Monthly Archives: April 2016

Waiting majestically on grey tarmac,
100 feet of solid steel mass,
eloquent window panes visible in elevation,
consisting of resistant shatter proof fiber glass,
stubby nose coated with black caps of steel,
the entire body sleeping on a framework of elongated steel,
stuck to an assembly of high quality radial Dunlop,
aerodynamic flaps of protruding wings,
enabling necessary leverage in thin air,
ergonomically soft cabin interior,
seat belts dangling from oval plastic,
bulb arrows leading to emergency exits,
inflated life vests camouflaged in cabin roof,
television monitors displaying altitude and speed,
revolving trolleys serving continental food,
circulating dailies stored in cloth racks,
overhead lockers containing hand baggage,
with tonnes of cargo in its hollow belly,
nestling in hangars for refueling,
ready to fly a million kilometers of air journey,
towering above snow alps, violent seas,
concrete cities, dense forests,
bearing signatures of Air India, British airways, Royal Nepal.etc,
flying at unbelievable heights of half a lac feet,
the highest flying tapered bird,
made up of light aluminum foil and steel,
a carrier of unparalleled privilege,
the fastest mode of transport available,
is the air bus 320.

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you stole my car; whizzed past the meandering slopes of the valley at roaring speeds; and blended profusely with the spirit of adventure,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you stole my swanky perfume bottle; flooded your entire entity by prolifically sprinkling the same; basked in the aisles of unsurpassable fragrance that emanated as a ramification,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you stole my shoes; audaciously clambered up the mountains; tightly fitting them to your nimble skinned soles,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you stole my drum replete with glistening jewels; embellished your entire body with scintillating garments portraying them bombastically to the outside world,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you stole my appetizing morsels of food; feasted on the same sipping delectable pints of red wine on the verdant slopes of the ecstatic waterfall,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you stole my entire wardrobe of clothes; philandered through the rustic fields adorned in cowboy boots; audaciously brandishing your tomboyish attire,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you stole my feather tipped pen; sketched exquisite shapes of the voluptuous stars lingering in the cosmos; emptied all the ink entrapped within to sign the bulky chequebooks,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you stole my books; had a smashing time in browsing through the majestic ensemble of beautiful words; drowning yourself wholesomely into the tantalizing fantasy imprisoned within,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you stole my colossal dwelling; leaving me scorched and dry on the streets to uncertainly weave my way around,

It didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you stole my children; frolicked and enjoyed with them on the sea shores; while I brooded incessantly in moments of gruesome silence,

It didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you stole my diamond studded sword; swished it violently around; pretentiously pretending to inhabit the royal throne,

It didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you stole by bushy beard and moustache; tossing my hair around in unprecedented glee; after plucking them from my skin furtively in the night,

It didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you stole every single penny of my wealth; absconded away with the gargantuan conglomerate of currency that I had perspired for all my life,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you stole my entire fleet of teeth; adroitly removing them after injecting me with unfathomable doses of sedation; giving them as a special bone to your pet dog to relish and chew,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you stole my fame; perfidiously bad mouthed about me to as far and wide as you possibly could in this world; trying to abysmally look me down in front of people whom I irrefutably revered and adored,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you stole my infectious smile; whipping me indefatigably with your acerbic string of sardonic comments; made me cry by hurling at me abuses which I had never come across in the most wildest of my
dreams,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you stole my ideals; inevitably compelling me to act against my own wishes; blackmailing me indiscriminately by exploiting my supremely sensitive points,

And it really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you stole my life; made me relinquish precious breathing; secretly poisoning the water I gulped; viciously adulterating my big tumbler of morning milk with snake venom,

As all these things were too trivial to bother me; for you had already committed a robbery even greater than this stealing my heart when you met me several years
ago; making me a slave of your immortal love;

And today whatever else you stole did not impact me the slightest; simply and miserably failed to bother me at all.

