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My Boss wanted me to browse scrupulously through each alphabet of the ‘Economic Times’; digest the numerical figures prevailing in the market; better than I digested my whole days food,
While infact I wanted to read the enchantment in her voluptuous eyes; drown in the silken cascade of her mesmerizing hair.

My Boss wanted me to dance to his tunes all day; sway instantaneously to the most minuscule of his commands and instructions,
While infact I wanted to dance with her in the aisles of passionate desire; blend my senses wholesomely with the wonderful scent that emanated from her persona.

My Boss wanted me to sleep on a bed of bulky checkbooks and disdainful office files; dreaming about the company’s profit and loss accounts even during my deep slumber,
While infact I wanted to lie down with her on the marshy slopes; profoundly feeling the gentle waters of the river nimbly caress my toes.

My Boss wanted me to incessantly fantasize about his corporate adversaries; trying to perceive all round the clock a flurry of ingenious ways to cunningly defeat them,
While infact I wanted to solely fantasize about her; dream about living with her on cloud nine; every unveiling second of the day.

My Boss wanted me to speak in bombastic slang and smile as soon as I encountered any of his revered customers; putting up an overwhelmingly spurious pretence under my meticulously ironed shirt,
While infact I wanted to whisper in her ears only the unending tales of my desire; embrace her for immortal moments in the formidable grip of my romance.

My Boss wanted me to sip colorless tea sitting in the matchbox shaped conference room; taking down notes as the minister spoke,
While infact I wanted to drink all the sweetness from her lips; probing my tongue wildly across every corner of her skin.

My Boss wanted me to paint every barren space I saw; with slogans haughtily advertising about his company,
While infact I wanted to paint her entire body with the color of my love; emboss on every part of her flesh the tenacity of my intricate feelings.

My Boss wanted me to count daily the balance lurking in the reserve lockers; shrewdly negotiate every iota; seeing to it that nobody got even a penny more than what they deserved,
While infact I wanted to count all the hair trapped within her eyelashes; sight my reflection in her palms sparkling with robust health.

My Boss wanted me to boast pretentiously about his greatness in front of his wife; admire his obnoxiously filthy demeanor in front of every girl that trespassed across his shadow,
While infact I wanted to boast only about her; write volumes and volumes of literature describing each of her spell binding parts.

And my Boss wanted me to eat, breathe, and sleep Business; refraining me to wander or even think beyond monotonous realms of his pathetic office,
While infact I wanted to eat, breathe, sleep only her name; keep her imprisoned in my heart; not only for this birth; but for infinite more births to come.

The soap derived maximum pleasure; in cleaning tons of disdainful dirt; scrupulously polishing each pore of the rotten body,

The conglomerate of ominously black clouds derived maximum pleasure; in thunderously showering down upon the earth; inundating its fathomless barren
territories with sparkling water,

The obdurate and thick skinned crocodile derived maximum pleasure; in pulverizing robust and supple flesh into slender fragments of fine chowder,

The young maiden derived maximum pleasure; sighting and admiring herself infinite number of times in the mirror; combing her hair; deftly plucking the slightest of blemish that cropped up on her persona,

The fur coated unruly street dog derived maximum pleasure; barking and howling agonizingly the entire night; keeping vigil while the rest of the world slept like God’s,

The eyes derived maximum pleasure; when fully open and gazing at the mesmerizing beauty wandering delectably through the mystical foliage,

The scarlet rose derived maximum pleasure; after diffusing its enchanting fragrance prolifically all around in vicinity,

The granules of silvery sand lying scattered in the parched desert derived maximum pleasure; in suckling virtually any kind of liquid; be it mineral water or ghastly cans of kerosene,

The keys on the typewriter derived maximum pleasure; when punched at electric speeds; tenaciously by fingers functioning in splendid synchronization,

The fleet of birds wading solitarily on the river waters derived maximum pleasure; when flying high and handsome in patches of crystal blue sky; relishing the caress of a cocoon of ravishing clouds as they soared by,

The gaudy complexioned shirt derived maximum pleasure; when worn on the chest of the flamboyant president; displaying itself bombastically to as many people possible in the outside world,

The fortress of teeth embodied within the lips derived maximum pleasure; in intricately masticating rubicund morsels of glistening carrot; nibbling at the roots in
lazy exultation,

The mouse derived maximum pleasure; after capturing a battalion of mice; ruthlessly imprisoning them till they were handed over to the master,

