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If the ravishingly mesmerizing lotus could spawn from the; stinkingly sordid pond of lugubriously dolorous dirt; with nothing but an obfuscated haze
of decaying scarecrows around,
Then why couldn’t you exist as pristine as an immaculate angel; amidst the horrendously berserk ratrace for commercial lunatism; the tornadoes of
abhorrent jealously that pulverized countless into threadbare dust?

If the brilliantly blazing fireball of Sun could arise from behind; the prison of ominously insidious and horrifically crippling clouds,
Then why couldn’t you exist as the ultimate messiah of philanthropic truth; in a world treacherously enshrouded by the winds of diabolical hatred;
and abominably ruthless lies?

If the carpet of resplendently robust grass could evolve bountifully around the murderously rueful corpse; stagnating in realms of disparagingly
deteriorating and delinquent oblivion,
Then why couldn’t you exist as an unflinchingly innocuous patriot; whilst the planet around you parasitically sucked indefatigable reservoirs of blood; fought every moment of their lives for spuriously materialistic gains?

If Omnipotent whirlpools of golden honey could ooze from amidst the branches of the barbarically thorny hive; lecherously trying its best to dreadfully abrade its harmonious melody,
Then why couldn’t you exist as a messiah bonding all humanity one and alike; even as thunderously dictatorial hell rained unsparingly everywhere around
you; from the heart of hell in fathomless sky?

If rejuvenating water gloriously oozed from the belly of the savage cactus; with nothing but an entrenchment of hostile nails to penalize it every unleashing
second; in the truculently scorching heat,
Then why couldn’t you solely follow the inner most tunes of your passionate heart; even as the very entity of charismatic human had metamorphosed into a
robotic missile; indiscriminately trampling upon one another; to maliciously catapult to the summit of bombastic prosperity?

If the resplendently euphoric voice of the nightingale could diffuse profoundly unconquerable magic in the gigantic forests; inspite of the salaciously man-eater
lion; thunderously trumpeting its incoherently demonic feet,
Then why couldn’t you irrefutably adhere to the principles of symbiotically benign existence; even as the entire globe around you; had invidiously
transformed into a marketplace of artificiality; a graveyard of raunchy flesh trade?

If the most impeccably opalescent Moon could blossom from the heart of ghastly darkness; a torturous ambience of black heinously stabbing it from
all sides,
Then why couldn’t you cherish an infinite births on the sacrosanct footsteps of your divine mother; even as the entire earth around you; malevolently shrugged
the ones they loved the most in their insipid conquest of earning;
pugnacious money?

If unsurpassable gallons of Omnipresent breath sprouted in the aisles of bizarre nothingness; with the endless battalion of tyrannizing demons trying their absolute best to asphyxiate even the most capricious iota of blissful life,
Then why couldn’t you unequivocally maneuver your conscience towards the path of eternal righteousness; even as the entire Universe around you; insanely
thrived on sardonically sullen platforms of manipulation and coldblooded lies?

And if true love reigned immortally supreme everytime the earth was born; although the insurmountably lambasting cauldron of devils; massacred its priceless throne a countless times,
Then why couldn’t you altruistically relinquish every trace of your life for suffering humanity on each step that you tread; even as the entire planet around you; gruesomely blinded each other in their quest of greedily sighting the
first rays of dawn?

You just climb the tree with a spirit of adventure drenching each of your bedraggled senses; and the winds of untamed euphoria encapsulating each of your dreary nerves,
Why are you bothered about counting the innumerable number of branches that came in between; the incomprehensibly pertinent barricade of worms and insects that you encountered in your way?

You just eat the mango wholeheartedly with stupendous relish; rhapsodically devouring its majestic skin with the ecstatic buds in your tongue,
Why are you bothered about counting the unsurpassable number of seeds incarcerated in its belly; the baseless strands of bitterness that protruded
harmlessly from its body?

You just swim exuberantly across the bountifully ravishing lake; letting the heavenly waters take celestial control over the boundless battalion of frazzled parasites lingering in your insidious blood,
Why are you bothered about counting the meaningless number of ripples that floated on the surface; the innocuously drifting sea weed and frigid lumber that kissed your shriveled skin; as you drifted by?