Stay on top of the blisteringly sweltering equator; uncontrollably basking in the insatiably flamboyant glory of the Omnipotent Sun,

Stay on resplendently inebriating avalanches of scintillating ice; bountifully feasting every ingredient of your crimson blood; on the stupendously frosty mountains,

Stay on rustic landscapes of indigenously panoramic mud; indefatigably tingling even the most infinitesimal bud of your skin; with melodiously enchanting grass,

Stay under the unrelentingly cascading waterfalls; replenishing your drearily insipid nerves with the mantra of harmoniously holistic; symbiotism,

Stay wherever you like; but stay in rhapsodically ebullient happiness; stay ubiquitously diffusing into a fountain of everlasting jubilation; stay forever and
philanthropically alive.

1.

Stay abreast the ferociously dazzling fires; metamorphosing even the most frigidly pernicious moments of your bedraggled life; into a sky of unconquerable optimism,

Stay intrepidly relaxing on the gigantic shark’s back; unfurling into a gorge of unfathomably exhilarating adventure; as each instant rampantly zipped by,

Stay tirelessly under the placidly mesmerizing Moon; enchantingly pacifying your tumultuously frazzled persona; with euphorically impeccable charisma,

Stay intractably near the aromatically appetizing kitchens; supremely tantalizing your disastrously impoverished nostrils; with the most delectably exotic cuisine that lingered on this gigantic Universe,

Stay wherever you like; but stay unassailably bonded in threads of solidarity; stay as God’s most innocuously blessed organisms; stay forever and philanthropically alive.

2.

Stay rolling with the immaculately burgeoning mushrooms; marvelously saluting their honesty; as the first rays of dawn unleashed from the royally ethereal horizons,

Stay wholesomely blended with hives of the boisterous honey bee; profusely enveloping every cranny of your diminutive demeanor; with unsurpassably never-ending sweetness,
Stay unflinchingly confronting the most mightiest of tornadoes; relishing the sheer propensity of compassionate moisture; on every impression of your pathetically fading visage,

Stay powerlessly surrendered at the pristine feet of your divine beloved; profoundly nourishing every droplet of your scarlet blood; with all beauty that serendipitously enshrouded this planet,

Stay wherever you like; but stay always encapsulated with impregnable prosperity; stay shoulder to shoulder with your comrades in inexplicably traumatic pain; stay forever and philanthropically alive.

3.

Stay lifelong with all unfortunately staggering destitute; inundating enlightening rays of desire in the lives of all those vindictively orphaned,

Stay intransigently upon the sordidly uninhibited rooftop; languishing in the aisles of unending desire; without caring two hoods about the conventionally diabolical society,

Stay brazenly bare chested on the ecstatically gallivanting horse; timelessly exploring the ravishing aura of this earth; as the majestically glorious wind gushed past the whites of your joyously blazing eyes,

Stay concisely synchronized in the dormitories of the swanky corporate office; rejoicing the quintessential fundamentals of pragmatic management; to their
unprecedented fullest,

Stay wherever you like; but stay with a smile blessing your countenance till times beyond eternity; stay pricelessly bonded with the fabric of eternally melanging mankind; stay forever and philanthropically alive.

State of the Art cars; to philander in; whistle past the ingratiatingly voluptuous countryside like a trice of a bullet,

State of the Art fabric; to compassionately entrench the shivering flesh of my body; gallivant in the most garishly pompous fashion; through contemporary city streets,

State of the Art aircrafts; to transport me to the most fathomlessly unbelievable parts of the globe; as I royally caressed through mystical puffs of cotton clouds,

State of the Art lawns; for me to transgress through at the crack of nostalgic dawn; profusely absorb the exotic river of golden dew drops with the silken periphery of my feet,

State of the Art watches; to display the accurate unveiling of time; illuminate the dolorous atmosphere with their ethnically silver shine,

State of the Art computer; to punch in keywords at thunderbolt velocities; reach even the most obsolete corner of this planet with the innocuous ease of a new born child,