The golden elevator derived maximum pleasure; after reaching the absolute pinnacle of the building; safely transporting an armory of people to their required destinations,

The minuscule matchstick derived maximum pleasure; after igniting to a full bloom; profoundly illuminating every household lingering in a pool of morbid darkness,

The egg derived maximum pleasure; after hatching into a tiny little and wonderful fledgling,

The feather tipped pen derived maximum pleasure; in embedding million’s of lines of literature; granting stupendous status to every blank sheet of paper,

The omniscient entity of God derived maximum pleasure; in creating boundless human beings and animate life; blessing all individuals with the virtue to survive
and unprecedented happiness,

Every mother derived maximum pleasure; in nourishing her child with her own blood and sacred milk; harnessing its reservoir of hidden energies to the fullest,

And every heart derived maximum pleasure; in throbbing thunderously for the person it vehemently revered; living solely and fervently for the person it loved on
this planet.

A writer found maximum comfort in his pen; indefatigably penning and exploring with it the mystical vagaries of this astoundingly colossal planet,

A frog found maximum comfort in the well; philandering and rhapsodically bouncing in the morbidly smelling interiors for centuries immemorial,

A lotus found maximum comfort in the sewage pond; disseminating its fragrance to the most remotest corner of this enigmatically wavering Universe; blossoming into captivating melody as the first rays of Sun kissed the clouds,

A philosopher found maximum comfort in his unsurpassable repertoire of philanthropic books; blending each ingredient of his blood profusely; with the patriotically spell binding literature,

A shark found maximum comfort in the ocean; gliding like a majestic prince through its profoundly incomprehensible waters; furtively waiting for its chance to pulverize immaculate prey,

A dog found maximum comfort in his masters feet; voraciously wagging its tail as it witnessed the magnanimous entity who fed it with bread; invincibly guarding all throughout the treacherous night; as its guardian snored in ravishing delight,

An eagle found maximum comfort in the sky; exuberantly soaring higher than the euphoric winds; nestling in the aisles of untamed royalty and ecstatic flight,

A corporate tycoon found maximum comfort in his office; astutely ordering and manipulating people like inconspicuous insects; to catapult to unbelievably dizzy heights,

A bee found maximum comfort in its hive; feasting and culminating into magnificently golden honey; diffusing its profuse melody; to all those deplorably deprived,

A snake found maximum comfort in its gloomy den; loitering in ghastly darkness for decades unprecedented; slithering ominously as surreptitious darkness; wholesomely overshadowed brilliant light,

A crocodile found maximum comfort in the overwhelmingly swampy marshes; menacingly writhing its impoverished caricature; twitching its eyes with a sinister gleam; as it saw humans approaching its lethal side,

A barber found maximum comfort in his saloon; chopping unruly masses of diabolical hair; with the astounding dexterity of his piquantly pepped up knife,

A politician found maximum comfort in his blood stained chair; embedding it deeper and deeper by the unveiling minute upon innocent organisms alive; to shake his uncouth hands with the stars twinkling in emerald sky,

A mouse found maximum comfort in his island of tantalizing cheese; delectably nibbling its poignantly appetizing periphery; then smacking its diminutive lips; and sleeping upon the same in blissful pride,

A mechanic found maximum comfort with his indispensable tools; feeling like the richest man alive; as he fixed the most perplexing of broken machinery; in lightening thunderbolts of time,

A spider found maximum comfort in its charismatically silver web; weaving it relentlessly as the world killed and fought outside; clinging to its slimy strands; like the infant irrefutably embracing his mothers lap,

A painter found maximum comfort in his fathomlessly spotless canvas; deluging its silken persona; with vivaciously titillating strokes of the enthralling countryside,

A cockroach found maximum comfort near the lavatory seat; dancing in a wonderful kingdom of his own; as time swept well past the unearthly hour of cold-blooded midnight,

A child found maximum comfort in the lap of his divinely mother; perpetually resting in her lap; as the planet turned upon him like a ruthless warrior from all sides,

A nightingale found maximum comfort in the ethereal mists; surreally solitary; as it cast the unconquerable spell of its stupendous melody; upon all those baselessly shivering by the graveside,

And my heart found maximum comfort bonding with your immortal beats; and I felt that I had witnessed infinite heavens in a single lifetime; with each of your passionate breath; unitedly diffusing with mine.

