the prettiest comet .......

today i saw a lovely movie called Eklavya....the royal guard...
very nice movie.beautiful locations...very nice cast....short and dark and sweet....
i definitely recommend the movie for all movie buffs and non- movie buffs alike. i finally got delivery of my bike from Ahmed bhai who had taken responsibility of fixing the broken foot rest connector thingy....He gave me the bike and it felt good to finally ride me julie again.I had almost forgotten the feeling of riding her.She felt nice...real nice....as i made my way back from the garage i couldn't help but smile and as i parked her in my office basement...i apologised to her....she didn't reply....i walked away and for some reason i felt the need to turn back and take another look at her as she stood there....what a sight she is.....she makes me smile....i promise her, as i walk away...."I'll take care of u"...she doesn't reply, but i know she heard me.....she's been with me.....through quite a lot....she has shared many good and bad moments....we've smiled together....cried out in pain together....i remember the moments we've spent together with Mehma...she loved me julie too...she said to me once...."this is mine OK" i agreed...she told me to take care of her....i will take care of her......she has been with me when Bombay was flooded...she was with me in spirit even when i walked to sharath's home and back when he himself, hadn't made it home in his car.she helped me get back to office that evening.....she saved me that evening.....i remember her falling the first time and i felt her pain as her brake lever took all her weight as i fell.......she was with me when i fell on the way back to Goa....as i fell i knew what she was enduring.....i was in denial as i picked her up and saw her wounds..i said to myself...."no...no..no..."..she was the prettiest there was, and she had scars all over her right side because of me.....i share a scar on the palm of my right hand with her....i live with this reminder for the rest of my life....a white patch to remind me of the skin which ripped as i tried desperately to reduce the speed of my skid on that bridge.....it was my fault...i still remember....she had taken a lot...she was still with me all the way back to Bombay...i don't know what it was that made us keep going.....i think it was the thought of being back with Mehma....i remember getting visions of her on my way back...i was talking to myself....the pain was too agonizing and i couldn't stop because if i had stopped...my companion would had to stop....it was about the ride...don't give up...i thought to myself...how bad can this get....just get the job done.......i have to get this over with....i made it to Bombay wit her....she pressed on with me...even though she had taken quite a beating....she still made it happen.....i believe she has a soul...she is with me...i know i am not as loving as i should be...she deserves more....i try to give her my attention...its still not the best she deserves...i wish i was more loving while she wasnt hurt...i wish i had realised how important she is to me then....you never know what u have till it leaves u....its been atleast 4 months she was lying in the parking lot and i dont know what i was doing without her.....i know now.....i am a dick.