Indian Poet Nikhil Parekh

What difference does it make as to whether I met you at the very first cry or the very last cry of my miserably impoverished life; as your robustly humanitarian cheeks; reborn me an infinite times even after the earth had ceased to exist as the; greatest
Fantasizer,

What difference does it make as to whether I met you at the very first smile or the very last smile of my haplessly penurious life; as your magnanimously celestial shadow; reborn me an infinite times even after the earth had ceased to exist; as the greatest Tantalizer,

What difference does it make as to whether I met you at the very first signature or the very last signature of my parsimoniously truncated life; as your poignantly sacred palms; reborn me an infinite times even after the earth had ceased to exist; as the
greatest humanitarian,

What difference does it make as to whether I met you at the very first dwelling or the very last dwelling of my traumatically beleaguered life; as your miraculously Omnipotent and mitigating voice; reborn me an infinite times even after the earth had ceased to exist; as the greatest adventurer,

What difference does it make as to whether I met you at the very first dream or the very last dream of my distraughtly dreary life; as your unbelievably sensuous fragrance; reborn me an infinite times even after the earth had ceased to exist; as the greatest artist,

What difference does it make as to whether I met you at the very first job or the very last job of my disgustingly decrepit life; as your mystically enamoring and voluptuously curvaceous silhouette; reborn me an infinite times even after the earth had ceased to exist; as the greatest poet,

What difference does it make as to whether I met you at the very first turning or the very last turning of my lackadaisically fretful life; as your vividly euphoric countenance; reborn an infinite times even after the earth had ceased to exist; as the greatest prodigy,

What difference does it make as to whether I met you at the very first success or the very last success of my ethereally disheveled life; as your innocuously rosy tongue; reborn me an infinite times even after the earth had ceased to exist; as the greatest
conjurer,

What difference does it make as to whether I met you at the very first wink or the very last wink of my malevolently scurrilous life; as your unassailably majestic eyes; reborn me an infinite times even after the earth had ceased to exist; as the greatest spirit,

What difference does it make as to whether I met you at the very first whisper or the very last whisper of my viciously slandering life; as your insuperably magnetic aura; reborn me an infinite times even after the earth had ceased to exist; as the greatest prince,

What difference does it make as to whether I met you at the very first sweatdrop or the very last sweatdrop of my devastatingly malicious life; as your unconquerably iridescent footsteps; reborn me an infinite times even after the earth had ceased to
exist; as the greatest patriot,

What difference does it make as to whether I met you at the very first dawn or the very last dawn of my ephemerally quavering life; as your beautifully emollient ideals; reborn me an infinite times even after the earth had ceased to exist; as the greatest
singer,

What difference does it make as to whether I met you at the very first yawn or the very last yawn of my inconspicuously. frigid life; as your impeccably redolent skin; reborn me an infinite times even after the earth had ceased to exist; as the greatest martyr,

What difference does it make as to whether I met you at the very first clap or the very last clap of my infinitesimally withering life; as your immaculately untainted sleep; reborn me an infinite times even after the earth had ceased to exist; as the greatest
philosopher,

What difference does it make as to whether I met you at the very first alphabet or the very last alphabet of my indiscriminately tyrannized life; as your sensuously fluttering eyelashes; reborn me an infinite times even after the earth had ceased to exist; as the
greatest philanderer,

What difference does it make as to whether I met you at the very first tear or the very last tear of my diminutively dastardly life; as your ecstatically tinkling feet; reborn me an infinite times even after the earth had ceased to exist; as the greatest dancer,

What difference does it make as to whether I met you at the very first breath or the very last breath of my sullenly baseless life; as your panoramically insuperable compassion; reborn me an infinite times even after the earth had ceased to exist;
as the greatest friend,

And what difference does it make as to whether I met you at the very first day or the very last day of my truculently lambasting life; as your immortally palpitating and harmonious heart; reborn me an infinite times even after the earth had ceased to
exist; as the greatest lover.

Tell me what difference does it make; whether I use my artistic left hand to write; or whether I voraciously emboss alphabets on barren paper with the bohemian fingers in my right?
As long as the ramification of it all; is literature which handsomely depicts the spell bindingly unassailable fragrance of bountifully burgeoning mankind.

