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Your voice seemed to me a supremely obfuscated blur; although you were standing at whisker lengths from my body; screaming hysterically into my sensitive eardrum,

Your footsteps seemed to me like a frigidly lazy yawn; although you were tumultuously banging your bohemian feet across the savagely metallic floor,

Your laughter seemed to me like lame ducks floating on the docile pond; although you were thunderously chortling into loud guffaws as you watched the clown
fall down,

Your eyes seemed to me like dark clouds hovering in dull consternation; although you were staring ferociously towards my visage as if planning to eat me for nocturnal supper,

Your dance seemed to me like the dead squirrel lying on the stone since ages; although you were vivaciously swishing your bones to stridently blaring sleazy
music,

Your hands seemed to me like flimsy spider webs; although you were clapping them ardently under the mid day Sun,

Your clothes seemed to me like vaguely obsolete shadows; although you had adorned your demeanor in fabulously glittering attire,

Your lips seemed to me like squelched and frivolously light pulp; although you had embellished them with garish lipstick; were pursing them indefatigably as each minute unveiled by,

Your hair seemed to me like decayed strands of the morbid broomstick; although you flirtatiously fluttered them at thin distances from my cheeks,

Your fingers seemed to me like evanescently buried fossils; although you had flooded them with incredulous strings of scintillating diamonds and pearls,

Your tongue seemed to me like lifeless tiger skin suspended dolorously from the ceiling; although you cheekily moved it inside your mouth umpteenth number
of times in a single minute,

Your sweat seemed to me like a transiently fading mirage melting at electric speeds as the seconds unfurled by; although you let it pour poignantly upon my eye as you conversed boisterously by my side,

Your feet seemed to me like the miserably evaporating waterfall lasting for only frugal periods after the monsoons; although you had encompassed them in alluring chains of white silver; audaciously struck your big toe in the center of my chest,

Your skin seemed to me like fermented milk rotting in open space since ages; although you had inundated it with overwhelmingly austere rose scent; and it glowed
more tenaciously than the moon had ever shone,

Your nails seemed to me like old frogs croaking in timid submission just before their death; although you had pruned them meticulously with contemporary times;
vibrantly cuddled my soft cheeks with your piquantly painted nail polish,

Your ears seemed to me like colorless pools of saliva loitering on the dusty street; although you had decorated their dainty periphery with opulent jewelry; dangled them seductively before my face,

Your belly seemed to me like charred firewood; nimbly smoldering embers of subsiding fire; although you had enveloped it in mesmerizing silk; gyrated it
voluptuously to captivate my attention,

Your height seemed to me like the diminutively inconspicuous dwarfs; although you trespassed on spiffy heels; stood at a handsome stature from the nonchalantly flat ground,

Your bangles seemed to me like infinitesimal beads of orphaned cotton; although you shook them vehemently near my ears; permeating the still ambience around
with volcanic noise,

And I am profoundly sorry to say O! beloved that all I was able to make out of you was a blurred and a slim mosquito; unable to appreciate your alluring charisma
and royal grace,

As I gawked at your persona in open mouthed amazement; missing you perhaps more than God could have missed this earth when you were gone; was infact meeting you after 3 torturously complete days.

Truth is sometimes stranger than; the most intriguing of spell binding fiction,

Reality is sometimes stranger than; the most unfathomably rhapsodic of fantasy; the dreams that insatiably lingered beyond the untamed realms of imagination,

Pragmatism is sometimes more stranger than; the most fascinating scriptures of art; the mesmerizing silhouettes of the incredulous valley,

Sunlight is sometimes more stranger than; the charismatic mysticism of the majestic night; the festoon of resplendently twinkling stars which shimmered relentlessly into a world of stupendous enthrallment,

Stones are sometimes more stranger than; the brazenly undulating ocean; unfurling into an unprecedented world of enigma; as each wave escalated towards boundlessly blue sky,

