir locality and it does remind you of the 3 star restaurants of Mumbai. Buffet lunch is also provided by them @ Rs.100. The climate by now has become cool. We head towards Sonamarg hill station which is around 70 kms from Dal lake. On the way, a visit to many sightseeing places like Nishal Bagh, Mughal Gardens, Shankaracharya, Hazratbal is possible. But it requires atleast 3-4 hours of spare time to complete all these places.

We reach Sonamarg hill station at 4.30 pm (note: I did not visit places in Srinagar as I had already done it around 7 years back) and its time to enjoy a much needed rest.

We check in a 2-3 star hotel called The Glacier Heights. It definately provides a good service to the tourists. As per my knowledge, this is the only decent hotel available for a stay. The rest being camps and tents.

Its time for an evening walk in the freezing cold at 10 degree celsius. Mobile networks hardly work in this area since this is supposed to be a military-based region. (Tip: Do not forget to capture the beauty of the nature from your camera.)

The dinner is available in this hotel but it provides both veg and non-veg. (the good news is, they have different kitchens) Pure veg dhaba called Jai Mata Di is situated in the market but I aint sure if anybody would like to make an experiment.

The Glacier heights hotel makes customized dinner for you with good services.

Its night time and the temperature dips low. Asthamic patients need to take good care of themselves as the oxygen is thinner in this region. Heaters are available on request. Lights go off quite often but the generator solves the problem and there's hardly anything to worry about.

Finally, its the end of the day and time for a good night sleep...

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Love... Rekindled (Retourne)

Opened up a frail heart to love
With eyes closing doors on despair
Dreaming of love to flow like stream
Leaving pains beyond existence.

With eyes closing doors on despair
Unspoken sound whispers me
Come, lets believe in love again
And its magic of healing pains.

Dreaming of love to flow like stream
Within a fraction of second
Pleasant thoughts run across my mind
Recreating glad fantasies.

Leaving pains beyond existence
And drown into ocean of bliss
Terminating all glum feelings
And rekindle lost love again.


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A Retourne is a French poetry form wherein repetition is used, employed. It consist of four quatrains (four-line stanzas), with each line having eight syllables. The trick is though that the first stanza's second line must also be the second stanza's first line, the first stanza's third line is the third stanza's first, and the first stanza's fourth line is the fourth stanza's first. Retournes can but do not have to rhyme.

Friday, May 15, 2009

God loves the babes of Bollywood !!!

Run-on-the-mill dialogue of a typical bollywood masala movie...
"Nahi!!! Please, mujhe Bhagwan ke liye chhod do!"

Getting any hints why I wrote this line??? Well... Read further...

Honestly speaking, this could be the cheapest topic I would have written in my blog. But I am sorry, I have to write it. Especially after watching these crazy IPL games. Being an Indian, it's quite easy to follow and cherish cricket as a religion.

Everytime I watch a match, I pray to God, "Oh! C'mon! Not another humdinger, please!" Many of the matches being played have been humdingers with close shaves with defeats. You get absolutely thrilled, experience nervous breakdowns, can't sit quietly at one place and in most of the cases, experience heart attack too. But the question is why is it always Mumbai Indians team who create hopes and then shatter it.

Of all the close contests that I have witnessed, Mumbai Indians top the charts. May it be the game with King's XI Punjab (where it lost by a run in the first season and two or three runs in their first encounter in season 2, while chasing a target of 120 runs) or may it be the game versus Rajasthan Royals where the Mumbai Idiots couldn't hit 4 runs of 6 balls with 3 wickets in hand. In fact they were bowled all out! Shit! What a shame!

But what surprises me, is the common factor between both the teams... Bollywood Babes!!! KXIP is owned by Preity Zinta (Bubbli as per FIP). While, RR is owned by Shilpa Shetty (Big Sister as per FIP). It is also a well known fact that Shilpa Shetty holds 12% stake of RR team.

It seems that God is quite lenient to our Bollywood Babes and answers their prayers quite quickly. Or else, just imagine, which Idiot wouldn't have been able to hit 4 runs off 6 balls (v/s RR in season 2), 2 runs off 1 ball (v/s KXIP in season 1) and 5 runs off 3 balls (again v/s KXIP in the first encounter in season 2).

I pity the 100 crore Mumbai Indians from all over the world, who pray endlessly for their demi-God, Sachin Tendulkar to win the match... But in the end, it's the babes of Bollywood who actually get their prayers answered and break into a jig... I guess it's related to the Bollywood industry. God is impressed by the golden dialogue of the film industry, "Please mujhe Bhagwan ke liye chhod do!!!" That's the reason why God answers the prayers of these Bollywood Babes in the IPL.

On one side, we have the so-called IPL test team Royal Challengers Bangalore who snatch victory from the jaws of defeat. While one the other hand we have our Mumbai Idiots who experience nervous breakdowns while scripting a thriller.