Tell me what difference does it make; whether I devoutly kneel down on the
majestic steps of the fantastically embellished church; or whether I close my impoverished eyes in ardent obeisance sitting inside the abysmally forlorn gutter pipe?
As long as the ramification of it all; is the image of profoundly Omnipotent benevolence; the grace of the insuperably inimitable Lord Almighty; towering
high in every philanthropic thought of mine.

Tell me what difference does it make; whether I bathe in the most bombastically fudged of glittering gold bathrooms; or whether I let every element of my emaciated skin rejuvenate under rustic droplets of rain tumbling from fathomless sky?
As long as the ramification of it all; is the essence of miraculous freshness transcending over even the most infinitesimal of my dreadfully beleaguered senses; austerely cleansing my sordid body of derogatorily deceased and perfidious shit.

Tell me what difference does it make; whether I tirelessly embrace every conceivable religion which humans coined; or whether I chose to forever remain oblivious to any caste; creed or sect; forever remain nameless?
As long as the ramification of it all; is the river of perennially bonding symbiotism; which Omnisciently cascaded through every cranny of my molecular heart and soul.

Tell me what difference does it make; whether I clad my feet in the most contemporarily designer footwear; or whether I left them threadbarely barren; with my bucolically untrimmed nails grotesquely extruding out?
As long as the ramification of it all; is the path of unflinchingly peerless righteousness; that I perennially tread upon.

Tell me what difference does it make; whether I sung through the most mellifluously majestic of microphones; or whether I uninhibitedly unfurled the discordantly raucous chords of my throat; into the sheath of the simplistic atmosphere?
As long as the ramification of it all; is the message of ubiquitously symbiotic brotherhood; handsomely perpetuating every philanthropic heart alike.

Tell me what difference does it make; whether I used the most powerfully
enviable of field glasses; or whether I let the whites and blacks of my eyes
rampantly wander around?
As long as the ramification of it all; is that the spirit of impeccably untainted goodness; assimilated into every construable cranny of my soul and harmonious body.

Tell me what difference does it make; whether I resided on the most unprecedented precipice of the gigantically impregnable mountain; or whether I exhaled air every instant of my life infinite feet beneath the bed of listlessly sedentary soil?
As long as the ramification of it all; is the mist of redolently humanitarian fantasy; embodying itself deeper and deeper into the diminutively emaciated dormitories of my mind.

And tell me what difference does it make; whether I endlessly romanced within the unfathomably luxurious walls of the Opulent castle; or whether I bonded with the most adorable companion of my life on the squalidly bedraggled streets; deluged with nothing else but the penuriously profane begging bowl?
As long as the ramification of it all; is the sacrosanct thread of Immortally blessing marriage; forever coalescing me with the wave of united existence; forever liberating me from the aisles of worthlessness; and forever and ever and ever into the unconquerably untamed sanctuary of Omnipotent love.

Even though you had beautifully sparkling eyes; with loads of charismatic fortitude entrapped in your bones; still you trembled at the thought of clambering up 100 floors of the colossal building without the escalator,
What about him who was perpetually blind; for whom the world was a cloud of gruesome darkness; right since innocuous childhood?

Even though you had voluptuous jewels of eye; Herculean stamina in the bulging muscle of your arm; still the very thought of crossing the jam packed chaotic road; sent inexplicable shivers down your slender spine, What about him who was perpetually blind; for whom there was nothing like brightness or light in the dictionary of the mind?

Even though you had marvelously sparkling pairs of diamond eyes; the stoical ability to confront the most disastrous situation with astronomical ease; still you severely rebelled the prospect of jumping out of the plane with a parachute strapped tightly,
What about him who was perpetually blind; for whom the world meant nothing else; but simply an amalgamation of different voice?

Even though you had supremely robust hazel eyes; an uncanny ability to solve mind boggling enigmas in split seconds; still the prospect of swimming with the menacing alligators in the marshy swamps gave you horrendous nightmares every unveiling night,
What about him who was perpetually blind, didn’t have even the most infinitesimal idea as to what were twinkling stars; what was blistering Sunlight?

Even though you had opalescent rainbow complexioned eyes; the supreme agility in your legs to leap with astounding ease over boundless hurdles at a time, still you wept uncontrollably at the onset of choosing your favorite shirt amongst millions of fabric strewn around,
What about him who was perpetually blind; didn’t even know as to whether the cloth engulfing his chest; was a garishly striped shirt or a trouser with swanky shine?