You just bask in the aisles of unprecedentedly ebullient fantasy and desire; galloping towards the summit of unparalleled happiness as each instant unveiled by,
Why are you bothered about counting the countless number of images that stupendously enshrouded your nimble mind; the fathomless myriad of color which
hovered obscurely in the interiors of your intriguingly passionate brain cells?

You just patriotically march for your motherland in all situations alike; beheading the army of lecherously blood-sucking traitors on the other side; with your invincible sword of righteousness,
Why are you bothered about counting the invidiously augmenting number of devils; the unending repertoire of insinuations that they harbored; in their murderous
plot to overtopple sagacious mankind?

You just sight your bountifully endowed reflection in the profusely sparkling mirror; admiring the intricate shapes of your countenance bestowed upon you in vibrant abundance; by the Omnipotent Almighty Lord,
Why are you bothered about counting the worthless sheets of dead fiber imprisoned inside the glass; the disdainful blotches of dirt failing occasionally tocast their impression upon its satiny periphery?

You just disseminate the ideals of immortal peace; love and humanity; to the most remotest parts of this boundlessly benign Universe,
Why are you bothered about counting the countless fleet of manipulative politicians and tycoons; the ropes of treacherous drudgery that they had spun upon
the crippled and enslaved; alike?

You just pursue whatever the innermost recesses of your heart dictate; passionately bonding and blending with the waves of unconquerable artistry and the Omnipresent aura of fantasy for centuries immemorial,
Why are you bothered about counting the unendingly monotonous jokers around; for whom nothing else mattered on this earth; but working like an insane clockwork from nine to nine?

And you just pursue your love in this bloomingly mesmerizing life; immortally coalescing with its Omniscient spirit every time you were bestowed upon with an opportunity to be born; robustly once again,
Why are you bothered about counting the ludicrously corrupt barriers of conventionally rigid society; the tremendously cowardly pattern that they had adopted
since the time that they had emanated their very first breath; the same dastardly pattern which they wanted you to incorrigibly follow; for ostensibly no reason or rhyme?

Who’s bothered the tiniest of death; but yes I’m terribly afraid that I’d never ever be able to remember those divinely eyes of yours; the unparalleled empathy for every fraternity of living kind enshrouding them; after I die,

Who’s bothered the tiniest of death; but yes I’m uncontrollably afraid that I’d never ever be able to remember those magical palms of yours; which forever erased every sorrow from the fathomless fabric of mankind; after I die,

Who’s bothered the tiniest of death; but yes I’m indescribably afraid that I’d never ever be able to remember those benign ears of yours which heard and befriended every voice from the heart on this earth; after I die,

Who’s bothered the tiniest of death; but yes I’m endlessly afraid that I’d never ever be able to remember those Omnipotent footprints of yours which invincibly lead all forms of altruistic goodness; to the ultimate corridors of utopian heaven,

Who’s bothered the tiniest of death; but yes I’m unfathomably afraid that I’d never ever be able to remember those miraculously ameliorating lips of yours—which metamorphosed every insinuation of disparity into a paradise of oneness; after I die,

Who’s bothered the tiniest of death; but yes I’m limitlessly afraid that I’d never ever be able to remember those Omniscient lines of your forehead; which poignantly depicted the destiny of every palpitating organism on this Universe; after I die,

Who’s bothered the tiniest of death; but yes I’m unceasingly afraid that I’d never ever be able to remember that inimitably unconquerable majesty of your caress—which took all my pains forever and ever and ever; after I die,

Who’s bothered the tiniest of death; but yes I’m terribly afraid that I’d never ever be able to remember that eternally enlightening voice of yours—which silenced the mightiest shriek of the devil forever; after I die,

Who’s bothered the tiniest of death; but yes I’m unthinkably afraid that I’d never ever be able to remember those innumerable miracles that you inexhaustibly spurned out of lifeless air; after I die,

Who’s bothered the tiniest of death; but yes I’m treacherously afraid that I’d never ever be able to remember that divinely nose of yours which mischievously cuddled every child irrespective of caste/creed/or color—thereby giving it a brand new life; after I die,