All I remember is the famous dialogue of Shahrukh Khan,
HAAR KE JEETNEWALE KO BAAZIGAR KEHTE HAI

And I would say... JEET KE HAARNEWALE KO MUMBAI IDIOTS KEHTE HAI!!!


P.S. Ever wondered why RCB wins thrillers??? You guessed it correct, it has something to do with Bollywood. (Remember Katrina Kaif, the brand ambassador of RCB Team.)

Well... Not sure if IPL is a hit among God... But Bollywood, definately is.

What do you think, huh?

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Fake IPL Names Deciphered

A matter of fact to be disclosed:
I have nothing to do with this post. The matter in this post does not belong to me. Any grievances and inconveniences are regretted.

Hey guys, this post is of great help for those who are daily readers of Fake IPL Player's blog. Rumours says that The FIP might be Saurav Sarkar. Well... Who cares about it! Still too many names left to be deciphered.

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Calypso King = Chris Gayle
Castro = Fidel Edwards
Appam Chutiya = Sreeshanth
Lordie = Sourav Ganguly
Lord Almighty = Sourav Ganguly
Aila = Sachin Tendulkar
Little Monster = Sachin Tendulkar
Badshah Dildo = Shah Rukh Khan
Vinnie Dildo = Shah Rukh Khan
Little John = Ishanth Sharma
Style bhai = Murali Kartik
Mangal Pandey = L R Shukla
Prince Charles of Patiala = Yuvraj Singh
Bubblee Bantli = Preity Zinta
Bunty = Ness Wadia
Big Sister = Shilpa Shetty
Little Sister = Shamita Shetty
Deegrah Pathan = Irfan Pathan
Bhookha Naan = John Buchanan
Skipper = Brendon Mccullam
Phoren Babas = Brendon McCullum, John Buchanan
Gilli Danda = Ashok Dinda
Bangla Tiger = Mortaza
Junta Tormentor = Ajanta Mendis
Meera Bhai = Harbajan Singh
Ganji Hanger = Sanjay Bangar
Mr. Batlivala = Vijay Mallaya
Bevdaa = Jessie Ryder
Re-Peter = Kevin Peterson
Peter Ka Beta = Kevin Pietersen
RVR Singh = VRV Singh
Sandy Baddy Babe = Mandira Bedi
Dhakkan coach = Darren Lehmann
Lady Jaya = Mahila Jayawardene
Arnold Power = Ramesh Powar
Springbok = Charl Langeveldt
Ghati Baba = Rohit Sharma
Kishen Kanhaiya = Ravi Shastri
Sheikh/Sultan of Tweak = Shane Warne
Pedophile Priest = Adam Gilchrist
RDB = Ranadeb Bose
Shakespeare = Aakash Chopra
Sparrow / Parrot = Glenn McGrath
Very Very Special Friend Ram = VVS Laxman
Kaan Moolo = Ajit Agarkar
Former India fast bowler who will remain a former India fast bowler = Ajit Agarkar
Buddhiman Baba = Wriddhiman Saha
Sticky Something = Ricky Ponting
Dewar = Rahul Dravid
Big Mac = Mathew Hayden
Chhota Chetan = Cheteshwar Pujara
Panty Curry = Robin Uthapa
Chinnu Popli = Bharat Chipli/Sreevats Goswami
Chikna Pussy = David Hussey
Chirkut Teli = Viraat Kohli
Bubban = Arindam Ghosh
Darwaan of Patiala = Tom Moody
Vakil Saab = Kumar Sangakkara
Saala Slimeball = Lalit Modi
Cool Dude = Mahendra Singh Dhoni
Hanky Panky = Danny Morrison
Kameez Pajama = Rameez Raja
Boy George = Joy Bhattacharjya(KKR Team Director)
Bubblies = Kings IX Punjab
Dhakkans = Daccan Chargers
Rajpoots = Rajasthan Royals
Bevdaas Team = Bangalore Royal Challengers

Sunday, May 10, 2009

The Passion Of The Christ (Double Etheree)

Hail
The Man
The Master
Of the Mankind
Crucification
Was all He accepted
After a kiss by Judas
As a sign of his betrayal
He was stripped, flogged and mocked by the crowd
Denied thrice by His trusted aide Peter

Smiling, He suffered and died for Mankind
Preaching power of love, hope and faith
Act of Selflessness, forgiveness
Helping, forgiving sinners
Such was passion of Christ
Sacrificed His blood
To cleanse our souls
He showed way
To reach
God


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About the poem:
I don't know much about Christianity because I follow Jainism. I was motivated to write this poem after watching the movie The Passion Of The Christ. Whatever I write about it, is definately not going to heal the wounds caused to Jesus by us. I hope this little poem could bring a change within ourselves.


Etheree:
The poetry form, Etheree, consists of 10 lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 syllables.
Etheree can also be reversed and written 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.
Reversed Etheree: 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Double Etheree: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 10, 9, 8, 7, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
...Triple Etheree, Quadruple Etheree, and so on!