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My hands lived only for your philanthropic destiny lines; the magnanimous essence of humanity which they encapsulated in their enigmatic myriad of terminations,

My eyes lived only for your astoundingly charismatic form; the Omnipotent aura it marvelously radiated; even in the most gloomiest of dwindling light,

My skin lived only for your majestically royal caress; the unprecedented tremors of unbelievable excitement it ignited; the instant it sensuously stroked my impoverished flesh,

My lips lived only for your stupendously rhapsodic melody; the torrential globules of voluptuous passion; which cascaded down like an angel from your nape,

My blood lived only for your grandiloquently everlasting smiles; the insatiable compassion that enveloped your silhouette; as you alighted your each benign step,

My cheeks lived only for your mystically ravishing shyness; the astoundingly bountiful empathy; which profusely disseminated from your impeccable soul,

My tongue lived only for your incredulously benevolent disposition; the uninhibited fountain of freedom which gushed from your supreme visage; rendering it
obediently wagging for more,

My brain lived only for your fabulously unfathomable reams; the land of stupendous titillation on which you tread every instant; the perpetual fantasies that you harbored to alleviate all suffering from dithering mankind,

My conscience lived only for your irrefutably divine righteousness; the immaculate ideals entrenching each iota of your persona; annihilating every bit of heinously lecherous dirt; from the complexion of this gigantic planet,

My voice lived only for your unprecedentedly tantalizing shadow; bewildering me like a new born infant; everytime it appeared and then vanished into realms of never ending enchantment,

My bones lived only for your supremely heavenly gait; the impregnable conviction with which; you maneuvered tottering mankind towards thunderbolts of unitedly
bright light,

My ears lived only for your celestially exuberant sound; putting an end to the most inconspicuous of misery with its everlasting cadence; the untamed ardor in
its romantically enthralling swirl,
My nerves lived only for your ecstatically twinkling feet; the unflinching fervor with which they marched forward; making countless a slave of their unending mission to transpire the religion of humanity,

My fingers lived only for your magnificently fulminating art; exploring every inch of its incomprehensible richness; getting perennially entangled in the ocean of
its inimitably Oriental charm,

My neck lived only for your fantastically alluring belly; dexterously manipulating boundless turns a minute; in order to trace its most diminutively seductive movement,

My eyebrows lived only for your unbelievable festoon of countless forms; at times a baby clinging to the lap of your mother; while at times towering above all the diabolical; to metamorphose uncouth bloodshed into a blissful paradise,

My soul lived only for your unconquerable spirit; instilling the most astronomically emphatic elements of vivacious life; in organisms even infinite kilometers beneath their graves,

My nostrils lived only for your passionately turbulent breath; the resplendence of Omnipresent humanity that it wholeheartedly diffused; to the most farthest corner
of this shivering Universe,

And my heart lived only for your immortal beats; the mesmerizing rhythm with which they flowed while existing higher than the clouds; and affording the same to their fellow compatriots aimlessly wandering around.

Do definitely be inspired by all those minuscule globules of water; which miraculously spurned fresh life and magical greenery—into fathomless kilometers of acrimoniously arid-stagnating land,

Do definitely be inspired by all those undaunted apogees of the mountains; which unflinchingly stood like a lone warrior amidst boundless bits of sky—triumphantly bracing every storm and maliciously holocaustic light,

Do definitely be inspired by all those diminutive petals of the scarlet rose; which perpetuated the dolorously dying atmosphere—with the royal scent of compassionate belonging and invincible togetherness,

Do definitely be inspired by all those invisibly gutsy ants; which fomented even the most demonically parading monsters to collapse like a pack of frigid cards—with just a singleton sting to their big foot,

Do definitely be inspired by all those unconquerable rays of the Sun; which blessed each symbiotically palpitating life on the trajectory of soil—with the scepter of fearlessly blazing truth and righteousness,

Do definitely be inspired by all those blissfully blessed mothers—who suckled their new born solely with their impeccably sacrosanct milk—which became the greatest power for the child to survive for an infinite more lifetimes,

Do definitely be inspired by all those voluptuously enriched clouds; which triggered new rays of hope in the life of every mercilessly scorched organism on earth; endlessly waiting for those pricelessly inimitable showers of the first monsoon,

Do definitely be inspired by all those be-dazzlingly patriotic soldiers; who altruistically laid their lives for their motherland—smiling embraced the gallows of death so that their mothersoil remained free—at the swish of a thumb,