Who’s bothered the tiniest of death; but yes I’m unexplainably afraid that I’d never ever be able to remember that impregnable freshness that radiated from your countenance; which perpetuated an infinite civilizations of symbiotic togetherness; after I die,

Who’s bothered the tiniest of death; but yes I’m inconsolably afraid that I’d never ever be able to remember your Omnipotence fragrance; which gave a whole new direction to every despairingly flailing element of life; after I die,

Who’s bothered the tiniest of death; but yes I’m intransigently afraid that I’d never ever be able to remember your unparalleled magnetic voice—which quelled every idiosyncratically perverted imagery forever; after I die,

Who’s bothered the tiniest of death; but yes I’m irretrievably afraid that I’d never ever be able to remember your astounding prowess to blend earth with sky-at a singleton swish of your godly thumb; after I die,

Who’s bothered the tiniest of death; but yes I’m maniacally afraid that I’d never ever be able to remember the unassailable silkenness of your persona—which charmed even the most hideous of devils to fall at your feet; after I die,

Who’s bothered the tiniest of death; but yes I’m overwhelmingly afraid that I’d never ever be able to remember that heavenly spontaneity that profusely dribbled from your soul—uninhibitedly embracing one and all on this boundless Universe; after I die,

Who’s bothered the tiniest of death; but yes I’m inescapably afraid that I’d never ever be able to remember that immortal heart of yours; whose each insuperable beat blessed every cranny of this gigantic Universe with the power of truth; after I die,

Who’s bothered the tiniest of death; but yes I’m inexorably afraid that I’d never ever be able to remember that unmatched signature of yours—which forever bore the ultimate seal of this entire enchanting planet; after I die,

Who’s bothered the tiniest of death; but I’m continuously afraid that I’d never ever be able to remember that eternal sparkle in even the most evanescent of your shadow—which bestowed upon the power to royally survive as the richest organism for an infinite more lifetimes; after I die.

When you wholesomely emptied the rhapsodically fathomless sky; all that blissfully poured out was nothing else; but an unfathomable galaxy of panoramic beauty and everlastingly Omnipotent enchantment,

When you wholesomely emptied the ravishingly undulating ocean; all that euphorically gushed out was nothing else; but a fabulously tangy gorge of
poignantly exhilarating salt,

When you wholesomely emptied the ignominiously fetid gutter; all that scurrilously hurtled out was nothing else; but a vapidly morbid mortuary of sewage and
preposterously cadaverous stink,

When you wholesomely emptied the mellifluously blossoming lotus; all that pristinely disseminated out was nothing else; but an invincibly celestial meadow of inimitably unparalleled scent,

When you wholesomely emptied the ghoulishly invidious corpse; all that mordantly diffused out was nothing else; but a frigidly pulverized curry of traumatically
disgruntled nothingness,

When you wholesomely emptied the indomitably towering mountain; all that unitedly exploded out was nothing else; but an unstoppably eternal reservoir of handsomely Herculean and unflinching strength,

When you wholesomely emptied the nefariously gratuitous parasite; all that ballistically blasted out was nothing else; but a stream of ghastily devoured and innocently priceless blood,

When you wholesomely emptied the boisterously bubbling beehive; all that ingratiatingly dribbled out was nothing else; but a valley of fantastically exuberant
energy and divine sweetness,

When you wholesomely emptied the manipulatively prejudiced politicians house; all that vicariously tumbled out was nothing else; but a sonorously decrepit graveyard of profanely clandestine devilishness,

When you wholesomely emptied the blissfully venerated cow; all that benevolently crept out was nothing else; but a fountain of impregnably enamoring and godly
milk,

When you wholesomely emptied the satanically menacing dinosaurs; all that derogatorily fulminated out was nothing else; but an unrelentingly sadistic curry of
preposterously squelched and uncontrollably slavering organism,

When you wholesomely emptied the belly of the inscrutably majestic forests; all that royally floated out was nothing else; but a wonderfully tantalizing breeze of exhilaratingly ecstatic adventure and timeless freshness,

When you wholesomely emptied the jubilantly newborn eyes; all that innocuously drifted out was nothing else; but an egalitarian empathy for all echelon of motley mankind; symbiotically bonding with the heavenly rudiments of existence forever
and ever and ever,