Alphabets are sometimes more stranger than; melodiously enchanting tunes; perpetually lingering in an ocean of supreme titillation and unbelievable excitement,

Sweat is sometimes more stranger than; surreally evoking shadow; royally blending with golden dust; at the onset of mesmerizing twilight,

Boredom is sometimes more stranger than; intransigently augmenting reverie; which casts its exotic spell for times beyond eternal eternity,

Honesty is sometimes more stranger than; surreptitiously curvaceous lies; astutely eluding and eloping in tunnels of unparalleled mystique,

Simplicity is sometimes more stranger than; voluptuously enamoring mascara; inevitably seducing the most sagacious; in webs of uncontrollable desire,

Staring is sometimes more stranger than; anecdotes of flirtatious winking; evoking a volcano of uncanny attraction; an electricity between entities; existing even poles apart,

Numerals are sometimes more stranger than; insurmountable lines of heavenly poetry; dancing in the aisles of romantic captivation and magnetic desire,

Rules are sometimes more stranger than; uninhibited dormitories of astronomical freedom; the incomprehensibly unrestricted will to do as you like,

Candidness is sometimes more stranger than; the opposite poles of two magnets; triggering fireballs of cataclysmic passion in the cosmos; the very instant that they met,

Unemployment is sometimes more stranger than; astounding versatility; the unbelievably miraculous prowess of a tangible organism to attempt infinite
things at a time,

Humility is sometimes more stranger than; the bountifully divine; spawning a whole new chapter of existence; as the winds of desire profusely descended,

Maturity is sometimes more stranger than; the innocuously bouncing infant; who discovered resplendently blossoming paradise; at every step he majestically tread,

Conventions are sometimes more stranger than; the compassionately gorgeous entrenchment of sizzling romance; desirously uniting two souls as one,

And death is sometimes more stranger; than vivaciously flamboyant life; which unfurled each tomorrow with waves of charming bliss; with summits of perpetual
happiness.

That very same blood which seemed so pricelessly scarlet in your veins; looked disdainfully pugnacious and unfathomably repelling; when removed from your
body and sighted on lackadaisically indolent ground instead,

That very same sweat which seemed so Omnipotently golden in your armpits; looked parsimoniously orphaned and lugubriously opprobrious; when removed
from your body sighted on parasitically threadbare ground instead,

That very same saliva which seemed so sensuously enticing on your tongue; looked penuriously decrepit and acrimoniously forlorn; when removed from your body and sighted on baselessly wanton ground instead,

Those very same teeth which seemed so charismatically twinkling in your mouth; looked disastrously broken and uncontrollably shivering; when removed from your body sighted on ethereally nonchalant ground instead,

Those very same hair which seemed so astoundingly ravishing on your scalp; looked fretfully wanton and inanely diminishing; when removed from your body and sighted on worthlessly barren ground instead,

That very same wax which seemed so uninhibitedly artistic in your ears; looked disgustingly deplorable and fetidly acrid; when removed from your body and
sighted on dolorously blackened ground instead,

That very same moisture which seemed so royally Omniscient in your eyes; looked pathetically variegated and ominously jinxed; when removed from
your body and sighted on remorsefully wasting ground instead,

Those very same bones which seemed so indomitably Herculean in your arms; looked frigidly hapless and intractably deteriorating; when removed from your body and sighted on despairingly delinquent ground instead,

That very same mucus which seemed so superbly befitting in your nostrils; looked desolately cursed and deliriously ignominious; when removed from your
body and sighted on insatiably cringing ground instead,

That very same brain which seemed so ingeniously unparalleled in your skull; looked treacherously diabolical and perilously stagnating; when removed
from your body and sighted on stupidly obdurate ground instead,

Those very same eyelashes which seemed so Omnipresently mischievous on your eyelids; looked diminutively hopeless and brutally pulverized; when
removed from your body and sighted on fugitively identitiless ground instead,