Do definitely be inspired by all those amiably rustling trees; which rendered their healing shade to the agonizingly dreary traveler—wondrously cooled the atmosphere with their ravishing breeze; even as the afternoon unsparingly tried to char their wholesome existence,

Do definitely be inspired by all those vivaciously dancing rainbows; which fomented inexhaustible chores of cheers from every discovering mouth on the Universe—replenishing robotically devastating life with splashes of tantalizingly reinvigorating color,

Do definitely be inspired by all those mellifluously tiny nightingales; which punctuated each shade of vapidly deteriorating and mundane existence—with the Omnipotent balm of benign sound,

Do definitely be inspired by all those indefatigably advancing footsteps of truth; which didn’t budge an inch from their course of unparalleled righteousness—no matter how hard did the devil try to lure them towards the seductresses of vindictively victimizing hell,

Do definitely be inspired by all those citadels of honest solidarity; which victoriously withstood even the ghastliest of attack on this planet-united together in the strings of affable brotherhood,

Do definitely be inspired by all those jubilantly dazzling droplets of sweat- a ramification of the utmost anecdotes of perseverance; wherein every organism started from the scratch in the scorching heat—to leave a significant mark upon this planet,

Do definitely be inspired by all those poignantly undulating waves of the ocean; which cast their unbreakably enchanting spell upon every miserably harried fraternity of living kind; with every tiny sprinkle of their heavenly froth,

Do definitely be inspired by all those benevolently twinkling stars; which unassailably weaved a way towards philanthropically ultimate success—even through the most dreadfully morose and blackened nights,

Do definitely be inspired by all those gorgeously golden waterfalls; which insuperably recharged every deplorably dwindling pore of the beleaguered body- -transporting each organism to the ultimate levels of unimaginable ecstasy,

Do definitely be inspired by all those chapters of marvelous evolution; which spawned into infinite civilizations of fresh life and enthralling emotion; under the impregnable fatherly roof of the open sky,

Do definitely be inspired by all those geniuses of the undefeated human brain; which created unbelievably masterpieces of art and literature; out of sheer and limp nothingness,

But forever believe in; infallibly listen to; and only follow the innermost voices and immortal beats of your very own Omnisciently ubiquitous heart.

Bathing in an chilled ocean of champagne; consuming small sips of the same
with stupendous relish,

Climbing the peak of the snow clad alps; feasting the panoramic view of the
gorgeous valley,

Driving flamboyant cars at whirlwind speeds; wildly careening through the
colossal expanse of the highway,

Impulsively sketching intricate shapes of brave stalwarts; portraying their charisma to the mundane world,

Tenaciously biting into obdurate chunks of farm apple; reducing the succulent fruit to pulp,

Voraciously rolling in a slurry of wet mud; getting intensely tickled by the poignant aroma,

Riding on bare camelback through the arid regions of the desert; profoundly enjoying the golden sands,

Scrubbing my entire silhouette with an extract of piquant green chili; breathing fumes of boiling gas from my nose,

Embellishing my spouse with the most exquisite of jewelry; inundating her parted hair with crimson vermilion,

Gyrating to blasting music diffusing from the discotheque; swirling uninhibitedly till wee hours of evanescent dawn,

Decoding the most baffling of enigmas; innovating a plethora of contrivances to assist the commoner,

Soaring high in the air strapped tightly to an inflated balloon; whistling in unison with the passing birds,

Swimming onerously against the high rising waves; swallowing pinches of frothy
water in my famished mouth,

Staring unrelentingly at the sapphire sky; trying to unveil the vagaries of
life in the twinkling stars,

Roasting a battalion of sumptuous fish on hot embers of coal; chewing the same
scrupulously entangling the pointed bones,

Languishing sedately on a mattress of pure silk; bouncing sporadically on the
flocculent cotton,

Perspiring like a pig under the sweltering heat of Sun God; bustling robustly in the fervor of youth,

Gallivanting on the streets casually attired; passing chivalrous smiles to all I encountered,

Amalgamating torn pieces of rags; meticulously with the metallic bodkin,

Molding threadbare lumps of greasy wax; into a grandiloquent statue,

Garrulously conversing the entire day with innocuous children; reminiscing my childhood days,

Pinching swollen paper bags with my nail; thereby producing obstreperous bangs,

Polishing the enamel of my teeth incessantly with rustic sticks of tree bark; granting them a perpetual sparkle,

Embossing infinite lines of calligraphy on bonded paper; transforming its pallid persona into one embedded with literary compositions,

Inscribing her name on my chest with a switchblade; imprisoning her close to my heart,

Philandering across umpteenth places of the globe; absorbing the enchanting mysticism of natural forest,

Serving humanity with all my might; extending my services to all those deprived of indispensable vision,

Yes this is no kidding; the above mentioned blended with bountiful more,

Only after which I would like to relinquish breath; and leave for my heavenly abode.

