Monthly Archives: April 2016

Searching True Love.

There were infinite on this boundless Universe; who intransigently searched for fugitive gold; insatiably wanting to replenish even the whites of their eye with
the spuriously glittering biscuit,

There were infinite on this colossal Universe; who tirelessly searched for tantalizing beauty; tumultuously wanting to embrace every voluptuous vixen on this earth; in their murderously uncouth grip,

There were infinite on this gregarious Universe; who relentlessly searched for uninhibited freedom; irrevocably wanting to blend the innermost of their
senses with all vivaciously enchanting titillation in the atmosphere,

There were infinite on this boundless Universe; who unendingly searched for opulent wine; barbarically wanting to deluge every bit of their disastrously impoverished persona; with the avarice of inebriation all day and night,

While my treacherously betrayed heart; perennially searched for true love; unsurpassably wanting to melange every iota of my despairingly dying senses
with the magic of heavenly relationship.

1.

There were infinite on this unconquerable Universe; who incorrigibly searched for bizarre manipulation; insidiously wanting to extract the optimum they could
from the earth; in the tenure of their truncated lives,

There were infinite on this aristocratic Universe; who dogmatically searched for uncouth crime; salaciously wanting to reach the epitome of unprecedented
prosperity; by brutal massacre and beheading tribes,

There were infinite on this enamoring Universe; who irretrievably searched for ravishing fragrance; limitlessly wanting to incarcerate every element of
stupendous intoxication; impregnably inside their chest,

There were infinite on this charismatic Universe; who frantically searched for sleazy entertainment; ethereally wanting to titillate their morbidly withering skin with the reverberations of; gaudily embellished skin,

While my forlornly fretting heart; perpetually searched for true love; irrefutably wanting to bond with the essence of sparkling truth; irrefutably
wanting to be the beats of rhythm divine.

2.

There were infinite on this princely Universe; who unrelentingly searched for mind-boggling enigmas; unequivocally wanting to deluge their ingenious minds
into an untamed flurry of rhapsodic activity,

There were infinite on this gargantuan Universe; who traumatically searched for negativity; insanely wanting to lambaste all innocuous civilization; with
the devil hovering ghoulishly in their soul,

There were infinite on this benign Universe; who holistically searched for symbiotic proliferation; vehemently wanting to mate with the partner of their choice; to handsomely bequeath a civilization of ebullient freshness even after their veritable death,

There were infinite on this vivacious Universe; who Omnisciently searched for mesmerizing peace; intractably wanting to enshroud every aspect of their
truculently traumatic survival; with bountifully benevolent solidarity,

While my invidiously thwarted heart; indefatigably searched for true love; miraculously wanting to coalesce with the fabric of eternal goodness; with the
spirit of timelessly invincible mankind.

3.

There were infinite on this synergistic Universe; who ungainly searched for savagely raw power; pruriently wanting to manipulate the lives of countless innocent;
with whiplashes of domineeringly threadbare force,

There were infinite on this mammoth Universe; who satanically searched for appetizing mutton; uncontrollably wanting to placate their taste buds with palpably bloody meat and immaculate flesh,

There were infinite on this Omnipotent Universe; who voluptuously searched for grandiloquent artistry; endlessly wanting to paint the canvas of their existence; with the victoriously gorgeous colors of God’s creation,

There were infinite on this unsurpassable Universe; who exhaustively searched for sagacious wisdom; pragmatically wanting to implement all principles of revitalizing life; in each hour of their progressing survival,

While my unsparingly whipped heart; humbly searched for true love; unprecedentedly wanting to accept it as the most Omnipresent panacea to lead this; and a
countless more spell binding lifetimes.

Scolding

The farmer gaped at crusts of dry brown earth,
acres of land lying fallow in merciless heat,
bountiful crop wilting under stringent light of the Sun,
crevices in land splitting wider by the zipping second,
he then scolded the plain regions of dark blue sky,
for not acquiring ominous tinges of violent grey.

the striped panther rested on moistened portions of land,
snoring chivalrously in a kingdom of celestial sleep,
visualizing a cluster of humans in thick flesh and blood,
pouch bellied kangaroo wiping its brutal teeth,
he then scolded dead rabbit meat, lying well tucked within the hollow of his stomach,
for ruining his perceptions of a royal sized meal.

drenched clothing hung on strong metal ropes,
soaked immensely in sweat and tap water,
fluttering sporadically with agitated outbursts of wind,
and the ambience consisting of dull murky light,
eventuality of thunder showers tumbling from the sky,
the wet shirts then scolded the Sun,
for not hissing fireballs of natural light,
thereby baking the humid persona of cloth with full round beams of Sunshine.