When you wholesomely emptied the corporate tycoon’s glass of tea; all that salaciously wafted out was nothing else; but a flagrantly surreptitious scheme to
unreasonably over topple his competitor; for even the most evanescent trace of the currency coin,

When you wholesomely emptied the Omnipotently fearless Sun; all that gloriously dazzled out was nothing else; but an unsurpassably insuperable civilization of
optimistic enlightenment and vividly blazing patriotism,

When you wholesomely emptied the lethally insidious scorpions den; all that devastatingly diffused out was nothing else; but threateningly acrimonious and
bawdily asphyxiating poison,

When you wholesomely emptied the resplendently sparkling oyster; all that robustly culminated out was nothing else; but charismatically burgeoning rain-showers of beautifully glistening pearls and effulgent prosperity,

When you wholesomely emptied the coffins of dolorously decaying betrayal; all that hedonistically ricocheted out was nothing else; but the gallows of truculently
torturous and fiendishly strangulating death,

And when you wholesomely emptied the sensitively passionate and uninhibitedly palpitating heart; all that timelessly liberated out was nothing else; but the rainbow of immortally blessing and unbreakably bonding love; love and sensuously fiery love.

Neither could it ever wholeheartedly laugh; even as the most unbelievably effervescent clowns danced in inarticulate unison around it; and for times beyond
the realms of handsome eternity,

Neither could it ever mischievously twinkle; even as the most vivaciously nubile maidens; rapturously encircled its stupendously masculine teats and
uninhibitedly rampant chest hair,

Neither could it ever unabashedly dream; even as the most tantalizingly surreal mists of heavenliness; profusely enshrouded it from every conceivable end,

Neither could it ever sensuously romanticize; even as the most voluptuously enchanting women of tomorrow; indefatigably traced every of its visibly blessed
vein,

Neither could it ever merrily whistle; even as the most profoundly euphoric winds of the atmosphere; made a poignantly enthralling beeline for every bit of open space in its nostrils,

Neither could it ever sensitively hear; even as the most ecstatically thunderous sounds of mother nature; unleashed themselves on every barren quarter of this Universe; in the form of unrelentingly seductive rain,

Neither could it ever celestially eat; even as the most bounteously panoramic fruits of nature divine; vividly danced till times beyond infinity; right infront of its eyes,

Neither could it ever effusively empathize; even as the most wretchedly bizarre sufferings on innocuously untainted humanity; lambasted at whisker lengths from
its placid contours,

Neither could it ever joyously blush; even as it was ubiquitously serenaded; by every man and woman alive on the trajectory of this fathomlessly spell-binding planet,

Neither could it ever perspicaciously prognosticate; even as the most impregnably divine rays of resplendent clairvoyance; victoriously blazed through the royal whites of its eyes,

Neither could it ever jubilantly speak; even as the most mystically pin-drop silence in the fabric of the entire earth around; fervently and solely waited for nothing else; but being timelessly consecrated by only his voice,

Neither could it ever symbiotically embrace; even as every religion; fraternity; color; and tribe on this gigantic earth; came invincibly close to it after forgetting all differences of caste; creed; and perennially bonding into the religion of priceless
humanity,

Neither could it ever ardently desire; even as the most insuperably wondrous dewdrops of effulgent excitement; sparkled till times beyond infinity; all over its silent and humbly obeisant bodily contours,

Neither could it ever righteously earn; even as the entire wealth on this boundlessly enigmatic planet; was there for him to command; only if he executed the quintessentially simple words of immortal love,

Neither could it ever potently proliferate; even as the most rapturously enamoring ladies of mankind; were seen tirelessly squabbling with each other; to ascertain their right to interminably mate with him first,

Neither could it ever perseveringly sweat; even as the most Omnipotently blazing beams of the Sun; traced an infinite circles of true manhood; on its unnervingly
exposed armpits,

Neither could it ever synergistically defecate; even as the most obnoxiously decayed elements of food and water; unstoppably swelled and reigned supreme; in its
unmoving intestines and stomach,

Neither could it ever passionately breathe; even as the entire Universe of exuberantly undefeated air; lay readily virgin for it; to majestically and timelessly devour with its pair of harmonious nostrils,

Neither could it ever perpetually love; even as every beat of peerlessly unflinching companionship on this endlessly fructifying earth; expressed its very last wish as entering into the caverns of its fearless chest,

And how on earth could it ever do all this; as the body which once upon a time was the most unassailably virile form on planet earth; had now been consumed by
the coffins of remorsefully unending extinction; had now succumbed to inevitably unbearable fate; was as a matter of fact; now; and an infinite more moments from
now on; declared by the Omnipresent Creator; as wholesomely and completely dead.

