Monthly Archives: April 2016

This vast expanse of blue tepid water,
the yellow sun evading the skies,
the beauty all so glamorous,
the shimmering spires of the town.
green pastures, chirping birds,
colored sands at their perennial best,
puts beautiful palace at incisive test.
stalwarts built it firm and strong,
entrepreneurs decorated it with bronze.
water cascading at umpteenth places,
makes it the darling of all races.
garlanded with human emotions,
looks like a fire ablaze at night,
a real treat to the human eye,
with tawny fishes saying goodbye.
the colorful bonanza of gaudy lights,
the orchestra singing to a perfect rhyme,
the ornamental clock tower gives a midnight chime,
blissful silence descends all over,
as i succumb to the delight of invincible sleep.

Round colored balls of crystal glass,
oval shaped mugs of bone china,
engraved impressions of fish on thermos flask,
tiny cutglass bowls for consuming vodka,
heat resistant specimens of pressure cooker,
heavy safety valves curbing escape of steam,
circular rubber rings sewn with fire proof material,
frozen refrigerators cooling a factory of food,
hi-tech microwave boilers nursing unburnt meals,
hollow iron drums storing yearly food grain,
vibrating grinders for softening curd,
tetra burner cooking range warming milk,
large butcher knives for slicing jackfruit,
sleek bottle openers for releasing tin caps,
penta cavitied toasters for roasting bread,
large alloyed vessels for baking egg,
tri cylinder apparatus for filtering ground water,
slimy water bowls for wiping utensils,
corrugated iron sticks for grilled barbecue,
well spun coarse cloth for rubbing hands and stain,
shady compartments of exhaust vents,
obliterating traces of harsh light,
tin metal dishwasher scraping stubborn dirt,
cane baskets holding a bunch of spoon and fork,
small cuplets filled with
chilli, pepper, salt, coriander seed. etc,
multifold light bulbs fastened to ceiling,
with dedicated housewives preparing mouth watering dishes,
and a pitcher of beer on the granite slab,
is a glimpse of the 20th century modern kitchen.

A little bit of water to quench my thirst; pacifying smoldering flames in my throat,

A little bit of cloth encapsulating my shriveled demeanor; offering me warmth,

A little bit of shoe covering my chapped feet; facilitating me to execute handsome strides,

A little bit of chocolate rum; to impregnate my body with warmth in shivering cold,

A little bit of stone roof over my head; shielding me from the acerbic sun and pelting rain,

A little bit of hair on my scalp; cushioning my bones from body blows of the iron bludgeon,

A little bit of pungent chili in my mouth; tingling dormant zones of my palette,

A little bit of car to roam about uninhibited; gliding enigmatically through winding
lanes of the valley,

A little bit of sunshine filtering through the window; stringently fumigating forlorn
memories of the past,

A little bit of steam bath at dawn; reinvigorating exhausted muscles of my body,

A little bit of silver watch wound on my wrist; incessantly highlighting the exact time of the day,

A little bit pencil lead in my hands; prompting me to inundate barren sheets of paper with literature,

A little bit of tear in my crystal eyes; portraying a plethora of effusive emotions,

A little bit of entangled rope; on which I could vigorously roll and swing,

A little bit of sweat dribbling down my chest; revealing signs of exhilaration,

A little bit of greenery besieging my vision; catapulting me into waves of ecstatic jubilation,

A little bit of slimy reptile in my arms; cuddling me with its enchanting charm,

A little bit of camera slung over my shoulder; capturing innumerable objects in proximity,

A little bit of moonshine infiltrating through my skin; accentuating its radiance and
supple complexion,

A little bit of cream butter to smear on roasted bread; to savor the pinnacle of appetizing taste,

A little bit of leather riveted to my hands; enabling me to punch my fists in air,

A little bit of agility in my legs; helping me clamber the steep mountain,

A little bit of tinted glass camouflaging my eye; obliterating my vision from acrid rays of the sun,

A little bit of unscrupulous joke; provoking me to burst into unrestrained pools of laughter,

A little bit of stuffed cotton quilt; for me to blissfully sleep in the treacherous night,

A little bit of blessing from the creator; to assist me in versatile arenas of my life,

And a little bit of love; from the girl I intensely loved,

Is all that I needed to rekindle my soul; making me feel I was wholesomely alive.