State of the Art footwear; which was thoroughly resilient against the most tumultuous of storm; trespassed like an untamed panther over a blanket of satanically
acrimonious thorns,

State of the Art swimming pool; in which I plunged for a stupendously rejuvenating swim; fantasizing unrelentingly under the festoon of amicably twinkling stars,

State of the Art pen; with its grandiloquently golden nib embossing my magnanimous signature over every currency check I endorsed,

State of the Art food; with the most exotic cuisine on this earth served majestically on my platter; a labyrinth of embellished spoons fervently awaiting an encounter with my slavering mouth,

State of the Art sun glasses; to sequester me from the acrid Sun; enticing gasps of incredulously augmenting admiration; from my battalion of followers on the streets,

State of the Art shampoo; to impart a fabulous redolence to my scalp; engendering an unsurpassable cloud of bubbles to handsomely diffuse in placid carpets of air,

State of the Art garlands impregnated with a gorgeous conglomerate of shimmering pearls; to make me feel infinite times higher than the crowned king,

State of the Art office; equipped with the most swanky contraptions; which shrunk the entire world; into an infinitesimally minuscule wired village,

State of the Art farms; through which I flirted when my mind commanded; frolicking in gay abandon with clusters of immaculately furry sheep,

State of the Art libraries overwhelmed with the most enigmatically captivating books; which I supremely relished to read; under the seductively plush air of the air-conditioner,

State of the Art cameras; for me to capture the most astoundingly mesmerizing sights in this Universe; click infinite times in a single instant; to relax the pertinently welling pressure of my palms,

State of the Art breath to inhale; filtered by the most stringently conventional air purifiers; ensuring that I lived my life to the most unprecedented of its capacity,

But most importantly; uninhibitedly natural rudiments of love; which made me actually enjoy all that was State of the Art; kept me for unfathomable births; always alive.

Every writer is starved for a publisher; the indispensable channel to propagate his work ubiquitously into the entire world,

Every granule of desert sand is starved for cloudbursts of rain; those glistening globules of water to impart it with new life,

Every eye is starved for beauty; those ravishing forms of mysticism which grant unsurpassable pleasure and a glint to its exhausted persona,

Every valley is starved for an echo; that voluptuously resonating sound that clashes delectably against the gloominess of the still atmosphere,

Every scorpion is starved for a sting; those robust globs of innocuous flesh; which grace it the astronomical privilege of piercing its ominous tentacles,

Every sports car is starved for a driver; who can grip its steering wheel with insurmountable machismo; speed it at whirlwind speeds; with its nozzle handsomely
permeating through majestic carpets of air,

Every dog is starved for a bone; the tantalizing slices of red meat to appease its gluttony till unprecedented limits,

Every mosquito is starved for immaculate entities; on whose impeccable flesh it could sit all day; and satanically suck blood all throughout the savage night,

Every lip is starved for a kiss; that volatile inferno of unimaginable passion it stirred at the tiniest of caress,

Every armpit is starved for sweat; that fountain of shimmering juice which made it feel all the more stupendously exotic,

Every ear is starved for the voice of the nightingale; that ingratiating fantasy which it inevitably fomented; as it slowly drifted before blending with the senses,

Every knuckle is starved for a punch; that astounding feeling of bravado which irrefutably descended; as it pounded through loose balls of open space,

Every soul is starved for childhood; those profusely mischievous moments which divinely tickled it to rise higher above the angels,

Every barren pond is starved for the royal lotus; the magnanimously alluring odor that profoundly illuminated each second of its unfurling life,
Every telephone is starved for a melodious ring; that inexorably tinkling sound that made all around it rise with unanimous solidarity,

Every butterfly was starved for sunlight; those fiery beams of the Sun God which filtered optimistic rays of hope in its miserably cloistered existence; engendered
it to dance and fly,

Every mind was starved for ravishing fantasy; fathomlessly fabulous dreams which incessantly kept it in a state of perpetual bliss,

Every heart was starved for its beloved; the incomprehensible ardor she generated to unrelentingly accelerate its each beat,

And every life was starved for love; that immortal affinity it solely desired since the time it took its first breath; the very reason it was still breathing and alive.

