My precious …
4 years …
uncountable hours of music, at times to rave, at times to space out
uncountable trips to the hills
uncountable hours spent in the A/C in the killing Indian summer
uncountable nights spent out driving to nowhere
uncountable hours of rage spent on the wheels
you’ve been the shelter, you’ve been the getaway
more than often, you’ve been the warm hug that I need when things go wrong
more than often, you’ve been the trust that makes the difference between life and death
you’ve been the perfect companian to two friends
you’ve been …. no less than a friend …
and never once, NEVER EVEN ONCE ! did u give up !
for me you define what Zen is all about …


My heart cries….
Man….It hurts mooore than a break-up.
Here’s Cheers to a Hundred Thousand Kilometres Together!
And hope the ZEN springs back to life, michelins and all…..
With a heavy heart,
Aman
P.S. Take it back!
Man i remember those trips to college and beyond………
In hot summers…………..
kasauli driveback and red wine…………
It was the best non power steering (apperantly) ZEN…….. (comliment to Navvs Drivin)
Chal… cheers to many more drives in your new one………….
Cheers!!
Says the ZEN master
haan shote veerey.. kee haal aa..
just marking my attendance here:-)
things r gr8 on this side of the planet.. check out my SMALL blog http://goodolbuce.blogspot.com/ i m gettin my CMRA racing license. reminds me of that first trip to k-1000 rally hahaha!