When the tender skinned cub was innocuous and small; he played frivolously all day in his cage; sequestered from the ominous attack of vicious predators,
However when the same kid matured into the majestic lion; it was indispensable to leave him in the dense jungle.

When the buds were minuscule in size; they were kept in clusters in the contemporary vase; shielding them from the tenaciously blowing wind,
However when they blossomed into crimson flowers; proliferating at amazing speeds by the unveiling day; it was indispensable to let them spread on sprawling acres of farmland.

When the river was new oozing parsimonious rivulets of water intermittently; it inhabited the obscure regions between the valley,
However as torrential rain unrelentingly pelted down; the stream swelled astronomically in size; and it was now indispensable to blend the same with the colossal ocean.

When the fish were small; they were scrupulously kept in a grandiloquent tank;
impregnated with loads of coral and sea food,
However when they speedily augmented in size; it was indispensable to place them beside the preposterously huge whale.

When the eggs were pearly white with their shells wholesomely intact; the mothers sat on them incessantly harnessing them with their effeminate warmth,
However when they hatched out into slender beaked fledglings; it was indispensable to teach them the art of flying high in the sky.

When the pup was just born wailing incoherently in the air; it slept like an angel leaning against the belly of its mother,
However when it started frisking around the garden; it was indispensable to make him realize the importance of his bark.

When the venomous spider aimlessly loitered on the ground; it took shelter for many hours in cocoons of wet mud,
However the minute it had spun its web; it was indispensable for it to trap its prey;
before strangulating the same with its slimy juices.

When the honeybee just took its first breath; it buzzed inexorably against the eardrum of its queen mother,
However as it developed its wings rampantly flying in the air; it was indispensable for it to produce fresh honey.

When the child lay in its cradle he emulated the most impeccable form of life existing on this earth; effusively crying for milk and attention,
However when he grew up into a complete individual; it was indispensable for him to earn his own bread; exploring different arenas of the monotonous world.

And when two lovers witnessed each other; they were incorrigibly mesmerized by each others presence; romanced and languished in the aisles of desire,
However after a marathon period had elapsed; and their relationship had culminated into one of perpetual understanding; it was indispensable for them to get united into threads of holy matrimony; to eventually get married

Marooned on the island of dismally obnoxious hatred; I tore the spell binding jacket of my lungs in relentless frustration; ardently desiring nothing else but exuberantly free space amidst the uninhibitedly tantalizing clouds,

Marooned on the island of treacherously sordid politics; I indefatigably kept gnawing my raw nails on the fecklessly corrugated wall; tirelessly wishing for the aisles of blissful freedom to kiss my pathetically devastated bones,

Marooned on the island of dreadfully pulverizing poverty; I vituperatively kept staring at open space; yearning for perpetual freedom on the slopes of the Omnipotently sun soaked hills,

Marooned on the island of bizarrely hapless unemployment; I deliriously punctured every construable vein of my nimble body; endlessly searching for nothing else but the gateways of everlastingly enchanting freedom,

Marooned on the island of salaciously egregious betrayal; I incessantly whimpered like a uncontrollably slavering corpse; insurmountably wishing for moments immemorial of ebulliently unshakable freedom,

Marooned on the island of obliviously cursed dilapidation; I unceasingly bit my tongue into a boundless pieces; unstoppably praying for eternally bestowing freedom to kiss the contours of my brutally emaciated lips,

Marooned on the island of boorishly baseless boredom; I vicariously licked grotesquely fetid molehills of crippling dirt; fervently wanting the paradise of
indomitably burgeoning freedom to descend upon my impoverished soul,

Marooned on the island of raunchily petulant indiscrimination; I unsparingly excoriated every trace of happiness from my soul; desperately desiring the
mists of exotically iridescent freedom to forever swirl across my estranged abode,

Marooned on the island of maliciously prejudiced discontentment; I sadistically plucked the whites of my eye out of my sockets; unlimitedly hoping for the
playgrounds of unequivocally priceless freedom to enshroud me from all sides,

Marooned on the island of derogatorily debilitating fever; I repugnantly snubbed at even the most emollient of fantasies that swept my brain; inexorably perceiving the meadows of celestially philanthropic freedom,

Marooned on the island of blood-sucking inequality; I broke down into an tornado of cataclysmic meaninglessness; relentlessly chasing the rainbow of perennially euphoric freedom,

Marooned on the island of invidiously amorphous atrophy; I aimlessly ran the satanic cleavers on my intricate veins; wistfully conceiving the fireballs of unsurpassably insuperable freedom,