hordes of fish got infected with disease,
gasped for breath at great depths of the ocean,
lay strewn on the shore thrown by the exotic currents of waves,
the water showed traces of contamination,
black coats of oil and grease were found in gay abundance,
the aquatic family then scolded the impetuous humans,
for polluting its saline composition in the quest for displaying nuclear superiority.

he had simply no inhibitions,
lived life in high esteem and loads of respect,
inspite of not witnessing a single ray of light since birth,
executed all his tasks to immaculate perfection,
leaning heavily on his stick with stripes of white and red,
traversing miles of territory,
with an assemblage of gruesome blackness as his faithful companion,
he thought several times of scolding the creator like his counterpart mates
mentioned above,
although he refrained registering his complaint,
he possessed a rock solid opinion,
it was better to exist being obscured from light,
than not to live at all.

School Laboratory

Steaming hot acid in glass crucibles,
stone slabs of individual apparatus,
labeled conical flasks with neutral bases,
glass cupboards full of performance journals,
hi-tech microscopes for analysis,
round jars of swimming flower roots,
specimens of algae, rats, and dead frog,
black full-scale charts of chromosome study,
programmed calculators strewn in fluorescent light,
electric meters with voltage fluctuating,
dangling copper wires for connection,
sharpened lead for sketching designs,
steel spheres suspended from oscillating threads,
cross ventilation for absorbing fumes,
mega dissection boxes with scientific artillery,
shaving blades for tearing root,
round the clock botanical demonstrations,
high powered glare bulbs,
bountiful samples of colored compounds,
thickened glass fish aquarium,
shining granite holding multiple computers,
with a host of modern software chips,
black canes of adjudicating supervisors,
ready to slash at instants of wrongdoing,
lavatories blended with pungent antiseptic,
with germicidal tablets of white carbolic,
collapsible springs attached to bar magnets,
the window overlooking bare bricks of school entrance,
projecting from dizzy heights of clock tower,
with blue apron adorning my stature,
a compulsory must during practical hours,
is a first hand discription of my school laboratory.

School Bag

They uninhibitedly abused me in their own innocently gathered slangs; terming me an unnecessarily bulky mountain of nothingness,

They scorned at me like I was a piece of rotten charcoal; nonchalantly dismissing me away from their rhapsodic activities for the day,

They told me I was good for nothing but presumptuously preaching them; when they wanted to frolic and play in their mortal capacities,

They admonished me for being a laggard; sauntering at a pace slower than dead stone; at times even seeming like a gargantuan unmovable boulder to their delicate palms,

They indignantly kicked me out of the way; as I appeared a jocular misfit amidst their row, shelf, floor and tub of surreal dolls and majestic toys,

They had the time of the life trying to snap me in entirety from my seams; stealthily poking me with that mischievous scissor using all their might; before mummy had a chance to stringently intervene,

They disdainfully stood over me using me as a perfect bridge; to form a perfect circle with their joyously unfettered hands; hands intertwined in innocuous hands,

They rebelliously dumped stale leftovers of their food; socks; chewing gum; clay; into my forlorn interiors- just to teach me a lesson for burdening their shoulders; on which they wanted to carry their favorite chocolate,

They mockingly used me with gay abandon to scratch wherever they wanted; which gave them that quintessential wave of relief as well as saved their tiny hands
the bother,

They impudently held me in their nimble hands criss-crossed in absence of their plastic swords; and flung me with great fervor to see who won in their game of the musketeers,

They taunted me in the most sardonic of their tones for seeming like a piece of junk; whose resting place was infact the dumpyard instead of the delectably cozy realms of their compassionate abode,

They advised me like an adult to find a worthwhile job and be constructively engaged; rather than whiling away my time nagging their inimitably fragrant childhood,

They considered me as the most abominable outsider; shutting me tight into their cupboards as they discussed their secrets and intrepid plans to be consolidated into action soon,

They had me shred into smithereens of insipidness at the tiniest of opportunity; hurling me to the hungry vultures in their backyards to disintegrate and devour,

They vowed not to talk to those who gave me as a Happy Birthday present to them; as they’d rather go without a gift- than involve themselves into the practicality of life with me by their side,

They slapped me most impeccably as only they could do; venting their entire fury on me as a mute spectator; whenever reprimanded by their parents for not doing home-work,

They used me as a perfect punching bag; boxing into my countenance with their uninhibitedly raw palms- emulating their favorite Boxing stars preparing for the big Wrestling day,

Yet. And ironically Yet. The same kids tossed me gleefully the next morning upon their pristine shoulders; marched with unfettered abandon towards their school- hugging me like I was a prince,

No. Incase you assumed that I was something of a royal charmer, let me assure you I wasn’t any of that. But I was what you mortals might’ve addressed as school bag as you grew up by the grace of the Almighty Lord.