Those very same nails which seemed so unbelievably artistic on your fingers; looked demonically astray and despicably trembling; when removed from your body and sighted on monotonously stony ground instead,

That very same birthmark which seemed so invincibly prestigious on your skin; looked atrociously sinister and hedonistically isolated; when removed from your
body and sighted on tempestuously quavering ground instead,

That very same smile which seemed so Omnipresently magnificent on your lips; looked inconsolably shriveled and disastrously fading; when removed from
your body and sighted on emotionlessly crumpled ground instead,

That very same food which seemed so marvelously replenishing in your stomach; looked satanically vomiting and unforgivably stinking; when removed from your body and sighted on worthlessly balderdash ground instead,

Those very same destiny lines which seemed so unassailably resolute on your palms; looked unbearably disgruntled and vapidly excoriated; when removed from your body and sighted on horrifically bland ground instead,

That very same conscience which seemed so righteously Omnipotent in your soul; looked sadistically tyrannized and inevitably adulterated; when removed
from your body and sighted on mundanely reverberating ground instead,

That very same breath which seemed so unconquerably life-yielding in your lungs; looked amorphously non-existent and invisibly wailing; when removed from your body and sighted on truculently lambasted ground instead,

Paradoxically to the above; those very beats which seemed so bountifully passionate in your heart; looked more Immortally Godly; looked more unflinchingly powerful and perpetually uniting than ever before; when removed from your body; and sighted not only on colorless ground; but even the most evanescently mercurial cranny of this Universe instead.

If there was any relation more Omnipotent than blood relation; then it was nothing else; but the relation with the silken fabric of irrefutably priceless humanity,

If there was any relation more unassailable than blood relation; then it was nothing else; but the relation with the mesmerizing valley of marvelously scintillating truth,

If there was any relation more perpetual than blood relation; then it was nothing else; but the relation with the bountiful paradise of symbiotically enamoring togetherness,

If there was any relation more evergreen than blood relation; then it was nothing else; but the relation with the gorgeous waterfall of uninhibitedly innocuous mankind,

If there was any relation more everlasting than blood relation; then it was nothing else; but the relation with the fathomless sky of unconquerably blazing righteousness,

If there was any relation more Omniscient than blood relation; then it was nothing else; but the relation with the profuse fireball of fragrantly blossoming patriotism,

If there was any relation more poignant than blood relation; then it was nothing else; but the relation with the enigmatic forest of eternally tantalizing sensuousness,

If there was any relation more Omnipresent than blood relation; then it was nothing else; but the relation with the enchanting spires of unsurpassably overpowering seduction,

If there was any relation more ingratiating than blood relation; then it was nothing else; but the relation with the Sun of flamboyantly glittering Optimism,

If there was any relation more fabulous than blood relation; then it was nothing else; but the relation with the bird of heavenly burgeoning ecstasy,

If there was any relation more Godly than blood relation; then it was nothing else; but the relation with the handsome meadow of profoundly philanthropic benevolence,

If there was any relation more resplendent than blood relation; then it was nothing else; but the relation with the river of timelessly melodious mankind,

If there was any relation more revered than blood relation; then it was nothing else; but the relation with the sacrosanct apostle of glorious empathy,

If there was any relation more divinely than blood relation; then it was nothing else; but the relation with unshakable mountains of blessing solidarity,

If there was any relation more princely than blood relation; then it was nothing else; but the relation with the clouds of spell bindingly titillating fantasy,

If there was any relation more beautiful than blood relation; then it was nothing else; but the relation with the wings of unparalleled and ardently ravishing desire,

If there was any relation more formidable than blood relation; then it was nothing else; but the relation with the endless oceans of perennially bonding friendship,

If there was any relation more boundless than blood relation; then it was nothing else; but the relation with the fantastically vibrant chapters of mystically unfurling life,

And if there was any relation more immortal than blood relation; then it was nothing else; but the relation with the invincible beats of love; love; and majestically true and unbiased love.