Marooned on the island of commercial monotony; I disparagingly blew worthless saliva for hours immemorial; irrefutably wanting to hold the wand of miraculously mitigating freedom; in the center of my intrepid palms,

Marooned on the island of maniacally hypochondriac depression; I listlessly admired death to the most unprecedented limits; inveterately wishing for the march of patriotic freedom; to become my quintessential way,

Marooned on the island of fanatically religious eccentricity; I uxoriously tampered with every blissfully vivid mechanism of my body; insatiably wanting to bond with only with the essence of unassailably righteous freedom,

Marooned on the island of dastardly squelching rumors; I was confounded with the most inexplicably annihilating of cancer; eternally wanting to blend myself with the cisterns of Omnipresently enthralling freedom,

Marooned on the island of bombastically tawdry pretention; I unsavorily defecated prurient shit from every palpable pore of my body; intransigently wanting the whitewash of effulgent freedom; to take complete control of my abhorrently beleaguered senses,

Marooned on the island of mercilessly cold-blooded ruthlessness; I banged my brain into a countless pieces against cold rock; irrevocably waiting each minute for the clouds of sensuously liberating freedom; to transcend over my flagrantly deteriorating
form,

But Marooned on the island of Immortal Love was the first time in my life when I felt that freedom was everywhere I roamed; freedom had become the most
Omnipotent lamp in my soul; freedom was an unparalleled spirit of united existence that would continue to exist even after this earth wholesomely ceased; and it was also the very first time in my life when I prayed to the Lord; to forever keep me
marooned.

He thanked the simmering rays of the Sun from the innermost realms of his heart; for compassionately befriending his every heartlessly chilly winter morning,
Whilst the same man unrelentingly abused the same Sun for transforming him into a gutter of disdainful sweat; as the peak of afternoon crept by and he trespassed his terrace barefoot.

He thanked the voluptuous puffs of clouds for permeating each instant of his otherwise bedraggled day; with unparalleled fantasies of desire; charm and inseparable longing,
Whilst the same man viciously abused the same clouds for bruising him beyond repair; as he stumbled into the valley shouting for his life; losing his footing into the velvety fading light.

He thanked the tree to no end for providing him the most blissful shade of his life; wading all his worries to an eternal rest as he uninhibitedly slept on its motherly trunk,
Whilst the same man intransigently abused the same tree for becoming an infuriating hindrance; as he frantically searched for his beloved amidst the fathomless network of forest grapevines; branches; stalks and leaf.

He thanked the gigantic waves till his last trace of voice; for rhythmically lifting his boat high and handsome towards the sky; with poetically vivacious strokes galore,
Whilst the same man bawdily abused the same waves for betraying him as he sank to the rock bottom of the ocean with his boat; suddenly not able to withstand the undefeated flamboyancy of the waves anymore.

He thanked the surreally silent night with all his might; for giving him that much needed inevitable reprieve from the vagaries of this planet; where every robotic morning of worry led him to think only suicide,
Whilst the same man unsparingly abused the same night for rendering him in a state of abject loneliness; deserting him in fear of being indiscriminately robbed as he incoherently babbled with the winds.

He thanked the unflinchingly straight walls with tears of gratitude in his eyes; for being his best and most faithful companion; as he talked to them when the entire world shunted and made parodies of his eccentric delights,
Whilst the same man vindictively abused the same walls for badly bruising his nose and imprisoning him till eternity; each time he tried to run and feel the fresh atmosphere; outside.

He thanked the fathomless desert for triggering his imagination to the most unprecedented limits; as the endless expanse of golden sands made him a spontaneous artist filled with prolific joy of the living kind,
Whilst the same man inconsolably abused the same desert for making him completely lose his moorings; hopelessly stranding him amidst a labyrinth of only dust; as he winced to take on the force of one of his chilliest nights.

He thanked the gustily blowing wind with open arms; for soaring his kite like the ultimate magician up into bits of limitless sky; as his fingers swayed to the tunes of the ardently charged string,
Whilst the same man inexorably abused the same wind for ruthlessly pushing him to a racy death- -100 floors down his building; as it blew just a trifle too harder for his comfort and his foot inadvertently tripped.