Scent And Spice

I consumed rice blended with fish curry,
added pinches of salt to exit from realms of bland taste.

i licked bare brick wall coated with sand plaster,
devoured spicy remains of natural plastic paint.

i trampled violently through fields of red pepper,
sprayed finely crushed powder in the vicinity of shivering tongue.

i swam at feverish pace in extreme salty solvent of the Caribbean sea,
wiped myself dry to feel allergic patches of faded red.

i pumped the air with a blend of perfume and green mustard seed,
sat for patient hours basking in a film of spicy atmosphere.

i rolled in clay mud sprinkled with pungent fertilizer,
smeared my wheatish face with semicircular cakes of flavored mud.

i sat on a cushion containing fermented yellow sour cream,
smelt of obnoxious odour all throughout the passing day.

i rubbed naked patches of my skin with hot repellant balms,
danced all day with thunder storms of ecstasy echoing through my eardrum.

i tore big chunks of orange ginger from tender branches of sapling,
drenched myself with a tumbler full of aromatic water.

i desired to breathe in an ambience of ravishing alligator perfume,
swim in colossal ponds of suspended salt for the remaining tenure of my life.

Save Your Love. Save Water.

You profoundly relished it when it struck the brutally emaciated pores of your
impoverished skin – as you uninhibitedly rolled under the cistern that cascaded down
the mountain slope,

You saluted it as it unabashedly stormed your lavatory seat – making every trace of
filthiness entirely disappear in lightening traces of time – and then quietly fade as you
closed the flush,

You were poignantly enamored when it fell ecstatically from the fantabulous sky –
mollifying you from the tyrannically lambasting man-made adulteration; smoke;
pollution and industrial heat,

You wondrously adored it whilst sprinkling it on the dust laden leaves and scorched
trees – and then experience an unparalleled contentment of surviving in symbiotic glory with the royal natural habitat,

You felt modestly philanthropic as you poured it into empty glasses desperately held by orphans on the street – as serving humanity was one of the most quintessential
reasons of your blessed existence,

You rhapsodically danced as you blended it with a gargantuan cube of ice and left it in a tub – for birds to bathe and feast – as the Sun flamboyantly ignited a most piously
brilliant afternoon,

You felt sensuously fantastic and jubilant to strive towards success after bathing in it – as the rays of a brand new effulgent dawn ushered you to find your own benevolently inimitable identity on the planet,

You suddenly and spontaneously felt beautiful after washing your face with it – for when the tawdrily spurious layers of deplorable cream; powder; scent and lipstick peeled out – there you lay in your ravishingly unscathed charm – under the cover of
a nakedly seductive night,

You ebulliently liked it – when it granted your siblings that much needed reprieve in
swelteringly burning summer – as they thoroughly splashed themselves with it – and
then welcomed the torching heat in invincible friendship,

You felt genuinely intrigued when you sprayed it with compassionate fury across the
freshly ploughed fields – as the seasoned hosepipe in your palms exposed you to
newer dimensions of kindness – and the seed inside the mud became your best friend,

You were endearingly mesmerized at the ripples that were formed on its surface – as
you joyously hurled a harmless pebble on it horizontally and then witnessed it skid with artistic grace – before eventually sinking to the rock bottom,

You were magnetically enthralled when you kissed it – as it became your sincerest
companion when you needed to celebrate triumph for goodness – and you hugged it in amiable brotherhood – though it inevitably slipped,

You felt an unparalleled desire to be closer to your rudiments – as you envisaged a
house by its side – which though was threadbare and bohemian – but which befriended and nourished you amidst the natural wilderness with tantalizing calm,

You emphatically admired it for so tranquilly dousing the hideous flames – and
becoming an instant hero amongst the hapless people assembled by their woefully
burning building – and as the fire – extinguisher had despicably failed,

You victoriously applauded it for bringing about undefeated friendship – as people of all religions; castes; creed; color; faiths and tribes – unhesitatingly proceeded to dip in it and get rid of inconsequential difference,

You gratefully cherished the awe-inspiringly varied sounds it made as it filled your
barren overhead tank – replacing the worthless emptiness within the lifeless walls –
with one of the most indispensable mortal elixir to nourish life,

But you loved it the most when you drank it and suckled at it like a freshly born child – whether it be after your meal or before it – as it revitalized you to pursue the path of righteousness and charismatic brotherhood,

Therefore won’t you protect your true lover from being destroyed; rebuked; slapped
and unnecessarily spilled.