Only a mother could dress the impoverished child so insurmountably fantastically; like nobody else on this fathomlessly vibrant earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could educate the hapless child so indomitably handsomely; like nobody else on this boundlessly fragrant earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could appreciate the despairing child so insuperably amiably; like nobody else on this limitlessly serene earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could cuddle the trembling child so impeccably wonderfully; like nobody else on this endlessly enchanting earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could kiss the solitary child so blissfully compassionately; like nobody else on this beautifully vibrant earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could embrace the orphaned child so euphorically poignantly; like nobody else on this majestically exotic earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could enlighten the fretful child so royally enamoringly; like nobody else on this mystically effulgent earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could shield the decrepit child so unflinchingly invincibly; like nobody else on this fabulously mesmerizing earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could play with the discovering child so heavenly innocuously; like nobody else on this timelessly adorable earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could feed the emaciated child so ingratiatingly celestially; like nobody else on this triumphantly glorious earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could pray for the extradited child so insatiably unrelentingly; like nobody else on this gloriously bountiful earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could bless the maimed child so Omnipotently altruistically; like nobody else on this blazingly vivacious earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could immortalize the ostracized child so indomitably miraculously; like nobody else on this victoriously ebullient earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could understand the speechless child so irrefutably Omnisciently; like nobody else on this unsurpassably magnetic earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could patronize the lambasted child so unequivocally selflessly; like nobody else on this redolently resplendent earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could embellish the bruised child so eclectically artistically; like nobody else on this mellifluously robust earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could sing for the blind child so vividly tirelessly; like nobody else on this graciously magnanimous earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could mimic the mischievous child so spell bindingly joyously; like nobody else on this astoundingly fructifying earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could pacify the wailing child so sacredly abundantly; like nobody else on this regally aristocratic earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could defend the dilapidated child so intractably handsomely; like nobody else on this exquisitely panoramic earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could revitalize the dwindling child so Omnipresently fabulously; like nobody else on this insurmountably evolving earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could worship the destitute child so implacably faithfully; like nobody else on this limitlessly ardent earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

And it was only a mother who could love the newborn child so perpetually radiantly; like nobody on this blessedly uninhibited earth; could ever dream of; or ever could.

I might have eaten different varieties of food every day; appeasing my gluttony with the exact taste that circulated instantaneously in my tongue,

I might have worn different clothes every day; vacillating between contemporary and traditional fabric; to succeed in my spurious attempts of looking the best,

I might have talked in different dialects every day; maneuvering my tongue several times; to achieve that bombastic slang which I had perpetually dreamt of,

I might have wandered in different directions every day; incessantly discovering and stimulating my insatiable greed for adventure,

I might have read different books every day; profoundly engrossed in the inscrutable tales of enchanting mystery and romance,

I might have slept at different places every day; sometimes under the tenacious moonlight blending with placid grass; while sometimes on the astronomical summit of the mountain feasting on the tremendously deep pink gorge,

I might have looked in different directions every day; trying my ultimate best to decipher the intricacies of this fascinating planet,

I might have bathed in different waters every day; sometimes standing under the artificial bathroom shower; while sometimes splashing my arms in supremely poignant ocean salt,

I might have driven different cars every day; sometimes the astoundingly sleek silver Mercedes; while sometimes the battered jalopy to play a few pranks on fellow beings,

I might have adorned my wrists with different watches every day; zealously observing as the seconds ticked into oblivion with each unveiling night,

I might have admired different sights every day; fantasizing almost every minute to unprecedented realms of bizarre imagination,

I might have danced on different floors every day; sometimes on scintillating slabs of marvelous granite; while sometimes brazenly striking my bohemian foot on the muddy ground,