A lifetime of sharing; unveiling the most intricate secrets; overtopping the barriers of the disdainfully acrid society,

A lifetime of poignant emotions; with the inner most recesses of the heart effusively portraying their ultimate even in the heart of chilly night,

A lifetime of caring; compounded with the uninhibited spirit of selfless sacrifice,

A lifetime of frolicking in the aisles of untamed desire; with the winds of doom miserably dwindling to curb the flame of perpetual romance,

A lifetime of belief; with the devil of sinister misconception vanishing completely into wisps of obsolete oblivion,

A lifetime of overwhelmingly exuberant adventure; marching intrepidly; with invincible solidarity to achieve our goals,

A lifetime of mesmerizing fantasy; perennially wound in each others arms in a mystical entrenchment of our own,

A lifetime of respecting our revered ancestors; worshipping the path of impeccably righteous ideals which they so diligently persevered till the time they died,

A lifetime of empathy for our fellow compatriots; transgressing shoulder to shoulder with in their moments of ecstasy and inexplicable sorrow,

A lifetime of staring profoundly into our eyes; no matter what evil tried to infiltrate into the carpets of this blissful world,

A lifetime of philandering like newly discovered lovers; tickling each other till tears of
incomprehensible freedom trickled down our eyes,

A lifetime of procreating our own progeny; proudly carrying forward God’s most marvelous chapter of existence,

A lifetime of accepting each other; of what we were; and of what we unfortunately couldn’t be,

A lifetime of holding hands with each other; confronting the mightiest of obstacle that came our way; with the wave of our immortal love,

A lifetime of understanding each other; discovering the most minuscule of our likes and dislikes to the boundaries beyond sagacious comprehension,

A lifetime of vows and resolutions; to serve each other till the time we relinquish our breath; match each other step for step,

A lifetime of perseverance; an unrelentingly enduring struggle that saw us eventually clamber up the summit of glittering success,

A lifetime of loving each other so insatiably; that the most treacherous of pain metamorphosed into a million smiles,

And most importantly; a lifetime of life; and a lifetime of death; is how I wanted to lead my life with you O! beloved; till the time Almighty Lord wanted us to be.

Just as your job was to blasphemously abuse every religion that wasn’t yours; my job was to unassailably unite the wretchedly dissipated planet once again into the religion of Omnipotent humanity,

Just as your job was to cold-bloodedly annihilate forest after jubilant forest for erecting sinister edifice; my job was to sow an infinite new seedlings of prosperity every unfurling instant of the day and shimmering night,

Just as your job was to sacrilegiously desecrate every Temple; Mosque; Church and Monastery as the greatest agnostic alive; my job was to inexhaustibly pray—humbly bending down to the fervently Omnipresent footsteps of the Almighty Creator,

Just as your job was to ruthlessly paralyze countless a girl child right itself in the invincibly sacrosanct womb; my job was to altruistically lend every ounce of my mind; body and shoulder to those aimlessly shivering orphans without a roof,

Just as your job was to shoot an infinite invidious bullets right into the innocuous skull; my job was to heal every conceivable wound on the trajectory of this fathomless earth; with the magical ointment of brotherhood that ran inherently in each of my ardent veins,

Just as your job was to shrewdly trade everything on this globe for fecklessly meaningless money; my job was to pen down an infinite lines of mesmerizing poetry and solely follow my heart—which made me the richest organism alive,

Just as your job was to indiscriminately make fun and endlessly slander every piece of weakness in this world; my job was to become the selflessly compassionate walking stick—of all those old; infirm; haplessly staggering and maimed,

Just as your job was to unthinkably molest and trade your very own mother for a few sleazy wads of currency; my job was to become that unflinchingly faithful son of every couple who was banefully childless,

Just as your job was to interminably inundate the reservoirs of ghastly hell with more and more innocent blood; my job was to spawn paradise at every conceivable quarter of mother earth out of thin air—solely on the
foundations of unconquerable love,

Just as your job was to baselessly condemn and spit upon every tangible and intangible thing that you felt and sighted; my job was to appreciate and be in due servitude of God’s unceasingly effulgent and tirelessly proliferating Universe,

Just as your job was to acrimoniously scrap even the last traces of your inimitably invaluable heritage and kin; my job was to bountifully procreate an innumerable of my own—contributing my own bit towards the chapters of eternal newness and creation,

Just as your job was to flagrantly lie in every tawdrily damned word that you uttered; my job was to perseveringly evolve a whole new civilization of only truth; which was ruled solely by the unsurpassable sky of righteousness,

Just as your job was to sadistically rejoice the morbidly fetid skeleton in every of your breath; my job was to make day-to-day life of every inexplicably thwarted organism; a joyously unfettered celebration,