Even though you had mesmerizing blue eyes; invincible strength encompassing your entire demeanor; still you dreaded a trifle at the mention of going to acrimonious war,
What about him who was perpetually blind; who couldn’t perceive one bit about the mammoth boulder of stinging needles; just at whisker lengths from his body?

Even though you had phlegmatically cherry red eyes; and exuberant spirit of adventure profusely embedded in your stream of crimson blood; still you flinched a little in your subconscious mind; while nose-diving your jet as straight as an arrow from the cocoon of heavenly clouds towards the periphery of hard ground,
What about him who was perpetually blind; couldn’t walk a step further without leaning on his red and white cane stick?

Even though you had splendidly shimmering eyes; an insatiable yearning towards oligarchic literature; still you thought multiple times before attempting to write a million pages of poetry a day,
What about him who was perpetually blind; who didn’t even know how the ‘L’ of language looked like; persevered all his life caressing vaguely intricate Braille?

Even though you had astoundingly emphatic eyes; an unbelievable ability to judiciously discern thoroughly embedded in your mind; still you stared uncannily into open space; pondering on how would you ever meet the girl of your divinely dreams,
What about him who was perpetually blind; who couldn’t even make out whether it was a man or a woman until it stringently spoke?

And even though you had two pairs of dynamically fiery eyes; a flamboyant swirl encapsulating your visage at every step you strolled; still you weren’t 100% confident of facing life; ruminated for marathon hours as to what would besiege you after your death; would there be celestial paradise or ghastly hell,
What about him who was perpetually blind; who hadn’t witnessed the most minuscule trace of glow since he took his first breath; for whom the solitary silent room in which he resided; was his only paradise; his only hell?

We’ve all been sent on this bountifully eclectic earth; to tirelessly adventure; and not to pathetically stagnate in the corpses of miserably penalizing and delirious depression,

We’ve all been sent on this celestially fantastic earth; to interminably consecrate the virtues of benign goodness; and not to preposterously bend down to the indiscriminately vengeful footsteps of the massacring devil,

We’ve all been sent on this fantastically virile earth; to blaze in the Sun of unconquerable optimism; and not to inexplicably wither like a shriveled leaf in the mortuaries of asphyxiating blackness; without any
ostensible reason or rhyme,

We’ve all been sent on this blessedly emollient earth; to limitlessly desire in a paradise of heavenly symbiosis; and not to be wretchedly thrashed by the wantonly non-existent gallows of maiming negativity,

We’ve all been sent on this vivaciously wonderful earth; to uninhibitedly embrace every caste; creed; color and race with egalitarian love; and not to
relentlessly assassinate countless innocent; on spurious pretexts of feckless religion,

We’ve all been sent on this resplendently robust earth; to enlighten the lives of all those unfortunate with every smile of our destined existence; and not to
rapaciously gobble even the last bone of their crumbling spine; to sadistically inundate our already bulging stomachs,

We’ve all been sent on this jubilantly fathomless earth; to indefatigably march forward in the corridors of unflinching courage; and not to let the germs of
meaninglessly inscrutable fear; reign supreme on every ingredient of our blood,

We’ve all been sent on this gloriously unbridled earth; to invincibly unite in the threads of royal compassion; and not to uncouthly separate the very fabric of existence; and thereby be a beleaguered slave of our prejudiced brains,

We’ve all been sent on this unbelievably enamoring earth; to altruistically heal even the most treacherously ghastliest of wound with the wand of eternal friendship; and not to leave an unending sea of ruthless blood; at every step that we traversed,

We’ve all been sent on this romantically effulgent earth; to mellifluously sing the tunes of brotherhood; and not to cadaverously dumb our God gifted throats;
into the hell of lugubriously intolerable decay,

We’ve all been sent on this spell-bindingly ardent earth; to timelessly sleep in the lap of our Omnipotent mothers; and not to dementedly rape and sell innocuously venerated women; right under the broadest of flaming daylight,
We’ve all been sent on this ecstatically vibrant earth; to beautifully harness; conserve and augment the fruits of pristine mother nature; and not to ruthlessly chop trees and iridescent vegetation; in order to erect tombstones of robotic monotony,

We’ve all been sent on this bounteously philanthropic earth; to fearlessly feed every hungry destitute stomach in whatever capacity we ever could; and not to
sacrilegiously orphan boundless; right infront of their kin,