Do your naturally unfettered and earnest best. Do something good when you
truly feel for it.

Save your love. Save Water.

Same Requirement

Different requirements of food for infinite stomachs; some preferring gargantuan mountains of ingratiatingly appeasing fruit; while some blissfully satiating themselves with rustically plain bread and brine,

Different requirements of bravery for infinite chests; some preferring Herculean amounts of unflinching fortitude; while some wholesomely content whiling away
their lives in the realms of disdainfully dastardly dilapidation,

Different requirements of empathy for infinite souls; some preferring to be uncontrollably deluged with the chapters of compassionately eternal togetherness;
while some wanting to be let obnoxiously aloof even as maelstroms of hell vindictively blended with the trajectory of earth,

Different requirements of embellishment for infinite demeanor’s; some preferring to be profusely adorned with unfathomably iridescent jewelry; while some loving to be left obsoletely plaintive on the lackadaisically barren hills,

Different requirements of hearing for infinite ears; some preferring to be indefatigably enshrouded with naturally enchanting rhyme; while some wanting to
tirelessly lambaste themselves with thunderouslyunending euphoria of the sleazy discotheque,

Different requirements of moisture for infinite eyeballs; some preferring to be amiably flooded with unsurpassable rivers of celestially sparkling moisture; while some phlegmatically shrugging apart the excess liquid into wisps of insipid nothingness,

Different requirements of strength for infinite shoulders; some preferring to embrace the whirlwinds of boundlessly augmenting tenacity; while some wanting to languish in dungeons of moderate timidness; for the remainder of their lives,

Different requirements of hair for infinite scalps; some preferring to be relentlessly enshrouded with silken carpets of unsurpassable black; while some utterly disdainful about unruly outgrowths projecting sanctimoniously from their heads,

Different requirements of blood for infinite skins; some preferring a turbulently uninhibited catharsis of it incessantly in their body; while some wanting the wonderfully scarlet elixir to serenely flow like fading sunshine,

Different requirements of fantasy for infinite brains; some preferring to panoramically dream about even the most diminutively capricious element of existence; while some austerely incarcerating their minds in graveyards of abhorrently manipulative monotony,

Different requirements of destinies for infinite palms; some preferring to have an astoundingly insurmountable repertoire of forks and lines on the back of their hand; while some insatiable desirous of a life more plainer than the horrendously flat hills,

Different requirements of voice for infinite throats; some preferring to fulminate into an exuberantly unending and evergreen song every unfurling minute of the day; while some more inclined towards a nonchalantly laconic reverie; even as life didn’t give
them a second chance,

Different requirements of air for different armpits; some preferring an intransigently endless blast of ebulliently reinvigorating breeze till the very last step of existence; while some inexorably wanting to break into tornado’s of cold-bloodedly insane sweat,

Different requirements of saliva for different mouths; some preferring to incessantly slaver into fructifying whirlpools of untamed ecstasy; while some wanting
themselves as dry as horrifically grassless and squelched charcoal,

Different requirements of truth for different conscience’s; some preferring to irrefutably blaze into an insuperable inferno of righteousness for infinite more births yet to unveil; while some inevitably falling prey to the corpse of scurrilously
invidious lies,

Different requirements of flirtation for infinite eyelashes; some preferring to mischievously culminate into a flurry of surreptitious winks every now and
again; while some reticently agglutinated to the brow in dogmatic sternness and indomitable concentration,

Different requirements of breath for infinite nostrils; some preferring to effulgently inhale as much of resplendent air as conceivable on this Universe till the time majestic life palpitated; while some deliriously snapping the very fangs of existence;
with their very own parasitically deleterious hands,

But same requirement of immortal love for infinite organisms; with every religion; caste; creed; color; sect and tribe limitlessly wanting to encompass every step that they alighted with its Omnipotently heavenly radiance; limitlessly wanting to make its vividly majestic rhythm the sole beats of their impoverished lives.

Saluting The Street Dogs.