I might have inadvertently broken different things every day; sometimes the glittering bowls extruding from the mantelpiece; while sometimes the tiny mountains of sand that suddenly came my way,
I might have drunk different liquids every day; quenching my thirst with the most conducive flavor that my throat cried for,

I might have sat on several different places every day; ranging from as obdurate as the stubborn stone; to the ambiguous oasis of satiny fur strewn on the hills,

I might have shaken hands with different people every day; unabashedly interacting with each section of the vast society,

I might have listened to different tunes every day; feasting my sensitive ears to a fathomless pedigree of mind boggling and profusely enthralling music,

I might have frequented different continents every day; whizzed past over boundless territories of land and water; seated like a prince on the lavish upholstery of my personal plane,

I might have bought different toys every day; in my endeavor to amuse myself profoundly; reminisce way back into memories of, memories of unadulterated and innocuous childhood,

I might have worshipped different deities every day; advocating my firm belief in each form of God existing; through far and wide in this secularly woven orthodox world,

I might have taken the blessings of different mothers every day; revering and insurmountably respecting their irrefutable tenacity to evolve new life,

But let me tell you; that although everything in my life had been different every day, I still have no inhibitions in declaring that I have loved only one woman from the bottom of my heart; the very woman whom I would continue to adore for centuries immemorial; the very woman whose essence would keep lingering around my impoverished soul even under my grave, the woman who is none other than my beloved.

When I took one step forward towards the Sun; I fell back like thunderbolts of lightening; charred to an inconspicuous speck in the swirl of its stringently
sizzling rays,

When I took one step forward towards the Moon; I transited into a stupendously ravishing reverie in its profound shimmer; staggering inevitably towards realms
of inevitable unconsciousness,

When I took one step forward towards the volcano; I wafted into infinitesimal corridors of remote oblivion; thoroughly whipped by its gruesomely fulminating aura,

When I took one step forward towards the well; I abruptly found myself engulfed by a fleet of hostile crocodile; the diabolically forlorn waters trying to strangulate my body from all sides,

When I took one step forward towards the mirage; I soon realized I had been horrendously tricked; and all that I was able to capsize was sultry currents of
sweltering blank atmosphere,

When I took one step forward towards the thorn; I pierced the intricately rubicund skin of my foot; and a stream of crimson blood began to profusely ooze from
my despairing caricature,

When I took one step forward towards the ghost; I was encapsulated by a severely debilitating fever; with a wave of inexplicable disease lingering incessantly around my innocuous persona,

When I took one step forward towards the dinosaur; he pulverized me till my last bone had blended wholesomely with soil; blowing my existence forever from this planet; like bristles of the broomstick,

When I took one step forward towards sinking sand; I felt myself plummeting down towards the innermost belly of satanic mud; before even I had time to speak; the names of whom I overwhelmingly loved,

When I took one step forward towards the waves; I inadvertently stumbled into the tumultuously violent storm; and soon witnessed the menacing jaws of shark
marching down my throat,

When I took one step forward towards the rainbow; I found myself so profoundly entrenched by an infinite myriad of colors; that I almost forgot my original
identity in pragmatic life,
When I took one step forward towards the shattered glass; I glimpsed all contours of my countenance distorted hideously beyond the realms of ugliness; propelling me to swoon on the ground in sheer disbelief,

When I took one step forward towards the evening; I discovered nothing but morbid darkness; and an uncouthly eerie silence that confronted me; in whichever direction I transgressed,

When I took one step forward towards treacherous lies; after a while I found myself so pathetically entangled by the blanket of heinous lechery; that I even forgot to pronounce my name correctly,

When I took one step forward towards the serpents den; the blood in my veins froze in its very roots; as the venomous monster slapped me viciously with its mystical tongue,

When I took one step forward towards the ant; the diminutive parasite suddenly coalesced with infinite more of its kind; metamorphosed the skin of my cheeks
into a perpetual crimson; making my head bow down before my teacher in shame,

When I took one step forward towards the whispering leaves; each part of my visage was inundated with unfathomable frustration; as I simply couldn’t make head or tail of the message they were trying to convey,

When I took one step forward towards the grave; I rebounded back countless feet in fraction seconds; as the unbearable agony of seeing my loved ones buried;
made me relinquish all traces of life,

While when I took one step forward towards my beloved; it was for the first time that each step of mine transformed into boundless more; and I kept marching with an invincible conviction; chanting the virtue of immortal love; till the last breath from my body flowed.

