Poems - Love Poet Nikhil Parekh

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»The first cries

It was a moment which had blissfully bestowed all
astounding beauty of this colossal Universe; in our
diminutively impoverished laps,

It was a moment which impregnated such an exhilarating
cheer to our cheeks; that we became wholesomely
oblivious; to even the most infinitesimal definition
of bizarre sadness,

It was a moment which perpetually annihilated even the
tiniest iota of our guilt; inundating our frantically
traumatized souls; with the marvelously ingratiating
melody of the; enthralling atmosphere,

It was a moment which miraculously transformed the
treacherously sullen contours of our defeated faces;
into the blazingly triumphant fireball; of Omnipotent
sunshine,

It was a moment which bountifully transpired the most
eclectic artist from our bereaved bloodstreams;
articulately molding us into an entrenchment of
stupendously vivacious beauty and unparalleled charm,

It was a moment which blessed us with the Herculean
tenacity; to smilingly confront; even the most
acrimoniously vicious disaster; in inscrutable life,

It was a moment which brought back an ocean of
unbelievable empathy in our manipulatively prejudiced
eyes; eternally taught us to compassionately coalesce
with all resplendent mankind,

It was a moment which indefatigably triggered us to
enchantingly sing and dance; exuberantly gyrate our
nimble forms forever; under the voluptuously seductive
curtain of; milky midnight,

It was a moment which perpetuated us to wholeheartedly
laugh; magnificently express the inner most of our
feelings; to symbiotically exist as one for centuries
immemorial,

It was a moment which Omnisciently took away even the
most horrifically remorseful of our grief; perennially
enveloping us in the swirl of; divinely mesmerizing
existence,

It was a moment which majestically swept us of our
drearily tyrannized feet; to timelessly soar in the
paradise of; ravishingly charismatic togetherness,

It was a moment which made us live each second to the
most stupendously unprecedented limits; sagaciously
realize the most exotically wonderful essence; of
gloriously Omnipresent life,

It was a moment which instilled in us an untamed
spirit of unconquerable pride; a cloud of blissful
contentment which even the greatest of God’s in the
cosmos; found hard to believe,

It was a moment which spell bindingly redefined every
languidly insidious element of our miserable
existence; fulfilling even the most evanescent of our
wishes; with the heavenly replenishment of this entire
planet,

It was a moment which transited us back into realms of
our very own impeccable childhood; far away from the
vagaries of this salaciously corrupt Universe; and
frolicking in the lap of our Mother to our absolute
heart’s content,

It was a moment which regally transformed every tear
from our despicably withering eye; into a priceless
jewel of uncrowned glory; showering synergistic
prosperity on every step that we transgressed,

It was a moment which fulminated the fire of
irrefutable truth in our invidiously beleaguered
conscience; tirelessly propelling us forward; to unite
every scattered thread on this gigantic planet; in the
light of celestial righteousness,

It was a moment which beautifully enshrouded us with
unassailable whirlwinds of sensuously ecstatic breath;
wholesomely disassociating us from the chapter of
lugubriously ghastly death,

And it was a moment which unequivocally made us the
richest organisms on this Universe; ironically without
a penny in our rudimentary pockets;
As the first cries of our freshly born daughter;
embedded its godly impression in our joyous hearts;
for infinite more births yet to come; and imparted us
with the ardor to exist; forever and ever and ever…..

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

»The first one

WHY DID YOU stare at me with profound hostility;
trying to devour me uncouthly with your ghastly
expression?
When you knew that the very next instant you would be
the first one to wipe off my tears; as I hurt myself
on the floor and started to cry.

Why did you kick me ruthlessly with your feet; abusing
me incessantly with a volley of horrendous expletives?
When you knew that the very next instant you would be
the first one to protect me; as scores of burglars
attacked me viciously with their pairs of gleaming
knives.

Why did you scorn at me in utter disdain; refraining
to talk to me no matter how vehemently I pleaded?
When you knew that the very next instant you would be
the first one to sing umpteenth number of songs
melodiously in my ears; to put me off to blissful
sleep.

Why did you starve me of food; hid all baskets of
fruits in the house as I frantically groped for them
at midnight?
When you knew that the very next instant you would be
the first one to steal appetizing food from the
neighborhood; in order to satiate my taste buds; the
moment I let out a string of hysterical squeals.

Why did you frown at me in overwhelming irritation;
drenching my clothes completely by hoisting at them
your pails of colored yolk,
When you knew that the very next instant you would be
the first one to dress me up again; iron the garments
I was about to wear to the most meticulous of
perfection.

Why did you mischievously embody the bed I was going
to sleep with a flurry of thorns; leaving a fleet of
red ants of dauntingly march through?
When you knew that the very next instant you would be
the first one to apply the balm of your love on my
wounds; swipe the last iota of dirt with sheer
contempt outside our house.

Why did you puncture the tyre of my car as I was about
to leave for office; deflating the last bit of air
trapped robustly inside?
When you knew that the very next instant you would be
the first one to carry me upon your shoulders; take me
wherever I wanted; sequestering me from the
acrimonious world; behind the cushion of your
voluptuous hair.

Why did you insult me in a group at the riverside
party; ostracizing me for not having worn clothes of
the matching color?
When you knew that the very next instant you would be
the first one to apologize to all; and then
proclaiming loud and stringent to the world; that your
husband was the best of all.

Why did you try and snatch my children away from me;
trying to possess them more than anyone else in this
world?
When you knew that the very next instant you would be
the first one to recount to them tales of my childhood
adventures; the path I undertook in life to achieve
the corridors of success.