As each second unfurled into a wholesome minute; the winds of time gallivanted ahead at astoundingly incomprehensible speeds,

As each minute unveiled into a wholesome hour; the painstakingly persevering needles of the clock now; chiming in spell bindingly unanimous unison,

As each hour galloped into a wholesome afternoon; the brilliantly dazzling Sun blazing its Omnipotent shine full throttle,

As each afternoon speeded into the wholesome night; the resplendent blankets of moonlight casting an spell of eternal mysticism; upon the most horrendous of
blackness prevailing,

I felt more and more closer to my mission of alleviating bereaved humanity from realms of inexplicable anguish; I felt more resolutely invincible in my advancing footsteps; by the grace of Almighty Lord.

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As each night unraveled into a wholesome dawn; the melodiously enchanting cuckoos; enshrouding each cranny of the beleaguered atmosphere; with their
celestially ingratiating sounds,

As each dawn sprinted into a wholesome week; the pragmatically meticulous routines of life now profusely consolidated to a mammoth extent,

As each week danced into a wholesome fortnight; the essence of ubiquitous sharing; now ardently creeping into the insatiably yearning quarters of the dwindling soul,

As each fortnight shot into a wholesome month; the vivaciously changing colors of the boisterous season; now imparting their profound sensuousness to the
mangled conglomerate of frazzled nerves in the body,

I felt more and more closer to my mission of metamorphosing all traumatized lechery on this planet once again into a divine paradise; I felt more overwhelmingly empowered in every word that I spoke; by the grace of Almighty Lord.

2.

As each month raced into a wholesome year; the soil now astonishingly adept and handsomely blending; to the vacillating shades of flamboyant light; freezing
cold; and torrential rain,

As each year escalated into a wholesome decade; the battlefields of savage bloodshed now sprouting with the plants of ravishing freedom,

As each decade blossomed into a wholesome century; the good and diabolically bad of life now nostalgically reverberating in fathomless playgrounds of
open space,

As each century unfolded into a wholesome millennium; the inadvertently committed sins of past existence; now blissfully washed with the radiantly sparkling rays of a crimson tomorrow,

I felt more and more closer to my mission of irrefutably ensuring that no organism slept a famished night; I felt my conscience unassailably radiating
with nothing else but truth; by the grace of Almighty Lord.

3.

As each millennium gushed into a wholesome birth; the most infinitesimal bits of lechery in the atmosphere now completely annihilated; by the cries of freshly
born Divine,

As each birth sprouted into a wholesome Era; the fields of contemporary modernity now frantically searching for their; scintillatingly simplistic rudiments,

As each era whirled into a wholesome civilization; the vividly striking newness of wonderfully mesmerizing creation; now radically replacing the stagnating dormitories of rusty past,

As each civilization eventually faded into wholesome timelessness; each element of the enthrallingly supreme sky beautifully blending with; bountifully
existing earth,

I felt more and more closer in my mission to save priceless humanity from the salaciously brutal clutches of the despairing devil; I felt more invincible in my perspective of sacrificing my entire life for the service of mankind; by the
grace of Almighty Lord.

I altruistically stared at the wall,
Pale and white with a few blemishes,
A solid fortress of cement concrete,
Embellished with multiple coats of rich paint,
A silent barrier impregnated with juxtaposed bricks,
Fiery red; burnt brown and black,
The acting alloys of the nonchalant structure,
Firmly sealed to its fecund foundations,
Embedded deep in intricate recesses of mud,
Which cries out loud with every inch of vertical invasion,
Radiating rampantly with discordant ease; with every unfurling minute,
Breaking the harmony of the coagulated network; of trillions of soil molecules,
Rendering them hopeless and haphazardly scattered,
As the morbid structure of creation,
Painstakingly penetrates into deep oceans of dark mud.