Creativity is a shadow that incessantly flutters; changing its dimensions every unleashing second,

Creativity is something which is indefatigable; proliferating to the most unprecedented limits as each idea manifests,

Creativity is a milestone which always eludes; running further and further away; just when you thought you’d perpetually achieved it,

Creativity is a dream that could besiege you even under the most sweltering rays of sunlight; disappearing into infinitesimal wisps of non-existence; as abruptly as it had come,

Creativity is an island that crops up like thunderbolts of lightening; suddenly from amidst the most remotest portions of clouds in the sky,

Creativity is a hunger which never subsides; remaining disastrously famished; even after masticating the most wonderful fruits on this earth,

Creativity is a flower which blossoms into infinite petals every unveiling instant; endlessly shooting towards the sky; even after its ultimate summit had been reached,

Creativity is mesmerizing froth which kept you always exuberant; wholesomely rejuvenating the most pathetically dying nerves in your body,

Creativity is a fabulously voluptuous mirage that you sighted even in the murkiest of light; enticing you in its web of seductive unpredictability,

Creativity is a newly born infant; inexplicably metamorphosing its patterns as each moment of the day unleashed,

Creativity is a rainbow of multitudinal colors; magnificently spreading its fragrance of newness in every person whose life was engulfed with despicable doom,

Creativity is an ocean of tumultuously undulating waves; with each wave instantaneously reforming itself to unsurpassable proportions; after clashing against
the conglomerate of treacherous rocks,

Creativity is the chapter of relentless procreation; with each entity in the Universe giving birth to an unrelenting myriad of trendsetting forms,

Creativity is the flamboyant Sun which forever glows; dissipating its festoon of grandiloquently exuberant rays to every dying room; which badly needed it,

Creativity is an echo which reverberates till eternity; tirelessly changing its pitch like the heart of a passionately robust lover,

Creativity is the pulse of uncertainty; a sound escalating higher than turbulent thunder and yet remaining unheard,

Creativity is an insurmountably tantalizing seductress; luring your entire countenance to realms beyond the point of no control,

Creativity is an arrow which doesn’t kill; instead harnesses ebulliently animated traces of sacrosanct life; all the time,

Creativity is a road with incomprehensible number of bifurcations; with each path leading to the most beautiful gift called; Existence,

And most importantly Creativity is not exclusive; its there hidden in all of you; So c’mon lets start discovering it gorgeously priceless forms; infact the time is now ripe enough to start being creative.

Perennially insuperable happiness STARTS; exactly from the point where the traumatic voices of self inflicting insanity and meaningless frigid depression; ENDS,

Blazingly inimitable triumph STARTS; exactly from the point where the cadaverously ignominious and deliriously forlorn graveyard of betrayal; ENDS,

Enchantingly royal sensuousness STARTS; exactly from the point where the stone of egregiously inane and treacherously decrepit stagnation; ENDS,

Stupendously bestowing literacy STARTS; exactly from the point where the apocalypse of dastardly manipulation and population explosion; ENDS,

Resplendently effulgent scent STARTS; exactly from the point where the gallows of pathetically devastating and monotonously invidious boredom; ENDS,

Unflinchingly fearless martyrdom STARTS; exactly from the point where the venom of grotesquely ludicrous and abjectly derelict cowardliness; ENDS,

Peerlessly unsurpassable beauty STARTS; exactly from the point where the web of diabolically distorted and disgustingly gratuitous politics; ENDS,

Handsomely fructifying titillation STARTS; exactly from the point where the mortuary of baselessly slavering and hedonistically lurid commercialism; ENDS,

Eternally blessing truth STARTS; exactly from the point where the well of abysmally hopeless and haplessly staggering lies; ENDS,

Unconquerably divine poetry STARTS; exactly from the point where the daggerhead of indiscriminatingly torturous and malevolently salacious greed; ENDS,