I loved the Himalayas for their snow clad peaks; the thin wisps of clouds marking the silver linings of the horizon,
However I hated the freezing currents of air descending down its slopes; the gusty avalanches of ice killing millions while trying to conquer it.

I loved the pen for inundating white paper with infinite lines of literature; granting a status to words which was greater than swords,
However I hated it when it penned down the death sentence; assisted the judge in making his final decision.

I loved the clouds for showering blissful droplets of rain; instilling new life in dead weeds and parched soil,
However I hated them for deluging low lying regions near the coast; sweeping several innocent in the fury of its waves.

I loved the handkerchief for its satiny caress; the delectable pillow it formed for me to sleep in the night,
However I hated it when the insane murderer, used it as a tool to strangulate the last iota of breath.

I loved the winding road to the palace; the festoon of lights shimmering, metamorphosing it into a marvel to stare at dusk,
However I hated it when it was slippery; fomented the cars to swerve wildly and collide thunderously with each other.

I loved the dainty wrist watch for displaying time all day; apprising me diligently of the sun setting behind the sea’s,
However I hated it when it candidly announced; the seconds left until my death.

I loved the tree for its lanky stalks and sprawling branches; the clusters of ravishing fruit it bore on its leaves,
However I hated it when it fell with a thud; squelching innocuous children that came under its mighty sway.

I loved the fire for its crackling flames; the loads of compassionate warmth it generated well past after midnight,
However I hated it when it capsized my beloved in its swirl; charred her body to inconspicuous ash within a matter of few minutes.

I loved eating fish entangled in a conglomerate of seaweed; roasting it to perpetual golden brown; before dipping in piquant curry,
However I hated it when one of its intricate bones stuck incorrigibly in my throat; making me greedily gasp for life.

And I loved to desire; drown myself into the ocean of love; sizzle profoundly in the corridors of romance,
However I hated it when my passion was one sided; and the person whom I could die for couldn’t even recognize my body when I was alive.

I wanted one foot on the summit of freezing Everest; and the other foot on rock hard slabs of civilized ground,

I wanted one foot in insurmountably blazing infernos of forest fire; and the other foot on an pristine island of divinely white ice,

I wanted one foot on a mesmerizing blanket of verdant grass; and the other foot on a savage battlefield of belligerently acrid thorns,

I wanted one foot on a paradise of bountifully rhapsodic joy; and the other foot on anecdotes of placidly solitary gloom,

I wanted one foot on a stupendously boisterous hive of poignantly swarming bees; and the other foot on the graveyard which harbored nothing but clouds of celestial peace,

I wanted one foot on a Godly festoon of salubriously rubicund fruits; and the other foot on miniscule pints of inexplicable illness,

I wanted one foot on a supremely benevolent platform of uninhibited humanity; and the other foot on remotely rare spurts of flirtatious mischief,

I wanted one foot on an irrefutable idol of sacred truth; and the other foot on a shallow ocean of blatantly glaring lies,

I wanted one foot on a profusely redolent carpet of voluptuous rose; and the other foot on the flimsily open lid of the fetid dustbin,

I wanted one foot on a boundless township of immortal romance; and the other foot on the wildly philandering horse which traversed past the neighboring girl’s doorstep,

I wanted one foot on a field of opulently glistening fabric; and the other foot on diminutive rags of tottered jute,

I wanted one foot on lanes inundated with melodiously sweet sugarcane; and the other foot on a pinch of piquantly passionate ocean salt,

I wanted one foot on an electric paced galloping air-plane; and the other foot on the potbellied tortoise which thought infinite times before taking even a single step,

I wanted one foot on a tantalizingly relentless chain of seductive fantasy; and the other foot on profoundly pragmatic thought which brought me back into the
mainstream of day-to-day life,

I wanted one foot on the mystical valley reverberating thunderously with heavenly sound; and the other foot on the unimaginative road strewn with bits of
paper and regular traffic,

I wanted one foot on the unsurpassably towering giant’s scalp; and the other foot on the mousetrap delectably sandwiched in the cloistered interiors of the dilapidated household,

I wanted one foot on the pungently sharp scintillating sword; and the other foot on the tremendously blunt coconut which kept sinking deeper as I tossed it about,

I wanted one foot on a majestic desert basking in the glory of princely sunlight; and the other foot on evanescent shades of the diabolically treacherous night,

I have wished a life like this O! Almighty lord; right since the time I emitted my first cry; and would feel the most privileged if you bestowed a life such as this; to perhaps if not me; then atleast one of my fellow kind.