Just as your job was to pugnaciously maim even the most infinitesimal trace of creative in its very roots; my job was to uninhibitedly let loose every frazzled cranny of my brain—in order to replenish each aspect of my existence with the uncurbed richness of the Lord’s creation,

Just as your job was to cast a spell of deplorable doomsday upon every organism rollicking in the true spirit of life; my job was to be the lantern of unparalleled optimism to each uncontrollably shivering form; by the grace of the Omniscient Creator,

Just as your job was to bombard every cognizable corner of the earth with wanton hatred and satanic war; my job was to solely disseminate the ideals of celestial peace and harmony; which was the only religion that every form of God ever taught,

Just as your job was to miserably lull in the graveyards of disastrously asphyxiating solitariness; my job was to ardently voice the sounds of mellifluous undefeated life- -ubiquitously in the ecstatically palpitating atmosphere,

Just as your job was to barbarously behead every new-born on the spuriously sacrificial altar in order to extend your own life; my job was to fearlessly fight till my very last breath—lay my life instantaneously for the sake of the glory of my venerated motherland,

B’cause please understand O! mercilessly pulverizing devil—that every job; whether indescribably bad or good; is still a job in hand; a job to be done; or as they’ve been saying since times immemorial that a job is a job

Bless me with the strength to plough through undulating stretches of fecund land,

Bless me with the agility to clamber up serrated skin of tall pine tree,

Bless me with the profound courage to encounter nefarious criminals head on,

Bless me with the ability to discriminate between the sacrosanct and horrendously bad,

Bless me with the nostalgia to reminiscence blissful anecdotes of past and; unveiling future,

Bless me with the prowess of eloquent speech; for communication with the society,

Bless me with the capacity of rescuing urchins trembling in the arms of fast approaching death,

Bless me with belligerent qualities of becoming a true warrior for my revered nation,

Bless me with a keen eyesight to help a plethora of citizens traversing the roads; with strips of black on their eyes,

Bless me with extravagant bulge of body muscle; to stand as a rock between
the victimized and lecherous,

Bless me with the stupendous power to stay awake at night; facilitating me to cover all those shivering with a woolen quilt,

Bless me with bountiful opulence; instigating me to feed famished masses with
twin meals of rice,

Bless me with a celestial smile; pacifying hordes of people in times of disastrous
calamity,

Bless me with a chivalrous disposition; making it easier for me to part with
my possessions,

Bless me with a down to earth attitude; rendering me versatile to empathize with a myriad of penurious masses,

Bless me with the power to walk barefoot in the blistering heat; donating my leather boots to those struck with leprosy,
Bless me with an intricate mind deciphering enigmas; chalking out philanthropic policies for traumatized prisoners,

Bless me with the dexterity to commence my day with a plain glass of water; relinquishing appetizing meals served on silver,

Bless me with truck loads of unprejudiced love; imparting it to all those
who indispensably need it,

Bless me with the energy to innovate and create; showering a battalion of contemporary comfort on my impoverished counterparts,

Bless me with the art of holding back my effusive tears; instead offering tumultuous comfort to the bereaved,

Over and above all O! LORD bless me with the power to sustain life; succeeding in my endeavor to make planet earth a better place to live.

Reacting to wild suggestions of fantasy,
obsessive desires of throbbing heart,
maniacal flow of thoughts going berserk,
impulsive desires gaining momentum,
and rock hard sugarcane stalks melting in dry compartments of my mouth,
i dreamt of the following,
chalking plans to reinforce it at some stage,
as and when,
my feet took complete stranglehold of the soil on which i tread.

a king sized room riveted to tight cane roof,
tall slabs of wall made of white crystal mirrors,
towering columns carved of ultra light metal,
hollow interiors filled with saline sea water,
artificial springs of red liquid cascading down a gallery of rock,
electric grey dolphins gliding with silken comfort,
infinite lotus shrub floating in tranquil peace,
glass aquariums of fish suspended from golden rope,
i would then ride in my sea horse boat,
parading through an ambience of man-made sea,
speeding across undulating currents of condensed salt,
finally plunging myself head on,
into the tap warm waters of my created ocean,
swimming with the underwater fish for as long,
as my breath could last within dark brown jackets of my lungs.