Wholeheartedly use the knife; but not to ruthlessly massacre and preposterously kill,
Irrefutably ensure that you blazingly drove the treacherously salacious devil; fathomless kilometers away from your sacrosanct motherland; with its intrepid sharpness instead.

Wholeheartedly use the thorn; but not to hedonistically puncture innocuously mesmerizing skin;
Irrefutably ensure that you poignantly carved an unfathomable flurry of mystically embellished designs in impeccably whites sands; with its explicitly
blistering edge instead.

Wholeheartedly use the bludgeon; but not to lambaste immaculately intriguing scalps into infinitesimally pulverized ash,
Irrefutably ensure that you unflinching defended all those torturously divested; from the diabolical footsteps of the indiscriminately advancing devil; with its formidable strength instead.

Wholeheartedly use the abuse; but not to lecherously reproach the sacredly widowed mother,
Irrefutably ensure that you taught an ultimate lesson to the sanctimoniously sodomized politicians son; who kept even the most pricelessly divine entity alive at
the tip of his cadaverous shoe; with its resonating whiplash instead.

Wholeheartedly use the scarecrow; but not to baselessly petrify the innocently wandering and blessedly blossoming child,
Irrefutably ensure that you insuperably sequestered fathomless fields of quintessential corn; from truculently infiltrating beats; with its amorphous uncanniness instead.

Wholeheartedly use the curse; but not to baselessly jinx the enchantingly newborn and vivaciously bustling with the first cry of vibrant life,
Irrefutably ensure that you perpetually froze derogatorily frigid corruption; in its very
nonchalantly ghastly roots; with its acerbic sultriness instead.

Wholeheartedly use the venom; but not to hideously asphyxiate the staggering beggar’s already dwindling breath,
Irrefutably ensure that you decimated even the most evanescent trace of evil from the fabric of the painstakingly degrading and deteriorating society; with its inevitable aftermath instead.

Wholeheartedly use the storm; but not to perniciously drown compassionately embracing friends to the invidiously grassless rock bottom and the mouth of the
emaciated whale,
Irrefutably ensure that you unassailably overwhelmed even the most diminutive speck of abominable prejudice; with its rejuvenating waves instead.

Wholeheartedly use shit; but not to meaninglessly deluge the meadows of uninhibitedly righteous scent with an unsurpassable squall of preposterously
ungainly stench,
Irrefutably ensure that you indefatigably painted the irately bloodsoaked castles of brutally incarcerating anarchists; with its indescribably lascivious ostracism instead.

Wholeheartedly use the acid; but not to heinously victimize and char holistic entities into capricious chunks of bizarrely threadbare absolution,
Irrefutably ensure that you extinguished the murderous existence of all those mordantly infidel molesters; with its implacably fuming fire instead.

Wholeheartedly use the vultures; but not to ludicrously pluck at the skin of organisms; unequivocally marching as the harbingers of timelessly
benevolent humanity,
Irrefutably ensure that you entirely snapped the fangs of manipulatively parasitic ghosts; with theirunstoppably hunting beaks instead.

Wholeheartedly use betrayal; but not to devilishly separate two perennially coalescing and divinely bonding lovers,
Irrefutably ensure that you created unbreakable rifts between the horrific monsters of ghoulishly imprisoning hell; with its delinquently dolorous remorse instead.

And wholeheartedly use death; but not to criminally strangulate truthfully burgeoning and exhilaratingly united mankind,
Irrefutably ensure that you beautifully relieved all those inexplicably rotting in mortuaries of incurably maiming disease; with its limitless silence instead.