In order to taste the sweet kernel of coconut; one must learn to break
open its obdurate shell,

In order to experience the ravishing aroma of waves; one must learn to
tenaciously swim in the choppy waters,

In order to imbibe the splendor of the desert; one must learn to traverse
audaciously on the blistering hot silver sands,

In order to relish the coolness of ice; one must learn how to scrupulously
masticate it,

In order to savor the flavor of milk; one must learn to adroitly squeeze it
from blossoming cow teats,

In order to enjoy the scent of lotus flower; one must learn to bathe in a pond replete with a curry of slushy mud; blended commensurately with creepers sprawling in all directions,

In order to hear strident tunes of music; one must learn to keep his ears in close affinity with the rustic country discotheque,

In order to bask in pure light; one must learn to sit perseveringly under fiery golden rays of the sun,

In order to extract exorbitant amounts of gold; one must learn to dig till unfathomable depths; with hostile blade of pickaxe intermittently brazing against the knee,

In order to embellish the body with serrated crocodile skin; one must learn to kill the ferocious beast; then adroitly strip its skin from its diabolical network of bones,

In order to uninhibitedly smile; one must learn to flex ones lips profoundly; stretching the cheeks as far as possible,

In order to sip delectable tea; one must learn to burn his taste buds profusely; as the steaming liquid came in proximity with the tongue,

In order to witness exuberant wails of an innocuous infant; one must learn to deliver the same after undergoing months of painstaking agony,

In order to sketch mesmerizing shapes of the hills; one must learn to commensurately blend root color; vivaciously swishing the brush on sprawling sheets of plain white canvas,

In order to envisage celestial fairies and angels; one must learn to exert the tendons of his brain to fullest capacity; and then dream,

In order to get bountiful crops; one must learn to sow the right proportion of salubrious seeds,

In order to make the morbid surface of walls sparkle; one must learn to whitewash them; with mammoth chunks of chalk powder and paint,

In order to feel tangy perspiration trickle down the nape; one must learn to clamber up the mountain barefoot in sweltering waves of heat,

In order to survive; one must learn to stand unflinching against the hostile vagaries of this world; prove his true mettle in every sphere of life,

And in order to love; one must learn to unselfishly sacrifice; wholesomely dedicate his mind; body and soul to the deity he reveres; the person who made him feel every unveiling minute of the day; that he was breathing; he was alive.

One instant we were scratching wildly; deeply embedding unruly nails in
our skins,
While the next moment we embraced each other tightly; placidly lying
down on the couch.

One instant we were pulling our hair; almost uprooting each strand
firmly adhered to its scalp,
While the next moment we fondled each others palms; intricately tracing
the lines that lay deeply embodied therein.

One instant we were pummeling ourselves in the stomach; hurling a
volley of abashing expletives at one another,
While the next moment we stared unrelentingly into each others eyes;
drowning ourselves wholesomely into an ocean of mesmerizing dreams.

One instant we were kicking frantically; tickling ourselves voraciously
in the ribs; and our hands coated with piquant chili powder,
While the next moment we whispered nimbly in each others ears; reciting
enchantingly true and passionate tales of fantasy.

One instant we were making obnoxious faces; scowling at one another
with our tongues audaciously peeking out,
While the next moment we assisted each other in the kitchen; to
harmoniously prepare appetizing delicacies; for nocturnal supper.

One instant we were screeching rampantly like savage tigers; inundating
our eardrums with thunderous sound,
While the next moment we went off to blissful sleep; safely and
securely in each others arms.

One instant we were rolling in a slush of squalid mud; splashing dirty
water fervently on our bare skins,
While the next moment we sang in unison with the nightingale; drifted
our minds towards sedative sounds; emanating from the dense undergrowths of
the jungle.

One instant we were brandishing swords on our bodies; clanging them
incoherently against each other,
While the next moment we sprinkled dying plants with water; sipping the
same gently from our hands.

One instant we were fighting like cats and dogs; banging the pillow at
one another; till the fluff whizzed out in a frenzy,
While the next moment we kissed each other on the forehead; applying
antiseptic creams on our bruises.

And one instant we looked at one another in sheer hatred; with rays of
contempt emitting belligerently from our eyes,
While the next moment we confessed that we were madly in love; prayed
to the Creator to keep us bonded in the strings of immortal romance.