We’ve all been sent on this incredulously magnetic earth; to interminably continue the chapter of amazingly virile existence; and not to render ourselves meekly impotent; to even the most obsolete insinuation of the passing maelstrom,

We’ve all been sent on this handsomely impregnable earth; to pay due homage and respect to our elders/ancestors/heritage; and not to make our own parents sweep the threadbare household floors; whilst we abominably lazed into an inexplicable labyrinth of languid nothingness,

We’ve all been sent on this royally emollient earth; to nimbly prostrate infront of the power that created us all alike; which was irrefutably the Omnipresent
Creator; and not to sanctimoniously consider only our ownselves; as the greatest and the most powerful of all,

We’ve all been sent on this magnetically poignant earth; to unstoppably relish every droplet of rain that fell from the Omnipotent skies; and not to
insidiously adulterate the same with gory bloodshed and abhorrently
devastating war,

We’ve all been sent on this spectacularly harmonious earth; to disseminate the ideals of immortal love and peace in even the most obliviously fading cranny of
the Universe; and not to lethally stab each heart throbbing beside us with the poison of castrated hatred,

And we’ve all been sent on this fabulously sparkling earth; to timelessly triumph in a heaven of goodness and; win; and not to worthlessly succumb to the
mortuary of evil; lose everything of ours even before the slightest innuendo of the devil miserably floundered to loom upon the gigantic Universe.

Were you sleeping when countless infants were being ruthlessly orphaned; left to beg on the discordantly hapless streets; with their limbs horrendously maimed by the treacherously barbarous society?

Were you sleeping when countless soldiers were being invidiously molested; as diabolically castrated traitors imperiled them at their every step; with swords of indescribably macabre corruption?

Were you sleeping when countless trees were being cold-bloodedly slaughtered; as the hell of relentless greed insidiously transcended the paradise of symbiotically amiable bonding?

Were you sleeping when countless pilgrims were being torturously torched; as maliciously prejudiced perpetrators of mankind uncontrollably assassinated in
the name of spurious religion; caste; creed and tribe?

Were you sleeping when countless entities were wandering aimlessly unemployed and illiterate; as the bane of dreadfully ignominious condemnation disastrously spread its meaningless roots worldwide?

Were you sleeping when countless grasslands of exhilarating peace; were being satanically squandered by truculently dictatorial powerhouses of hedonistic bloodshed and vindictively insane savagery?

Were you sleeping when countless consecrations of one God were being salaciously pulverized to morosely inconspicuous ash; as capriciously baseless fanatics erected a citadel of their own God upon the same?

Were you sleeping when countless voices of mellifluously ingratiating innocence; were tyrannically devoured in the grotesque cacophony of remorsefully lambasting commercialism and monotonous malice?

Were you sleeping when countless woman were being tawdrily traded; as ominously lethal beheaders of flesh weighed them in pans of sinister gold; after deleteriously excoriating every bit of their sacrosanct vermilion?

Were you sleeping when countless immaculate sheep were being sleazily annihilated in the penalizing abattoirs; as man callously smacked his imbecile lips with replenishments of pricelessly bountiful blood?

Were you sleeping when countless urchins were being dastardly sodomized; as powerhouses of atrocious weaponry; used helplessly nimble skin a sardonic retreat for their zanily whimsical outbursts?

Were you sleeping when countless sparkling eyes were being gruesomely blinded; as unfathomable jailhouses of lechery descended upon planet earth; from every
conceivable quarter?

Were you sleeping when countless inevitably decrepit and invalid were being thrashed left; right and brutal center; as the brazenly impetuously tried to expedite their miserably faltering pace; even at the cost of vivaciously blissful life?

Were you sleeping when countless tons of abominably abhorrent abuse raunchily crept into the fabric of the civilized world; as man intransigently hunted down his
counterpart man; on the non-existent pretext of survival of the fittest?

Were you sleeping when countless terrorists licentiously marauded harmoniously holistic households; maniacally looted; squandered; decimated and transformed all harmlessly immaculate; into a corpse of frightfully repugnant blood?

Were you sleeping when countless diminutive were being indefatigably whipped by the agonizingly aggrieved whip of poverty; as the sanctimoniously rich used biscuits of pure gold to feed their abnormally wild dogs?

Were you sleeping when countless infirm were being poked and ludicrously manhandled; as those with lividly gleaming biceps; fecklessly demonstrated their
frigidly infidel power?