When I was in a good mood; the elevator seemed to be made of pure gold; transporting me towards the cotton wool of clouds in the sky,
While when I was in a bad mood; the same lift seemed to resemble a hideous snake; trying to strangulate me to death with its snaring jaws.

When I was in a good mood; the verdant patches of soil looked mesmerizing; with vivacious stalks of grass appearing splendid to sight in the backdrop of the valley,
While when I was in bad mood; the same fields of grass looked like sinking sand; ready to suckle me and blend me with century old dungeons beneath land.

When I was in a good mood; the upper story’s of the building; looked like biscuits of pure silver; shimmering profoundly under the Sun,
While when I was in a bad mood; the same floors appeared to be boxes of broken matchsticks; badly distorted and just on the verge of collapsing down.

When I was in a good mood; the Sun seemed to be a blazing ball of fire; flamboyantly permeating every rotting cranny of insipid earth,
While when I was in a bad mood; the same appeared as an acrid island of acid; charring every soul trespassing on mud; to inconspicuous ash.

When I was in a good mood; the waves of the ocean seemed majestic; rising and falling delectably with each current of enchanting wind;
While when I was in a bad mood; the assemblage of waters appeared to be ghastly blood; engulfing each puff of my breath with brutal perceptions of hell.

When I was in a good mood; the watch on my wrist; looked like a marvel of technology; apprising me accurately of the changing seasons and night,
While when I was in a bad mood; the contraption seemed wholesomely apalling; depicting to me the seconds left until my death.

When I was in a good mood; people hovering around me; looked like immaculate angels; bestowing upon me their mystical touch,
While when I was in a bad mood; the same humans seemed to be ghosts just arisen from their coffins; staring at me with animosity; as if to gobble me up with their
eyes.

When I was in a good mood; the fishes swimming in the glass aquarium; looked like fairies having descended from the sky,
While when I was in a bad mood; the same seemed like mammoth sized sharks; hurtling at lightening speeds for the veins of my throat.

When I was in a good mood; the picture I viewed on television; seemed to be a stupendous piece of art; enamoring me to the last bone in my spine,
While when I was in a bad mood; the same appeared to be a boring documentary; like a million needles piercing me from all sides.

And when I was in a good mood; life seemed beautiful & fascinating; wonderful and animated; bubbling with tremendous euphoria and excitement; as each dawn unveiled into darkness,
While when I was in a bad mood; it struck me viciously like infinite deaths together; embedding and replacing every ounce of enthusiasm in my mind; with the seeds of treacherous negativity.

Above all FATHERHOOD; the unflinchingly charismatic spirit that it perennially portrayed to this colossally propitious and spell bindingly heavenly planet,

Above all WOMANHOOD; the sensuously tantalizing garden of ingratiating fantasy; that it disseminated to every impoverished organism alive,

Above all SISTERHOOD; the godly entrenchment of sacred sharing; that it perpetuated in even the most hedonistically tyrant of skull wandering on this
gigantic earth,

Above all SAINTHOOD; the perspicuously enlightening beams of hope that it unequivocally distributed; to every miserably derelict entity on this fathomless globe,

O! Yes above everything today; has risen the corpse of MONEYHOOD; O! Almighty Lord; victimizing countless innocent in its deathly swirl; wholesomely metamorphosing the pristinely untainted map of your Universe; into frigidly threadbare and decrepit currency paper.

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Above all BROTHERHOOD; the magically wonderful essence of symbiotic existence; that it timelessly and altruistically culminated into,

Above all NEIGHBOURHOOD; the harmoniously blissful feeling of unconquerable solidarity; uninhibitedly gushing out like unstoppable blessings from azure sky,

Above all ETERNALHOOD; the preachings of celestial contentment and mellifluous exuberance; being the mantra of every unfurling minute of vibrant life,

Above all BOYHOOD; the inexhaustibly rejuvenating odyssey of boisterous youth; towards more and more exhilaratingly enigmatic discovery,

O! Yes above everything today; has risen the mortuary of MONEYHOOD; O! Almighty Lord; lambasting boundless newborn with swords of bizarrely murderous
commercialism; wholesomely metamorphosing the pristinely untainted map of your Universe; into inconspicuously worthless and sadistically stinking currency paper.