Whether it be clambering the footsteps that led to your dwelling; or whether it be exuberantly galloping to the summit of the Herculean mountain; in
lightening seconds of time,

Whether it be whispering your fears into your mother’s ear; or whether it be blazingly silencing the wail of derogatory corruption; with the power of unflinching righteousness in your exhilarated voice,

Whether it be plucking a singleton fruit for your existence; or whether it be indefatigably expending every element of your intrepid silhouette; to philanthropically feed all on this planet; one and alike,

Whether it be envisaging about what was going to unveil just an infinitesimal footstep beyond your body; or whether it be galloping your brain on an unrelenting rampage; to assimilate all panoramic beauty on this earth in your wandering soul,

Whether it be stooping and cleaning every iota of dust from your kitchen window; or whether it be patriotically baring your irrefutably sparkling
countenance; for the sake of your entire motherland,

Whether it be bathing your dreary bones under the measly trickle diffusing from your dilapidated tap; or whether it be gyrating in profound furor with the
ravishingly undulating ocean waves,

Whether it be straining your ear towards the sounds of the majestically mellifluous nightingale; or whether it be ebulliently absorbing the ingratiating
fascination of this gigantic world; like unbelievable darts of white
lightening through your ears,

Whether it be tanning the patches of profuse white in your skin as the first rays of Sun shone enchantingly outside; or whether it be audaciously facing the
mighty winds of the ferociously sweltering desert; singlehandedly,

Whether it be tracing the outlines of your quavering shadow with your curled fingers; or whether it be wholesomely coalescing even the most mercurial element of your mind; body and conscience with the religion of eternally insuperable mankind,

Whether it be embossing an inconspicuous alphabet on barren paper; or whether it be tumultuously inundating fathomless kilometers of disastrously bane canvas; with boundless volumes of spell binding literature,

Whether it be assisting your own kin in whatever way you could; or whether it be standing like an unconquerable fortress in the face of the most acrid
adversity; for handsomely mitigating every orphaned and blessed; alike,

Whether it be feeling exultated by just a globule of rain on your impoverished caricature; or whether it be uninhibitedly wandering through the lanes of
unfathomably radiant and celestial paradise,

Whether it be flirting with sensuously nubile maidens behind the sunset hills; or whether it be surrendering even the most fugitive beat of your heart to the
person your implacably loved,

Whether it be licking a parsimonious glob of holistic honey; or whether it be wanting the symbiotic sweetness of the unsurpassably iridescent atmosphere;
to nestle miraculously on the tip of your emaciating tongue,

Whether it be passing out your examinations at school to appease your revered parents; or whether it be royally acquiring every felicitation on this boundless
planet; even beyond they could ever perceive to magnificently come,

Whether it be a capricious craving to harness artistry with your very own scarlet blood; or whether it be a altruistic resolution to poignantly dedicate every day
of your life; to the benign service of innocuously bountiful mankind,

Whether it be an evanescent breath that you wanted to expunge from your beleaguered nostrils; or whether it be a vibrantly impregnable determination of your conscience to instill quintessential life in every extinguishing life; that you encountered in your way,

Whether it be your signature for a single humanitarian life; or whether it be your immortal pledge to take birth an infinite times; till the time you eradicated
every obnoxious trace of uxoriously depraving slavery and poverty,

Whatever benevolent you do; whether it be minuscule or whether it be more colossal than your timeless life; do it wholeheartedly; plunging every trace of your heart; blood; breath and body ardently into it,

And then you will find; that with the blessings of the Omnipotent Lord; there would be no salacious devil to impede you in your way; there would be no devil to stop you; invincibly succeed.

Who was she who stole my sleep; although I felt like collapsing like a dead sack; perspiring more than Sun all throughout the brilliant day?

Who was she who made me feel like a prince; although I was the poorest entity alive; rotting in stinking jute; as my comrades danced in majestic silk outside?

Who was she who tormented me beyond the point of no control; tantalizing me like a heavenly seductress; and then living me supremely replenished in my impoverished life?

Who was she who made me crave for more although I had achieved my share from my life; made me insatiably wander through uncanny lanes of the romantically
unexplored?