Were you sleeping when countless children implacably screamed and waved for help from under the drowning waters; as pompously passing politicians showered
garlands of ostentatiously floral sympathy; instead of altruistically plunging in and saving lives?

And if the answer to the above is yes; then how the hell can you blame the Almighty Creator for inflicting misery upon the trajectory of this mesmerizing earth; how the hell can you blame it on the mortuaries of crippling destiny for heinously puncturing existence; how the hell can you blame today’s modern times for all that was pathetically dwindling?

For the Omnipotent lord had given you and every other being of your kind enough strength to conquer the most ferocious of devil; incarcerate even the most unforgivably illicit of atrocity; but you still had all the guts to blame him; instead of nimbly admitting it that you were cowardly sleeping?

There wasn’t a brain born on this fathomlessly enchanting Universe; which came without its share of imbecile eccentricities; at times meandering into the aisles of wholesomely decrepit meaninglessness,

There wasn’t a lip born on this boundlessly captivating Universe; which came without its share of inexplicable sadness; at times solely embracing the most unprecedented apogees of lugubrious doom,

There wasn’t a throat born on this endlessly enthralling Universe; which came without its share of rambunctious cacophony; at times wafting into the bitterest
tunes of hedonistic oblivion,

There wasn’t a finger born on this limitlessly emollient Universe; which came without its share of ludicrous anomalies; at times preposterously sketching the entire resplendently enamoring planet; wretchedly and incongruously upside down,

There wasn’t a foot born on this invincibly panoramic Universe; which came without its share of delirious stamping; at times meting its entire frustration upon blissful soil; till the last granule of mud was frigidly pulverized,

There wasn’t an eye born on this wonderfully ameliorating Universe; which came without its share of impoverished tears; at times inconsolably sobbing towards hysterical doom; even under the most blazingly unfettered rays of brilliant sunlight,

There wasn’t a chest born on this enigmatically Herculean Universe; which came without its share of deplorable fearfulness; at times inscrutably trembling towards the most pathetically dwindling of corpse; at the tiniest whisker of sound,

There wasn’t a stomach born on this pristinely uninhibited Universe; which came without its share of intermittently irascible gas; at times expurgating into the most pugnaciously fetid bellows of air; even whilst resting amidst perennially environmental bliss,

There wasn’t a mind born on this bountifully fructifying Universe; which came without its share of unexplainable illiteracy; at times helplessly staring at the most sagaciously pragmatic things; even though trained to unsurpassable epitomes of meritoriously royal education,

There wasn’t a mouth born on this gloriously untainted Universe; which came without its share of ungainly abuse; at times bursting into an uncontrolled volley
of thwarted malice; just the very next instant after uttering the name of the Omnipotent Lord,
There wasn’t a bone born on this pricelessly inimitable Universe; which came without its share of dastardly weakness; at times bizarrely crouching an infinite feet beneath its shell; although the barbarous enemy was a million kilometers apart; and yet to arrive,

There wasn’t a skin born on this gregariously compassionate Universe; which came without its share of penurious sweat; at times culminating into an ocean of disdainfully salty water; when tension rode high and unprecedented even on the tip of freezing Everest,

There wasn’t a neck born on this triumphantly fearless Universe; which came without its share of restless turning; at times darting into a billion directions every instant; as if non-existent hell had rained down on planet divine,

There wasn’t an ear born on this victoriously burgeoning Universe; which came without its share of anomalous insensitivities; at times pretending to be ostentatiously deaf to even the most agonizingly tyrannized cries of living kind,

There wasn’t an eyelash born on this handsomely regal Universe; which came without its share of surreptitious flashing; at times unnecessarily flirting with the fairer sex at gay abandon; immediately after tying the immortal nuptial thread with godly wife,

There wasn’t a persona born on this unabashedly liberated Universe; which came without its share of maiming depression; at times writhing for countless hours on obdurate floor; desperately crying for no ostensible reason or rhyme,

There wasn’t a spine born on this undauntedly magnetic Universe; which came without its share of mysterious trembling; at times reverberating more ferociously than the devastating earthquake; at just a nimble touch of the nubile finger,

There wasn’t a heart born on this gigantically spell-binding Universe; which came without its share of irregular throbbing; at times skipping an infinite beats in a single instant; to directly reach the penultimate beat of veritable death,

There wasn’t a nostril born on this timelessly blossoming Universe; which came without its share of inexorable gasping; at times feeling indescribably asphyxiated for poignant breath; even in the most celestially iridescent of atmosphere,

And there wasn’t an organism born on this unlimitedly redolent Universe; which came without its share of humanitarian errors; at times forgetting its own name
and holistic identity; even though blessed in every aspect of its existence by the Omnipresent Lord,

Simply because; we’re all humans; and try as hard as we could; we can never ever come even an infinitesimal fraction close to him; can never ever even dream to
emulate his impregnably perfectionist ways; can never ever challenge his unassailable ways of human creation; can never ever become the Omniscient God.