Timelessly enamoring success STARTS; exactly from the point where the fog of viciously disparaging and endlessly hyperbolic ego; ENDS,

Astoundingly panoramic proliferation STARTS; exactly from the point where the carcass of agnostically hypochondriac and threadbare abstention; ENDS,

Magically heavenly brotherhood STARTS; exactly from the point where the battlefield of demonically cold-blooded and brutally unsolicited slavery; ENDS,

Uninhibitedly priceless freedom STARTS; exactly from the point where the whiplash of satanically corrupt and horrifically incarcerating dictatorship; ENDS,

Perpetually benign melody STARTS; exactly from the point where the tune of the cacophonically parasitic and ungainly squelching devil; ENDS,

Ubiquitously regale harmony STARTS; exactly from the point where the war of bawdily infinitesimal and worthlessly murderous power; ENDS,

Timelessly endowing humanity STARTS; exactly from the point where the prison of tyrannically truculent and flagrantly penalizing indiscrimination; ENDS,

Miraculously blessed paradise STARTS; exactly from the point where the tornado of dogmatically rotting and mercilessly annihilating abhorrence; ENDS,

And Immortally Godly love STARTS; exactly from the point where the holocaust of sinfully stuttering and sleazily obfuscated retribution; ENDS.

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally austere uniform of the disciplinarian policeman; which contained not even the most infinitesimal insinuation of a salaciously decrepit blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally checkered uniform of the Spartan taxi-driver; which contained not even the most insouciant insinuation of a diabolically slavering blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally impeccable uniform of the persevering butler; which contained not even the most lackadaisical insinuation of a penuriously tawdry blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally shrewd uniform of the negotiating politician; which contained not even the most intangible insinuation of a bawdily ghoulish blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally simplistic uniform of the emotionless waiter; which contained not even the most invisible insinuation of a wretchedly tyrannical blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally hygienic uniform of the clinical doctor; which contained not even the most inconspicuous insinuation of a dingily flagrant blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally stretchable uniform of the unflinching athlete; which contained not even the most parsimonious insinuation of a devilishly imbecile blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally flannel uniform of the laconic clerk; which contained not even the most infidel insinuation of a
vindictively truculent blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally navy-blue uniform of the impoverished sweeper; which contained not even the most transient
insinuation of a licentiously incoherent blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally professional uniform of the unnerved business magnate; which contained not even the most etherealinsinuation of a satanically incongruous blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally straightened uniform of the stringent school teacher; which contained not even the most ephemeral insinuation of a pugnaciously devastating blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally sanctimonious uniform of the artificial air-hostess; which contained not even the most evanescent insinuation of a devilishly treacherous blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally crisp uniform of the reticent barber; which contained not even the most fugitive insinuation of a
wickedly sacrilegious blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally brackish uniform of the obdurate fisherman; which contained not even the most disappearing
insinuation of a nonchalantly unsolicited blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally plaintive uniform of the mechanical ombudsman; which contained not even the most oblivious
insinuation of a hedonistically lambasting blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally calibrated uniform of the robotic engineer; which contained not even the most obfuscated insinuation of a preposterously delirious blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally grey uniform of the perfectionist cobbler; which contained not even the most diminishing insinuation of a hideously sadistic blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally labeled uniform of the tireless concierge; which contained not even the most sequestered insinuation of a sinfully sordid blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally scented uniform of the nonplussed priest; which contained not even the most obsolete insinuation
of a dastardly balderdash blemish,

But yet; and inevitably yet; irrespective of the caste; creed; religion; race or the most unsurpassably undefeated aura of the formal uniform adorning it; the heart beneath it was unabashedly free; the heart beneath it was unbelievably emotional; the heart
beneath it was insuperably humanitarian; O! yes the heart beneath the chest was stark naked.