Who was she who made me love every entity on this fathomless planet; when infact I had even forgotten to take my name with pride?

Who was she who ignited thunderbolts of unprecedented desire in my diminutive demeanor; even though it murderously snowed since centuries outside?

Who was she who came like an angel in my blood; not only mitigating it from the most deadliest of disease; but granting it an incredulously infinite more lives?

Who was she who became each word I spoke; each dream that I desired even in the most boisterous of light; stumbling on each footstep although I had the
most strongest of feet?

Who was she who always invisibly comforted me the most when I needed it; ensuring I irrefutably emerged triumphant in every aspect of intrepidly challenging life?

Who was she who was the unflinching candle of my every night; who divinely guided me to my mission; the ultimate fantasies of my life; even before I could speak?

Who was she who made me witness paradise even in the midst of unruly traffic; propelled me to take birth an infinite times; till I blissfully pacified the insurmountable agony of my dwindling soul?

Who was she who made me soar through the clouds like a royal eagle; compassionately romancing with the exotic winds that clung ardently to my famished wings?

Who was she who engendered me to continue God’s sacred chapter of never ending life; making me procreate countless more of my kind?

Who was she who deluged my life with unsurpassable happiness; metamorphosing each tear of mine into pearls of exuberantly enthralling joy?

Who was she who at times became my mother; my father; my sister; never making me feel that I was uncouthly orphaned right since my first cry of devastated life?

Who was she who made me oblivious to the most thunderous sounds in this Universe; following her footsteps like an insane lunatic; even after the last droplet of blood had wholesomely evaporated from my veins?

Who was she who came like a shadow in my pathetic survival; became the insatiably voluptuous redolence of each of my senses; assuming monumental proportions
more than the divine?

Who was she who stole each beat of my heart; made me feel the richest alive not only in this birth; but immortalized each minuscule breath of mine?

And although I didn’t meet her in this lifetime of mine; not had the tiniest of insinuation of how her body looked; it was indeed the power of her invincible
soul; that made me break through each hell; love her forever and ever and ever in a land of the Omnipotent God’s; in a land of ultimate paradise.

The flower while diffusing its scent didn’t think even once, as to whether its fragrance was going to be inhaled by the savage beasts or by an impeccable human,

The clouds while pelting sheets of crystal rain didn’t think even once, as to whether the water would drench a person who was ominously black or pure white,

The trees while shedding fruit didn’t think even once as to whether the resins toppling would be consumed by road side beggar or the jeweled prince seated
handsomely on the crown,

The fire while blazing full throttle didn’t think even once, as to whether its flames would shelter the naked or the fully clothed; in the freezing night,

The moon shimmering majestically didn’t think even once as to whether its profound glow would illuminate the house of a ‘Hindu’ or an orthodox ‘Islam’,

The river flowing perennially didn’t think even once, as to whether its waters would pacify the thirst of a blind man or a girl with golden eyes,

The bees while making tones of sparkling honey didn’t think even once, as to whether a mother would apply the same on her infants lips or red ants would crawl
greedily from all sides,

The wind as it gustily blew didn’t think even once, as to whether its harmonious flow cooled the most sophisticated or granted solace to those behind prison bars in sweltering summer,

The feather tipped pen as it wrote didn’t think even once, as to whether it was held in the hands of the sanctimonious priest or a true writer embossing boundless lines of literature with his own blood,

The wet soil sprawled over million kilometers of territory didn’t think even once, as to whether it was going to be used in construction of the grandiloquent castle or to raise walls of the dingy seaside hut,

The oxygen circulating freely in air didn’t think even once, as to whether its was going to instill new life in the lungs of a criminal or revive the dying prime-minister,

The tufts of immaculate cotton sprouting in fields didn’t even think once, as to whether they were going to be stitched for the body of a King or would softly
caress the one legged orphan,

The panoramic landscapes of Nature didn’t even think once, as to whether their beauty would drown the mightiest entity or harbor the hideous beaked vulture,

The enchanting cuckoo while singing didn’t think even once, as to whether its voice would appease the soldiers marching through the border or put off the ungainly burglars to tranquil sleep,