A casual glimpse at the beggars face,
can reveal altogether a new case.
its filled with substantial beauties and charm,
the joy hidden in occasionally occurring sleepy trance.
the bone jarring thoughts of his simplistic mind,
involve no trickery plots like the educated kind.
his hands so shabby look black and soggy,
they cant get the ingredients of an ivory flask.
homicidal tendencies crept in his mind,
he held gleaming knives in his hand,
ripped through bulging pockets of passing bystanders,
laughed like a harmless devil sipping icy mouthfuls
of left over food.
his eyes have an uncanny touch of blue,
they don’t envisage great ideas of creation,
instead give realistic clues of hunger at its very best.

I coated roasted bread periphery with surplus extracts of cow butter,
stuffed hollow spaces between twin slices with squashed tomato curry,
baked round crystalline egg to fluffy proportion,
crushed a pair of sour lemon to form appetizing juice,
flooded polished interiors of glass with blood red wine,
sliced infinite biscuits of farm fresh radish,
blended chunks of mustard seed in huge jars of ground well water,
dropped sizzling pieces of goat meat in gigantic foils of silver,
ripped open olive green coconut shell with slender butcher knife,
peeled wild skin of fleshy orange after feeble resistance from the fruit,
decorated the slimy surface of exquisite marble,
with bulky slabs of chilly ice-cream,
sprinkled pinches of pure salt on visible patches of spiceless food,
laid a cluster of hybrid grapes in minuscule baskets of cane,
filled miniature soup bowls with clear paste of noodle and garlic powder,
chopped with deft strokes of skill entangled bundles of cauliflower root,
burnt sugar to chocolate brown in low rising flames of electronic stove,
rubbed green chili sticks with volatile force on my lifeless lips,
opened sliding glass panels of the green house roof,
to let in revitalizing draughts of the mountain air,
reclined and sank in the plush upholstery of king sized chair,
to relish the concoctions and recipe which were simply for morning consumption,
listening to enlightening tunes diffusing softly, from plastic pellets of my portable walkman.

I have never seen eyes more mesmerizing than yours; the majestic seduction with which they fluttered under brilliant sunlight,

I have never seen lips more rubicund than yours; the way they smiled unceasingly even in the most bizarre of affliction they were circumvented with,

I have never seen hair more voluptuous than yours; the stupendously ravishing swirl in which they imprisoned every onlooker who transgressed by,

I have never seen a skin more resplendent than yours; the way it immaculately sparkled right since the first ray of ephemeral dawn; to the deathly hour even well
past after chilly midnight,

I have never seen a nose more piquant than yours; the astounding ability it was bestowed upon to smell; profusely relish and enjoy each fragrance in the
placid atmosphere,

I have never seen sweat more passionate than yours; the astronomically alluring vivacity it was endowed with; to drive away somebody’s breath; like a meteor
shot from the blue sky,

I have never seen cheeks more flirtatious than yours; titillating me to the most unprecedented limits and even beyond fathomless eternity,

I have never seen a voice more melodious than yours; the ingratiating aura which it radiated profoundly as it rose and fell with the silken clouds drifting in the sky,

I have never seen a shadow more fascinating than yours; the enchanting trail of mysticism it left for centuries incomprehensible; as it lingered on even after the Herculean day had subsided,

I have never seen a smile more gorgeous than yours; the incredulously ecstatic virtue in it; that made it the irrefutable darling of all tribes,

I have never seen a conviction more firmer than yours; the tumultuously resilient ease; with which you rose up dauntingly to every task of life,

I have never seen hands more impeccable than yours; the dainty caress with which they spread their magic to every object they laid oligarchic demeanor on,

I have never seen a stomach more pristine than yours; the overwhelmingly fabulous way in which it nimbly swished; as the moist carpet of grass made you wonderfully yawn,

I have never seen a character more spotless than yours; the insurmountably floating unbiased empathy in your spell binding conscience,

I have never seen a mind more ingenious than yours; relentlessly fantasizing every unleashing minute; perceiving the most celestial of angels infinite feet above the cosmos,

I have never seen blood more crimson than yours; euphorically traversing through your body at lightening speeds; imparting all surrounding you with spurts of boisterous life,

I have never seen ears more enamoring than yours; the delectable string of feathery sounds they had this uncanny ability to decipher; while the world outside just kept delving into monotonous business,

I have never seen breath more fiery than yours; the unsurpassable ardor and tenacity with which it flowed like a fulminating volcano down your nostrils; bonding
me inseparably with its royal grace,

And let apart seeing; I am sure that there doesn’t exist a heart more compassionate than yours; a heart which loves me above all entities trespassing through
this Universe; a heart which has since times immemorial always remained and palpitated with mine.