He thanked the triumphantly scintillating glass for honestly portraying every contour of his personality; as he stood up with integrity on his hard earned patch of soil,
Whilst the same man implacably abused the same glass for making him an inferior societal neglect; as it reflected scores of other thousands of beings more beautiful than him; and he now prepared himself to lead a life ahead full of misery; self-destruction and gloom.

He thanked the virgin streaks of white lightening for igniting the most dormant arenas of his brain; leading him to discover the inexplicably mysterious world beyond the mundane,
Whilst the same man horrifically abused the same lightening for reducing him into bits of invisibly ludicrous ash; as he stood a bit longer under it to admire it in its
full and untamed glory.

He thanked the tumultuously pelting drops of sensuous rain with passionate folded palms; for blessing every disastrously parched nerve of his with rhapsodic delight,
Whilst the same man barbarously abused the same rain for indefinitely stranding him within four walls; as the incessant downpour exasperatingly cut his every feasible link with the commercial globe outside.

He thanked the boundlessly dense forests for allowing him to discover his quintessential roots; as he let the seductive spray of the dew evoke memories of the supernatural and beyond; in the spectacularly star-studded night,
Whilst the same man remorsefully abused the same forests for making him a wastrel wanderer; slapping the tag of a good-for-nothing eccentric recluse into his
now mysteriously groping eyes.

He thanked the compassionate woman living with him for making him feel complete in every aspect of his existence; transcending his every desire beyond the zenith of fulfillment,
Whilst the same man cruelly abused the same woman for circumscribing his life into realms of responsibility; rendering him a mere puppet to fulfill his worldly duties bereft of all spice; after a while.

You know why. Because every Man on earth; myself included; is the biggest Hypocrite

It was perhaps natural if the deserts blamed the flaming Sun for acrimoniously blistering into tumultuous heat; as they were perpetually unable to do anything; other than just relentlessly whirling into a pool of disdainful dust and mirage; all night and
brilliant day,

It was perhaps natural if the trees blamed the vengeful hurricanes for devastating their blissful entity into an inconspicuously bedraggled heap; as they were perpetually unable to anything; other than just incessantly embedding their roots deeper and
deeper into stony cocoons of lackluster soil,

It was perhaps natural if the crops blamed the torrential floods for wholesomely disorienting them into pools of frigidly soiled banana skins; as they were perpetually unable to do anything; other than just obediently sway in the direction of the
nimble winds,

It was perhaps natural if the frogs blamed the despondent well for perniciously incarcerating them into dungeons of despair; as they were perpetually unable to do anything; other than just loquaciously leaping within the interiors; for countless more
births yet to unveil,

It was perhaps natural if the oceans blamed the fleet of ominously advancing ships for profusely adulterating their ravishingly tantalizing waters; as they were perpetually unable to do anything; other than just tirelessly undulating into a fountain of rhapsodically tangy froth,

It was perhaps natural if the roses blamed the abominable gutters for insidiously tarnishing its mystical island of ebullient scent; as they were perpetually unable to do anything; other than just blossom into eternal fragrance with the unfurling of ethereal dawn,

It was perhaps natural if the grass blamed the treacherously trampling juggernaut of trucks for squashing them indiscriminately into graveyards of horrendous death; as they were perpetually unable to do anything; other than just fluttering in unbelievably aristocratic unison; to the commands of the seductively enthralling breeze,

It was perhaps natural if the mountains blamed the brutally freezing snow for making them ludicrously shiver even in the heart of the flamboyantly boisterous day; as they were perpetually unable to do anything; other than just gigantically tower into the
handsome gorge of clouds; for boundless more births yet to unveil,

It was perhaps natural if the dungeons blamed the ominous blackness for barbarically asphyxiating them in galleries of unsurpassable doom; as they were perpetually unable to do anything; other than just being timelessly submerged infinite kilometers; beneath the surface of jubilant earth,

It was perhaps natural if the nightingale blamed the ferocious lion for satanically massacring the celestial melody in its fascinating sound; as it was perpetually unable to do anything; other than just beautiful unveil the mesmerizing chords of its throat;
to incomprehensible ecstasy,

It was perhaps natural if the photograph blamed euphoric vivaciousness for continuously teasing it to beyond the threshold limits of endurance; as it was
perpetually unable to do anything; other than just stare in patient innocuousness; infinite hours on the trot,

It was perhaps natural if the spider blamed the wildly whirling winds for decimating its web into a pulverized junkyard; as it was perpetually unable to do anything; other than just frantically run and suspend itself nervously from the silken strands,