The silver granules of sweat while dribbling didn’t think even once, as to whether to ooze from the armpits of a Business tycoon or roll from the bedraggled laborer working on the rooftop,

The heart while throbbing didn’t think even once, as to whether it was beating in the chest of a tall man or people born as dwarfs since birth,

The passion in love didn’t think even once, as to whether it was embracing the stinkingly rich or the individual trespassing in tottered trousers,

The Creator while evolving the Universe didn’t think even once, as to whether there would be man or woman, the rich or poor, the black or white, the tall or
short, the language of English or mystical Sanskrit,

THEN WHO THE HELL WERE YOU TO DISCRIMINATE, ATTACH
BASELESS VALUES TO SOCIETY AND CASTE, RIP APART THE
ENTIRE HUMAN KIND INTO SEGMENTS OF DIFFERENT COLOR?

It was the most irrefutably truthful essence of your persona; the most blissfully honest fructification of your majestic soul,

It was a stream of indefatigably golden brilliance; that celestially dribbled down the skin of the richest and poorest on this fathomless planet; symbiotically alike,

It was the ultimate scent of your unconquerable righteousness; a royal cascade of iridescent tranquility; that mollified even the most traumatically frazzled of nerves,

It was the most fantastically tantalizing sensation on your skin; a feeling that transcended you beyond the meadows of paradise; as it uninhibitedly gushed from
head to toe of your body; in unabashedly electric fervor,

Who the hell ever said that; Sweat was preposterously clumsy; Sweat was a worthlessly obnoxious piece of shit; Sweat was lividly repulsive; O! yes; who the
hell ever said that “Sweat Stinks”.

(1) .

It was the most invisible fabric of every pore of your delectable skin; yet the most insuperably replenishing; naturally air-conditioning every of your acrimoniously agitated senses; under the ferociously blistering rays of mid-day Sun,

It was the most irretrievably sure source of your vitality; fearlessly proclaiming your inner temerity and conviction to the planet outside; at every rapidly ticking hour of the day,

It was the most holistic thing that could have ever happened to your body; in perfect symbiosis with the magically ameliorating environment and at the same time distinguishing you to be an infinite shades lesser than the Lord Almighty,

It was an emotionally fired rivulet that carried all your tensions and inexplicably motley emotions; to be eventually evaporated into the firmament of the atmosphere,

Who the hell ever said that; Sweat was tyrannically incarcerating; Sweat was a fecklessly asphyxiating; Sweat was abysmally smelly; O! yes; who the hell ever
said that “Sweat Stinks”.

(2) .

It was a perennial river of compassionate brotherhood; that trickled in ever-pervading unison from the chest of every living entity on this boundless earth; unhindered
and alike,

It was the most handsomely enamoring spectacle to sight; as it glistened more spectacularly than ever; under the very first rays of amber dawn and the very
last rays of impeccably milky moonlight,

It was the most mute vibration on the human body; yet conveying a boundlessly unbridled civilization of emotions and feelings; like the wail of a freshly born child,

It was more mischievously tangy than the most tangiest of salt; drifting you towards an unsurpassable tunnel of profound mysticism; as you traced each of its stream with your delicate fingers; till the very end,

Who the hell ever said that; Sweat was ignominiously slavish; Sweat was amorphously licentious; Sweat was diminishingly foolish; O! yes; who the hell ever said that “Sweat Stinks”.

(3) .

It was the most enchantingly transparent liquid that your body could ever exude; from which reflected the very true persevering spirit of your blessed existence,

It was the most inimitably priceless garland of silken pearls; as its globules naturally swelled in size to irrevocably cling to every aroused pore of your; uncontrollably exhilarated body,

It was more indispensable than your breath; heartbeat and soul; as in its absence you felt a tornado of haplessly disparaging frustration; boil to the tumultuous limits inside your lifelessly livid skin,

It was the most immortal of all substances tangible or intangible; as a singleton droplet of it in soil; sowed the seeds of tirelessly fragrant effort; embracing every echelon and dimension of invincible humanity,

Who the hell ever said that; Sweat was diabolically tawdry; Sweat was abnormally anomalous; Sweat was disgustingly unholy; O! yes; who the hell ever said that
“Sweat Stinks”.