Gruesome carpets of despairing blindness had set upon her magnificently sparkling countenance; enveloping her perennially in a world of bizarre darkness,
But it was my eyes that had veritably lost every iota of sight; as I stumbled like an insane lunatic in every sphere of life; tragically devastated in whirlpools of ghastly depression.

Gory leprosy had descended lecherously upon her marvelously blissful demeanor; brutally incapacitating her in wholesome entirety; for the remainder of her life,
But it was my hands and feet that had veritably lost even the most tiniest of ability to hoist; as I haplessly staggered in a tornado of doom; for centuries immemorial.

Barbaric dumbness had salaciously entrenched upon her majestically royal countenance; ruthlessly chopping every cranny of her robustly melodious cadence; into a countless pieces of insipid nothingness,
But it was my tongue that had veritably lost even the most remotest of ability to speak; as I pathetically slithered on remorseful spit; without the slightest sound emanating from my tyrannized throat.

Diabolical sadness had fathomlessly enveloped upon her sparklingly robust stride; penalizing her immaculate grace for absolutely no fault of hers,
But it was my lips that had veritably relinquished all smiles; as I drunk tears of horrendous solitude each unfurling instant of the treacherous day; trespassing
through a battlefield of vindictive prejudice soaked in ghastly blood; all my life.

Ominously irascible cancer had cascaded down upon her blisteringly flamboyant visage; murderously asphyxiating all her glorious happiness in destined life,
But it was my body that veritably puked everything that I tried to ravishingly swallow; with a tinge of lecherously debilitating yellow; proliferating astoundingly; upon my hopelessly extinguishing senses.

Savage termites had crawled upon from all sides upon her magically glistening persona; barbarically attacking her with contemptuously opprobrious lechery,
But it was my veins that veritably lost every ingredient of scarlet blood; as I incessantly floated like a lifeless skeleton; through the corpse of gory death and in the graveyard of malicious abhorrence.

Overpowering darkness had viciously infiltrated upon her gorgeously delectable reflection; crippling her invidiously of all those blissfully romantic moments;
in euphorically vibrant life,
But it was my dwelling that had veritably abnegated all traces of dynamic light; as I couldn’t find even my own silhouette; decaying into wisps of worthlessly
horrific oblivion.
Perfidious paralysis had vindictively gripped her enamoringly scintillating scent from all sides; treacherously overtoppling her from Omnipotent realms of blissfully blessed sleep,
But it was my heart that had veritably ceased to function; ludicrously dissolving all its passionate reservoir of beats with domains of penalizing hell; ruthlessly massacring even the most priceless of emotion; and the chapter of immortal love.

And devilishly unforgiving death had stooped perilously upon her daintily tinkling royalty; rendering her meaninglessly at the last stage of her most fabulously priceless existence,
But it was my breath that had veritably snapped in wholesome entirety from my deplorably bleeding nostrils; as I reached heaven even before the most ethereal of her shadow could creep through; to welcome her as her unassailable lover; eternally and once again.

We hurled a volley of expletives at each other; while conversing over the
phone,

Severely ostracizing our movements; our conservative attitude towards
society,

Threw fluffy pillows; rolling pins; scattered debris; virtually all that came
in our hands at each other,

Tore apart our scalp hair in exasperation; slapping each other on the rubicund
cheek,

Grimaced our teeth like the most ominous of fortress; clenching our fists in
indignation,

Stared unrelentingly like diabolical demons; refraining to whisper the
slightest of sound,

Spat uncouthly at each other; our hands interlocked in a vindictive brawl,

Made abhorrent designs of each other; rampantly inscribing them on the cold
floor,

Kicked uncontrollably while in the car; banging our heads against the
windshield,

Spilled scalding tea deliberately on each other; burning dainty pores in our
skin,