Every envelope needed a stamp of indispensable denomination; in order to successfully deport and proficiently reach its consummate place of destination,

Every writer needed a stamp of is publisher as well as his consortium of ardent admirers; in order to gain profound inspiration and surge ahead with flamboyance
in life,

Every mountain needed the stamp of blistering Sun; in order to feel pompously elated and tower handsomely towards open patches of blue sky,

Every dog needed the stamp of its master; in order to incessantly wag its tail in exuberant happiness; loyally guard colossal property that lay perilously
vulnerable all throughout the treacherous night,

Every mother needed the stamp of her innocuous child; in order to make her life complete in all respects; in order to make her realize that she was indeed the
richest woman alive,

Every palm needed the stamp of enigmatic lines; in order to provide it the unfathomably mystical and rich luxury of destiny,

Every horse needed the stamp of its rider; in order to gallop majestically through undulating expanse of boundless land; win the race amidst countless other of
its kin and kind,

Every pen needed the stamp of its manufacturer; in order to optimistically emboss unsurpassable lines of exquisite literature; keep indefatigably writing with
tumultuous confidence,

Every ocean needed the stamp of its vivaciously swirling waves; in order to portray to the world that it was turbulently tangy and a stupendously magnificent sight,

Every chest needed the stamp of impeccable fabric; in order to accentuate its robustly bulging contours to the outside world; present itself congenially and blend superbly with the intricacies civilized society,

Every day needed the stamp of date; in order to depict its overwhelmingly vital significance; keep in tandem with the exact unleashing of whirlwind time,

Every meadow of green grass needed the stamp of the sacrosanct cow; in order to prove that it was indeed the most exotic food found on this planet; had
encompassed in its blades all the inevitable ingredients to sustain life,
Every web woven with slimy thread needed the stamp of the long legged spider; in order to cast its mystically enigmatic impression on the aliens who faintly witnessed it,

Every boat needed the stamp of a captain; in order maneuver adroitly through the stormy waters; transport its scores of insurmountably nostalgic passengers;
safely to the welcome shores,

Every jeweled throne needed the stamp of a prince; in order to continue its lineage of oligarchic legacy; look incredulously royal even under the most diminutive rays of moonlight,

Every skeleton needed the stamp of rubicund flesh; in order to tenaciously move; rise up with inexorable resilience to each horrendous barricade of life,

Every kettle needed the stamp of reinvigorating sizzling brown tea; in order that people caressed its glistening periphery with loads of compassionate warmth,

Every shoe needed the stamp of bohemian foot; in order to kick rhapsodically in ebullient atmosphere; hurl itself with rampant freedom to every nook and cranny
that it liked,

Every eye needed the stamp of sparkling vision; in order to profusely engross and admire the unfathomable number of sights that existed bountifully in this world,

Every tongue needed the stamp of commanding voice; in order to make its presence felt amongst a horde of wolves; and celestially survive,

And every heart needed the stamp of immortal love; to passionately palpitate not only in life; but even infinite years after inevitable death.

Yogic exercise with heavy breathing,
drenching of self with tepid water,
chanting of prayers in murky light,
complete visualization of tasks performed,
cup of frosty scalding tea at dawn,
sizzling breakfast at peak of sunrise,
a glass of crushed carrot juice,
with few milligrams of vitamin extract,
followed by a game of long tennis in evergreen lawns,
fast rides in bullet proof sports car,
zipping across snowy landscapes at inches from ground,
few hours of concentrated work at office,
pure vegetable meal at noontime,
packed warm in hi tech aluminum foil,
succeeded by perpetual sound doze,
on cushioned chair overlooking a stream,
attentive discourse evening sessions,
equally speedy return to place of dwelling,
a game of chess with multi-chipped computer,
wiping of sweat with moist cologne tissue,
a ravishing night meal of mixed steak and red wine,
few hours watching television,
followed by rigorous walk in lush green grass,
accompanied by solving crossword puzzles,
and a thunderous collapse on the foam mattress,
with all energy converted to loud snores,
is how I would like to live a single day.