You unsparingly reprimanded them when they ferociously barked – mischievously
chased other damsels of their fraternity and indulged in the most uncivilized of fights,

You lambasted them – instantaneously unbuckling your waist belts – for chasing your
car down the quiet highway; annoyed that its flamboyant splendor was marred by the
unscrupulous behavior,

You; at occasions; drove at breakneck speeds – thrusting the reason to be an
emergency – and mowed through their peaceful abodes which were haphazardly
strewn across the orphaned road,

You hurled stones randomly on their innocuous bodies – on the spurious pretexts of
them being besmirched with dirt and debris from the gutters – and intruding the spotless environs around you with their hapless demeanor,

You incorrigibly refused to touch them or any part of their body even an insouciant iota – scientifically quoting the fact that this could lead to rabies and a host of unceremonious disease – with statesmanly like pride,

You sprayed the most opulent of your perfume in the air if they trespassed your house walls uninvited – terming the stench that thereby emanated as abhorrently unbearable – though you yourself hadn’t taken a bath since many days,

You had the best laugh of your life as they traumatically wailed on the pavement beside you – sadistically consoling yourself of emphatic victory for the day – though the boss had just nonchalantly fired you,

You took excruciating effort to find the contact details of those government vans who could uncouthly pick them up from your locality – complaining against the dirt; disease; unhygienic conditions; and waste that they spread – and surprisingly this was the only matter you found worthy in your existence to rebel,

You side-lined them as the lowest strata of the society – an irascible menace to every
religion existing under the Sun; barbarically shutting the doors on their mouth – even as you rejoiced and celebrated bounteous opportunities of survival,

You took potshots at them with your freshly purchased air-gun – placing apples and
other nondescriptly sized objects on their heads – as this placed you in a princely
pedestal; not ever mustering the courage to sit a real throne,

You horrendously spat at them – saliva which at instances was laced with obnoxious
chewing gum; tobacco; discarded food and pernicious tooth prick – as this made you feel seated behind the luxurious wheel of the limousine – though you were currently driving the laborious bicycle,

You used their name as a vindictively hurled expletive – lividly abusing your colleagues with the same – as how to react alternatively and express your emotions never crossed your prejudiced thought,

You took their photographs not to sympathize or flatter – but depict the abysmal state of poverty in your country that could go ahead and win an Oscar – and also because they were earnestly happy to oblige,

You snatched the succulently tantalizing meals they received sporadically from
philanthropists – wisely declaring that these didn’t befit them – when the abject reality was that the hole in your own plate had just gotten a trifle bigger,

You mercilessly beat them with approximately the same sized and complexioned stick
that your counterpart had hit you with – for here there was not the tiniest of reprisal as you flaunted your non-existent bravado – and yet you felt you’d had your revenge,

You ferociously kicked them left, right and center as you walked the muddy trail – as if they were barricades of loose sand that hampered your path – at the same instant also giving you an opportunity to demonstrate your powerless might,

You bizarrely held their impeccable new born kids by their feet upside down – to
worthlessly demonstrate how helpless they were in this gargantuan world – whereas
God was; is and shall be; the ultimate master and invincible decision maker of his entire planet,

You brutally sold them to unsuspecting foreigners who presumed they were yours – as you artificially cuddled them in your lap – to earn that indispensable currency coin and consume that quintessential meal to survive,

Yet. And ironically. You; still salute these ‘Street dogs’ whom you pugnaciously
abandoned and hideously punched – as they guarded you in their own inimitable
natural capacity in the thick of the blackened night – and then their discordant growl
was the sweetest sound to your ears; as you knew their mortal forms were there to
protect you – even as the thieves crept.

Sadly Without Its Beats

Please let us sing together; flooding the dolorously sultry atmosphere; with the ingratiating passion in our voice,

Please let us smile together; enlightening the lives of our dwindling compatriots with optimistic rays of hope,

Please let us whistle together; piercing the sullen carpets of air with our boisterously bubbly tunes; spawning new life into the countless; as every instant unveiled,

Please let us fantasize together; conceiving the most mesmerizing beauty overwhelming this fathomless Universe; catapulting into a land as enchanting as the
divine,

Please let us evolve together; procreating our own progeny; so that we contributed our very best towards continuing your cherished chapter of existence,

Please let us eat together; appeasing the hunger of our famished stomachs; to transit thereafter into realms of majestically heavenly sleep,

Please let us pray together; asking you to alleviate us of our sins committed inadvertently; asking you to bless the entire human race with unfathomable
happiness,

Please let us mischief together; frolicking in the aisles of innocuous childhood; even after crossing the threshold of manipulative maturity,