Glanced indifferently towards each other; pretending to be nonchalant
strangers,

Scoffed haughtily inhaling long gasps of breath; insipidly kicking small
stones that confronted our way,

Wailed discordantly with fervor; looking at each others faces,

Sat poles apart on the dining table; secretly wishing to dance under the
enchanting moon,

Drew lines vindictively on the sands; as we strolled languidly on the slippery
beach,

Pummeled each other in the ribs; at the slightest provocation; as our tempers
soared to dizzy heights,

Paced up and down the length of the house; occasionally banging the walls in
intense infuriation,

Tossed and turned irritably on the king poster bed; unable to go to blissful
sleep,

Deliberated for marathon hours on the trot; on inconspicuous issues; expending
great energy from our intricate lungs,

But the remarkable thing was; that even after all this we still remained the
best of friends; immensely enjoyed and wistfully longed for each others
company,

And at the end of the acrimonious day; forgave and acutely loved each other.

We aren’t afraid of the treacherous mountains; infact keep them in our back side pockets,

We aren’t afraid of the freezing winds; infact sheltered them in a solitary whisker of our profusely poignant moustache,

We aren’t afraid of the lethal bullets flying horrendously around; infact we face them with our chests escalating unflinchingly and handsome towards the azure sky,

We aren’t afraid of the acrimoniously sweltering sands; infact caress them like a prince marching uninhibitedly towards the corridors of victory,

We aren’t afraid of overwhelming thirst; infact posses the capacity to remain without a droplet of water; it the situation so demands,

We aren’t afraid of mighty avalanches of snow; infact treated them like insipid broomsticks sticking innocuously to our valiant eyelashes,

We aren’t afraid of indiscriminate abuse; infact let them pass like pieces of disdainful shit; from one ear of ours to the other,

We aren’t afraid of the most ominous of crocodile; infact carried his live skin intrepidly; with a profound sense of equanimity on our shoulders,

We aren’t afraid of tumultuously vindictive storm; infact inhaled its merciless winds with astronomical ease through our fearless nostrils,

We aren’t afraid of perpetual blackness; infact stared at it in its uncouth eye; till it wholesomely disappeared into infinitesimal wisps of non-existent sky,

We aren’t afraid of truckloads of blood; infact shed it with insurmountably supreme pride; to defend the soil on which we tread since our first cry,

We aren’t afraid of the battalion of satanic swords gushing towards our head; infact held them like peanuts in our palms; inscribing our names with their tips on
our belligerently barren chests,

We aren’t afraid of excruciating pain; infact smiled indefatigably whilst in the heart of it; and till the time our mission was blissfully accomplished,

We aren’t afraid of inexplicable spirits loitering in the atmosphere; infact coined our own destinies; with sweat of sweet perseverance; flowing gloriously from
our audaciously muscled shoulders,

We aren’t afraid of lecherous politics; infact blow the manipulative leaders involved; with minuscule draughts of our drearily languid breath,

We aren’t afraid of the most horrifically traumatic aftermaths; infact accept them with an invincible glow radiating resiliently from our eyes,

We aren’t afraid of sacrificing our lives at the slightest intimation; infact ardently waited for our chance to relinquish breath; and blend our impeccable souls with the Almighty Creator,

We aren’t afraid of losing our loved ones; infact had bid them adieu forever; when we plunged wholeheartedly on our path towards irrefutable righteousness,

Just one minute; before you start thinking that we were God’s; let me clarify that we were not; but we definitely take unfathomable pleasure in proclaiming ourselves to be the immortal soldiers of our MOTHERLAND.

More Population; means more penalizing unemployment; baselessly victimizing even the innocent; into the webs of salacious drudgery and disparaging
discontentment,

More Population; means more cold-blooded crime; as the pangs of inevitably augmenting hunger; metamorphosed even the most impeccable into an ocean of gory bloodshed,

More Population; means more insidious disease; as the seed of ghastly infection proliferated astoundingly from traumatic sordidness; afflicting even the most
robustly sculptured with bizarre ailment and thunderous agony,

More Population; means more abhorrent manipulation; as people relentlessly fantasized a castle of their very own; to impregnably exist amidst an unfathomable horde of blood sucking wolves,

More Population; means more derogatory corruption; with even the most immaculately sparkling organism wholesomely blending with the winds of lechery; to ecstatically surge ahead in the chapter of life,