It was perhaps natural if the honey blamed the lethally venomous snake for salaciously marauding its township of ebullient sweetness; as it was perpetually
unable to do anything; other than just ooze into a enchantingly spell binding harmony; every unveiling instant of the day,

It was perhaps natural if the rainbows blamed the viciously clandestine clouds for snobbishly obfuscating their vibrantly resplendent sparkle; as they were perpetually unable to do anything; other than just vividly sprout up and stringently adhere to
the sky; in times of both Sunshine and bountiful rain,

It was perhaps natural if milk blamed stagnatingly dilapidated water for rendering its immaculately salubrious persona into a worthless pool of insipid nothingness; as it was perpetually unable to anything; other than just cascade in synergistic harmony from the sacred teats of Mother cow,

It was perhaps natural if the parrots blamed cages for surreptitiously imprisoning their compassionately uninhibited freedom; as they were perpetually unable
to do anything; other than just cheekily chirp in innocently holistic tandem,

It was perhaps natural if the ants blamed the savagely marching elephants for squelching them to countless kilometers beneath their veritably stinking graves; as
they were perpetually unable to do anything; other than just harmlessly squirm in collective troops and symbiotically upon cold soil,

It was perhaps natural if the fruits blamed the capricious branches of the tree for hurling them uncouthly towards the apathetic ground at the slightest draught of breeze; as they were perpetually unable to do anything; other than just robustly augmenting in shape and size; as time merrily elapsed by,

But it was unfathomably preposterous if man blamed the Almighty Creator for his unrelenting string of ridiculous failures; for although the Omnipotent Lord
had majestically spawned him with passionately crimson blood and bone; he was himself and irrefutably the maker of his own destiny.

I didn’t want to lead life as MAN of the Unconquerable Mountains; with my silhouette towering unflinchingly handsome; even as the most hedonistically extemporizing dinosaurs; lambasted over me left; right and brutal center,

I didn’t want to lead life as MAN of the Brilliant Sun; with the uninhibitedly Omnipotent aura radiating from my demeanor; enlightening the lamp of optimistic
hope in every frigidly diminishing household,

I didn’t want to lead life as MAN of the Enigmatic Forests; with an unsurpassably euphoric stream of inscrutable excitement; perennially lingering from the whites of my uncannily princely eyes,

I didn’t want to lead life as MAN of the Fathomless Cosmos; with the every bit of the celestially spell binding Universe; compassionately titillating and dancing on my pristine fingertips,

I didn’t want to lead life as MAN of the Nostalgically Romantic Past; with even the most infinitesimally obsolete cranny of skin rapaciously longing; for the impeccably glorious moments once again; when I was a Godly infant,

I didn’t want to lead life as MAN of the Bountifully Burgeoning Paradise; with all that wafting from my immaculately milky persona being nothing else but; the rainbows of everlastingly unfazed success,

I didn’t want to lead life as Man of the Effervescently Ticklish Circus; with even the most diminutively nimble bone of my countenance fulminating into an untamed catharsis of impregnably unparalleled laughter,

I didn’t want to lead life as MAN of the Redolently Vivacious roses; ubiquitously disseminating the scent of wonderfully egalitarian existence; in every heart and
soul alike,

I didn’t want to lead life as MAN of the Opalescently Revolutionary Millennium; metamorphosing even the most evanescent coffin of horrendous despair; with my
unfathomable ocean of brilliantly stupefying inventions,

I didn’t want to lead life as MAN of the Blazingly Glamorous Hollywood; with even the most ethereally disappearing of my shadows; being crazily engulfed by winds of glitterati and intransigently unending cynosure,

I didn’t want to lead life as MAN of the Amiably Blissful Stars; indefatigably shimmering into a festoon of gloriously heavenly ecstasy; for hours and
centuries galore,

I didn’t want to lead life as MAN of the Endlessly Enamoring Dreams; dogmatically unable to do anything; except open the corridors of my brain to inexorably
muse; mesmerize and dream,

I didn’t want to lead life as MAN of the Jubilantly Undulating Oceans; unfolding every conceivable minute of my lifetime with the sensuously salty waves; of limitlessly ebullient springiness,

I didn’t want to lead life as MAN of the Charismatically Priceless Pearls; enrapturing even the most obfuscated ingredient of my impoverished blood; with the miraculous magic of perpetually grandiloquent Opulence,