Please let us run together; accomplishing our mission of saving the planet with invincible grit and determination; bonding our spirit with all those philanthropic; in the true spirit of solidarity,

Please let us embrace together; incarcerating our tumultuously rising flames in our body as one; under torrential cloudbursts of rain,

Please let us cry together; commiserating wholesomely with our pain; resiliently proliferating from the ashes again; to challenge every aspect of acrimoniously treacherous life,

Please let us dance together; mystically diffusing our magical incantation in every flower that blossomed under sizzling rays of the Sun,

Please let us whisper together; portraying the most innermost feelings of our heart to unprecedented limits beyond the sky; triggering off the marvelously milky night with glory of our untamed romance,

Please let us swim together; conquering each diabolically swirling wave with the insurmountable conviction in our bodies; profusely blending with the exuberant spirit of adventure,

Please let us sketch together; encapsulating the most stupendously ravishing beauty in this Universe in the barren canvas; that lay delectably on our palms,

Please let us drink together; assimilating all the happiness on this boundless planet; toasting the most memorable moments of our lives in the astoundingly silken darkness,

Please let us hear together; absorbing the unsurpassable melody in the winds; gyrate beyond corridors of ecstasy for times immemorial,

Please let us breathe together; live each moment of existence to its unfathomable fullest; living life higher than the clouds and affording the same for our fellow comrades,

And please grant us death together O! Almighty Lord; for if you took one of us away before the other; then of course the heart would definitely continue to live; but
sadly without its beats.

Sadly Punctured

As I alighted my scooter in the morning; it felt as soft as the fluffy feather of the flamingo; speeded at lightening speeds towards the Sun; with a mere caress to the accelerator,
While at present the same felt like a thousand bags inundated with sharp stones; simply refraining to budge a single inch from its original position; however onerously I tried to push it.

As I alighted my scooter in the morning; it felt like the gentle stream of placid water; mesmerizing all scattered in vicinity with its stupendous charisma and flamboyant grace,
While at present the same thrusted me violently on thefloor; slithered like an untamed freezing lizard; crying incessantly to move a centimeter forward.

As I alighted my scooter in the morning; it voluptuously kissed me as I sat down on the seat; whizzed me past the enamoring sights of the city like a molten volcano fulminating from the trajectory of moist earth,
While at present the same emanated a horrendously charred stench of burnt rubber; choked; coughed and stuttered infinite number of times as I switched on the ignition.

As I alighted my scooter in the morning; it felt like the satiny cocoon of clouds having just descended from the sky; pacifying my insurmountably frazzled senses;
with the rhythmic music of its synchronized stirring,
While at present the same seemed as cumbersome to handle as the incredulously slippery granules of desert sand; with the exhaust pipe barking hostile plumes of black smoke directly into my eyes.

As I alighted my scooter in the morning; it felt like an exhilarating aircraft whirring up; ready to transport me across distant corners of the Globe within flash seconds of time,
While at present the same crawled slower than the fattest tortoise; nudging just a single inch; in a single hour.

As I alighted my scooter in the morning; it felt like a pen embossing words at electric velocities; conquering every territory; flooding every sheet with a billion lines of enchanting poetry,
While at present the same seemed to be perspiring like the mammoth bull; digging its curled horns incorrigibly into the stony ground.

As I alighted my scooter in the morning; it felt like the vivacious rainbow in the sky; with its scintillating jugglery of mirror explicitly portraying my handsome reflection,
While at present the same seemed to be like the hoarsely begging eunuch; with its voice stuck stronger than the most tenacious of glue; petrifying my blissful ears with its prominently discordant tunes.

As I alighted my scooter in the morning; it felt like a cleanly floating whistle; permeating the gloomy ambience with its astoundingly fast pulse and robust pace,
While at present it tripped embarrassingly on the ground to taste dust even before I sat; thunderously yawning every second like a lame soldier; when infact I wanted to reach the hospital to meet my wife in an absolute jiffy,

And as I alighted my scooter in the morning; it felt like the bouncing kangaroo brimming with poignant euphoria and rubicund strength; able to appease the
most minuscule of my demand; transporting me with supreme comfort and nonchalant ease to the destination of my choice; the very place I wanted to be,
While at present it lay pathetically morose; trembling like a deserted orphan on the street; as its twin tyre tubes which were once bulging with astronomical amounts of fresh air; had now been brutally assaulted by a battalion of savage nails; Lay barbarically ripped apart; utterly deflated and sadly punctured.