More Population; means more massacring war; as unsurpassable battalions of even the most holistic entities; indiscriminately fought for a speck of land;
for a place to survive,

More Population; means more snobbish abuse; as the stinkingly rich irrefutably digressed from the poor; whipping them with swords of dictatorial power and
overwhelmingly overpowering greed,

More Population; means more pugnacious renaissance; with heads being chopped off like brutal matchsticks; in the name of religion and meaningless discrimination of skin; caste and spurious creed,

More Population; means more invidious dissatisfaction; as each organism felt that he was savagely asphyxiated of his share of luck; while his counterparts
philandered for times immemorial in the aisles of glorious paradise,

More Population; means more disastrous hunger; as the fields of blossoming corn proved to be capriciously diminutive needles for the fathomless sky of famished children; eventually manifesting into their grotesque grave,

More Population; means more uncouth freezing of blood; as countless hapless urchins; uncontrollably shivered without a single cloth to encapsulate their supple flesh; every night after the chiming of sinister midnight,

More Population; means more lethally obnoxious frustration; as even the most infinitesimal of palpable entity; felt its relentless festoon of desires being torturously suppressed by whiplashes of the; mercilessly claustrophobic atmosphere,
More Population; means more ghoulishly abominable odor; as incomprehensibly gargantuan pools of perspiration; dribbled in painstaking tandem from drearily beleaguered and despicably staggering bodies,

More Population; means more staggering viciousness; as the graveyards of crippling fortune; led even the most harmoniously melodious of denizens to surreptitiously stab behind each other’s back,

More Population; means more barbaric slaining of sensuous fantasy; as the insurmountably vengeful monotony of the world around; ruthlessly plagued even the most evanescent trace of mesmerizing serenity,

More Population; means more gruesome blackness even in the most dazzling of Sunlight; as countless children got blinded and maimed since the very first cry of
sacred birth; to rot in the realms of the fetid dustbin for the remainder of their penurious lives,

More Population; means more degradation of wonderful humanity; as even the most unassailable emotions and religion; got preposterously traded for a wad of
sleazily derogatory notes,

More Population; means more ghastly solitude even in the midst of veritably augmenting boisterousness; as the remorsefulness of disdainfully sullen death
irrevocably overpowered everything in conceivable vicinity,

More Population; means more sordid rebuke on the quality of life; as human diabolically squelched human; in the malevolent rat race for baseless supremacy and existence,

More Population; means more despairingly bonding your spirit with the truculent devil; thrusting every iota of your celestial happiness into the mouth of ungainly anguish and horrific obsolescence,

More Population; means more ominous atrocities on spell binding mankind; tainting the fabric of eternal philanthropism with the corpse of debilitating
greed and inexplicable sadness,

More Population; means more heinous discordance with the laws of resplendent existence; profusely penalizing the enchanting carpet of mother earth with an unfathomable battlefield of forlornly crippling weight,

More Population; means more tensions to survive in this already adulterated planet; where every droplet of water already had a million mouths fervently waiting; even before it could tumble from fathomless sky,

More Population; means more horrendously regretful theft; with hell breaking free on the trajectory of scintillating earth; as man egregiously choked for
vital breath to survive,
More Population; means more pathetically unprecedented stagnation; as boundless innocent bundled in a lugubriously decaying heap; without the tiniest iota of comfort or Omnipotent compassion,

More Population; means more atrociously bellicose delinquency; as survival beneath bizarre poverty lines; had rendered even the most patriotically blazing soldiers; to stoop down like defeated rats,

More Population; means more unrelenting coffins of agonizing tears; as each stage of life became an unwanted curse; without integrally quintessential elements of fodder in the miserably bereaved stomach,

More Population; means more irascible atheism; with people believing more in money than in the Almighty Lord; viewing a bundle of worthlessly small and measly paper as the ultimate messiah to live; till times beyond eternity,

More Population; means more licentious betrayal of Omnipresent Love; as every individual tirelessly kept assassinating in order to catapult to the zenith of success; wholesomely forgetting that it was impossible to do that without the essence of benevolent togetherness,

O! Yes Population explosion was an uncontrollable menace; which eventually snapped the wings of Omniscient existence forever and ever and ever; with its venom of unemployment; poverty and inconsolable hunger,

So it is my humble plea to all families out there; as well as my comrades who have blissfully supported me on my every step; to please follow the most triumphant mantra of existence today: we are two; our’s are only two.