2.

Above all LIKELIHOOD; the ethereally illuminating rays of hope that congenitally came alongwith the most tempestuously acrimonious of adversity,

Above all MOTHERHOOD; the unending cosmos of everlasting caring that brilliantly consecrated even the most diminutive iota of viciousness on this
boundless world,

Above all MANHOOD; the fearlessly patriotic streak of blazing triumph; that forever exorcized the planet of the seeds of parasitic cowardice,

Above all KINGHOOD; the regally epitomizing throne of success; that radiated like a handsomely unfettered prince; on every patch of inanely barren soil,

O! Yes above everything today; has risen the ghost of MONEYHOOD; O! Almighty Lord; indiscriminately assassinating the fabric of truth and humanity; wholesomely metamorphosing the pristinely untainted map of your Universe; into sordidly stagnant and criminally barbarous currency paper.

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Above all KNIGHTHOOD; that blisteringly towered into a fire of princely gallantry and crusade for the cause of benign righteousness,

Above all CHILDHOOD; that perpetually blossomed into an ocean of timeless innocence; like the angels of the creator having descended from the heart of paradise,

Above all LIVELIHOOD; that quintessentially engendered every single entity on this earth to honesty perspire; for melodiously harnessing the fruits of profligate nature,

Above all LOVELIHOOD; that panoramically enthralled even the most remorsefully alien; with the unfathomably unceasing vividness of the rhapsodically resplendent atmosphere,

O! Yes above everything today; has risen the curse of MONEYHOOD; O! Almighty Lord; unsparingly excoriating the fragrance of sensuously embellished existence; wholesomely metamorphosing the pristinely untainted map of your Universe; into uxoriously delirious and frantically penurious currency paper

You could metamorphose into an impeccable saint; and then incessantly castigate it; for its salaciously treacherous and hideously ungainly intent,

You could step into the shoes of an immaculate angel; and then indefatigably rebuke it; for corrupting the fabric of the celestially blissful atmosphere,

You could transform into a bountifully blessing cloud; and then irascibly condemn it; for its baseless proportions of abhorrently stinking malice,

You could wholesomely blend with harmonious goodness; and then unrelentingly pulverize it; for its heinously malicious waves of insidious remorsefulness,

You could uplift your soul to the bountifully everlasting heavens; and then relentlessly ostracize it; for its lecherously vindictive swirl; that perfidiously infiltrated the fabric of innocuous humanity,

You could catapult to the summit of patriotically blazing freedom; and then unrelentingly abuse it; for its spell of disdainfully abominable commercialism and
horrifically ghastly captivity,

You could blissfully traverse on a blanket of unequivocally scintillating pearls; and then unstoppably slander it; for being a pertinently perilous insect; satanically sucking blood from all living beings,

You could embellish yourself with flames of stupendously unassailable honesty; and then timelessly decimate it; for its waves of discordantly unwarranted prejudice,

You could reach the corridors of rhapsodically eternal paradise; and then intractably slash at it; for it being an intolerable impediment; that traumatically poisoned one and all; in their way to holistic righteousness,

You could drown yourself in the winds of enchantingly sensuous melody; and then ruthlessly crucify it; for its nonchalantly monotonous caress of the; radiantly blooming society,

You could become a fulminating ray of dazzling Sunshine; and then tirelessly exonerate it with your candid voice; for not functioning according to the principles
of the; Almighty divine,

You could transcend beyond the realms of benign goodness; and then unsparingly whip it; for diffusing a path of murderous war; all across God’s most ravishingly splendid continent,
You could dance in the aisles of marvelous empathy; and then savagely shoot it; for lethally disobeying the ideals of symbiotic existence; diffusing vindictive hatred in the hearts of one and all; alike,