I didn’t want to lead life as MAN of the Timelessly Fascinating Deserts; unequivocally rolling in the glistening sands; like the most invincibly silken
prince of all times,

I didn’t want to lead life as MAN of the Romantically Imprisoning Winds; timidly surrendering even the most inconspicuous iota of my existence to the chapters of
voluptuous bewilderment and love,

I didn’t want to lead life as MAN of the Blisteringly Dynamic Future; profusely using the firmament of space age; to mollify even the most infidel of my bodily urge,

I didn’t want to lead life as MAN of the Pragmatically Perspicacious Today; holistically confronting each moment of my symbiotically destined life; as it mystically unfurled,

But rather if given a choice and by the blessings of the Lord Almighty; I would indeed want to lead life as man of the current moment; unlimitedly relishing the puff of air ecstatically tingling my nostrils this very moment; making me feel the richest organism on earth alive; not only for this birth of mine but for every birth of mine that the Creator made me to triumphantly sail.

Man had the ability to walk on articulately carved feet,
man had an uncanny knack of tackling problems.

man had large palms which could be curled into a fist,
man had sharp beads of visual apparatus distinguishing between good and evil.

man had lips which turned scarlet when he chewed green leaves of betel,
man had eardrums detecting the minutest of sound.

man had the capacity to perspire in the flaming Sun,
man had twin pair of nostrils which excreted snores at night.

man had a mass of shiny hair projecting from shaven scalp,
man had finger nails blended with several coats of white calcium.

man had bulging arm muscle raising cotton fabric of his shirt,
man had a bunch of well chiseled teeth biting through the hardest of sugarcane stick.

man had built palaces with silver granite and volumes of red brick,
man had bathed for centuries in water extracted from earths crust.

man had the prowess of memorizing long stanzas of numeric verse,
man had a body which had evolved from the primitive ape.

man had a voice that could be synthesized into melodious notes of music,
man had acquired occult powers by incessant worship of the divine Creator.

man had the infinite power of bringing stars to the earth,
man had ruled over all living and created for centuries since he was born.

The birds on the trees screeched hysterically; permeating the atmosphere with their shrill ringing,
Cars on the streets swerved wildly; clashing head on with the electric poles,
Children studying diligently in school; rushed out in a frenzy from the building,
Women busy chatting in shopping malls; froze in their footsteps; drowned wholesomely in the chaotic pandemonium,
Infants crawling innocuously on the floor started to cry incessantly; banging
their diminutive fists against the table,
Businessmen contemplating the intricacies of market; dropped their money; galloped like a boisterous kangaroo for life,
The meticulous bus conductor forgot to halt at stops; speeded the vehicle; whizzing like a demon through the placid countryside,
People languishing in the pool with the sun sizzling their frigid skin; sprinted to seek shelter in the dense jugglery of bush as the last resort,
Clusters of teenagers painstakingly sucking ice-candy; devoured it in a single gulp; sacrificing all pleasure and relish,
Dogs barking vociferously at unsuspecting strangers; subdued their voices to mellowed yawns,
The barber who was leisurely trimming scalp hair; plucking a thin strand at a time; scraped apart the entire beard; in a state of bewilderment; infinite beads of sweat trickling down his nape,
The petrified scientists in their state of agony; inadvertently launched space shuttles well ahead of the scheduled time,
The pop star dancing like an angel to pulsating tunes; collapsed with a thud on the floor like soggy matchsticks,
Security guards deployed on the border; fled helter-skelter using every iota of their imbibed skill; to salvage immediate shelter,
Doctors in their clinics took potent pills for palpitation; to pacify their volcanically throbbing hearts,
Fishes swimming majestically in imprisoned aquariums; slithered like never before; to the vibrations of passionate tension,
Mosquitoes profoundly engrossed in sucking ripe blood; left in a hurry; flying to unprecedented heights of the ceiling,
The spider raced several times in its web; feeling the insurmountable agony bursting in its tentacles,
The artist sketching panoramic valleys; almost swallowed the brush in his mouth; made a sheer travesty of the image in nervous excitement,
The prime minister articulately delivering the speech in his sonorous voice; disdainfully dropped the mike,
The sun rays winked a little from their blazing shine; the winds blowing across roads shivered inexplicably,
It was a complete mayhem out there; as the 10 foot long leopard escaped from caged bars; gallivanted like a king through the busy traffic lanes; and a single growl from the beast had people proclaiming in all directions of the; man eater at large.