You could chant the most sacred mantras on this Universe; and then unflinchingly squelch upon it; for its merciless ways of leading life; for the sinister darkness of ill will that it instilled in passionately palpitating hearts,

You could synergistically epitomize all resplendently beautiful on this colossal planet; and then tyrannically distort it; for being so brutal on all those innocuously wandering; under the carpet of heavenly life,

You could bask ingratiatingly in the glory of profoundly impeccable moonlight; and then intransigently demolish it; for its icicles of cowardliness; that degraded the existence of every organism alive,

You could intrepidly clamber up the slopes of exhilarating adventure; and then fearlessly bang it; for its stench of surreptitious badness; acridly pilfering into the lives of innocuous mankind,

And do what you could; rebuke it; perennially annihilate it; diabolically spit on its cacophonically bereaved soul; excoriate it apart into an infinite pieces,

But you knew as much as I did today; that it was the cardinal reason of our existence; with the rest of the planet following us unequivocally on the same footsteps,

For all those who proclaimed that they were fathomless miles away from it; still indispensably needed it; as every speck of luxuriously opulent cloth on their
bodies; every bit of resplendently replenishing meal in their famished stomachs; every bit of bullet proof roof sequestering their heads; was partly due to it; such was the power of hateful; yet pacifying money.

The joints in my body ached and groaned; my head pulsated like a volcano about to fulminate,
The shrill ringing of the alarm clock had disrupted all signs of blissful sleep; caused an uncanny panic to circulate through my veins,
As I stretched my shoulders disdainfully; took the acrimonious rays of the Sun directly in my eyes; tread my feet nonchalantly on the ground to get ready for
the office on MONDAY.

The lids of my eye felt as if they would inevitably shut; the skin encompassing my ankles looked bruised and swollen,
The chords of my heart were throbbing turbulently; every draught of breath cascaded down my nostrils agonizingly,
As I got dressed at the brink of the hour; to drop the kids to school; present my spurious smiles to the outside world on the TUESDAY.

The strands of my hair appeared ruffled; an incongruous stubble extruded from
my cheeks,
The exteriors of my lips were mercilessly chapped; pangs of hunger leapt animatedly in my stomach as an aftermath of indigestion,
As I kissed my wife disparagingly on her cheek; made a beeline for the conference; with my socks worn upside down; on the WEDNESDAY.

The armpits in my body emanated a horrendous stench; earth shattering dreams
resonated vibrantly through my mind,
My body tossed and turned wildly before awakening; the rings engulfing my neck
had transited into an ungainly black,
As I feverishly brushed my teeth with brackish toothpaste sped to the airport
in my silver Mercedes, and my tie nearly strangulating my breath on the THURSDAY.

The nerves in my ears had become numb to sound; people in vicinity struck my
eyes as an obfuscated blur,
The stairs I descended down seemed like colossal mountains; deafening sneezes
occurring sporadically made me feel inherently weak,
As I sat down like a bombastic demon; pale smoke of the cigarette wafting from
my mouth striking my adversary; in the breakfast meeting on the FRIDAY.

The rays of hope were silently stirring in my soul; tinges of exuberance seemed to be taking partial control of my speech,
The images of surreal fantasy were painstakingly enveloping my mind; an insatiable nervousness was boisterously bursting through my knuckles,
As nostalgic memories of my family profoundly lingered in my heart; and the
plane prepared to caress the tarmac of my country on the SATURDAY.

The hour of my freedom had eventually arrived; the ticking of the clock miserably floundered to make the slightest of impact on my thunderous snores,
The beams of dawn had never seemed so pleasant before; the voice of my wife had never seemed so enchanting,
As I got up languidly from my sleep; executed a yawn larger than my dwelling;
embraced my children; my new found freedom; ebulliently on the SUNDAY.