And why did you leave me; domineeringly banging the
door in my face; cursing your destiny at the top of
your lungs for marrying me in the first place?
When you knew that the very next instant you would be
the first one to inevitably turn back with fiery love
swirling in your eyes; comprehending the passion in my
heart; and lock yourself in my embrace for
times immemorial….

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

»The first thing I would do

If I were a ferocious panther the first thing I would do; was devour my
prey
with unprecedented relish,
Then sleep in my den in the heart of the jungle cloistered from acrid
light;
impregnating the atmosphere with my snores.

If I were an inconspicuous mosquito the first thing I would do; was to
extract
parsimonious amounts of blood from supple complexioned flesh,
Then buzz incessantly in vicinity of the eardrum; driving the
individual to
the threshold of raw indignation.

If I were a long legged spider the first thing I would do; was to weave
my
silken web with the sticky gel in my belly,
Then patiently wait for innocuous insects to get trapped in; before
pulverizing them to succulent pulp.

If I were a handsome grey lizard the first thing I would do; was to
stealthily
pounce on my victim; strangulating it with my coherently synchronized
teeth,
Then perching myself in hidden cavities of the tube light; laboriously
try and
swallow my sumptuous meal.

If I were an indolent cow grazing on the hills the first thing I would
do; was
to munch lush green grass protruding from the soil,
Then spend marathon hours chewing the same; succeeded by an afternoon
siesta;
with the sun shining in my eyes.

If I were a preposterously huge elephant wandering through the swampy
marshes;
the first thing I would do; was submerge my trunk in water; evacuating
colossal amounts of the solvent,
Then sprinkling the same with equanimity and brute power; on all
animals in
the surrounding.

If I were a disdainfully colored cockroach the first thing I would do;
was to
swish my tentacles rampantly in exuberance,
Then cling as tightly as possible to inner seams of the lavatory seat;
waiting
for dawn to descend in utter exasperation.

If I were a enchanting cuckoo the first thing I would do; was to
adroitly flex
vocal chords deep down in my throat,
Inundating the ambience with melodious music; profoundly enjoying the
aftermath of the same.

If I were a heinous criminal the first thing I would do; was to
sabotage prime
property,
Stripping the overwhelmingly rich of their affluence; philandering all
throughout the night under sleazy lights of the blaring discotheque.

If I were a normal human being the first thing I would do; was to find
the
inevitable love of my life,
Incarcerate the same for the remaining time till I breathed air;
dedicate my
entire time towards protection of her being.

And If I were the omniscient creator the first thing I would do; was to
annihilate all poverty and suffering,
Make sure that all those living continued to live in perpetual
contentment;
for decades immemorial.

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

»The first thing, the only thing

When I opened my eyes; the first thing that they
sighted in this entire Universe; was your
charismatically mesmerizing shadow,
While after I fell fast asleep; the enigma in your
swirl was the only wave that profusely entrenched me;
wholesomely blending with your enthralling beauty for
times immemorial…

When I opened my hands; the first thing that they
caressed in this entire Universe; was your
magnetically enchanting skin,
While after I clenched them into a passionate fist;
the only memories that they cherished were your
impeccably vibrant impressions; which granted them the
unfathomable tenacity to philander for times beyond
eternity…

When I opened my lips; the first thing they kissed in
this entire Universe; were your voluptuously rubicund
cheeks,
While after I austerely pursed them; the only reason
that they smiled for; were your emphatically vivacious
expressions; the everlasting melody which emanated
from deep within your throat…

When I opened my nostrils; the first thing that I
inhaled in this entire Universe; was your enticingly
ravishing and stupendously drifting scent,
While after I perpetually closed them; the only
optimism they harbored was your Omnipotently
augmenting aura; lost in its mystical charm for
infinite more births yet to unveil…

When I opened my hair; the first thing that I imbibed
in this entire Universe; was your impregnably unending
conviction,
While after I clamped them into an incarcerated heap;
the only excitement that they could absorb was the
tingling rhapsody of your breath; making them steer
into a land of silken beauty and ecstatic
enthrallment…

When I opened my ears; the first thing that they heard
in this entire Universe; were your divinely footsteps;
exuberantly thundering through the wilderness,
While after I pulverized them to stone deaf; they only
maneuvered to your flurry of exotic commands; turning
wholesomely oblivious to the tunes of the uncouthly
manipulative society…

When I opened my mouth; the only thing I could savor
in this entire Universe; was your insatiably
proliferating and alluring freshness,
While after I stringently clenched it; the only power
that propelled me to exist without a morsel of food;
yet as the strongest organism alive; was your
astoundingly philanthropic benevolence…

When I opened my mind; the first thing that I
fantasized was about your Omnipresently Godly soul,
While after I ruthlessly shut it down; the only dream
it unrelentingly perceived was that of your sacrosanct
visage; which cast a perennial spell; upon every
element in my blood for boundless times…

And when I opened my heart; the first thing that it
relentlessly throbbed for on this entire Universe; was
the cadence of your intriguingly passionate persona,
While after I irrevocably closed its doors; the only
thing it immortally lived for; was your uninhibited
love; forever and ever and ever….

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

»The first thing that flooded my mind

When they said fruits; the first thing that flooded my
mind was the succulent clusters of scarlet apple
suspended in harmony from the tree,

When they said salt; the first thing that flooded my
mind was the colossal expanse of sea leaping
magnificently and without restraint towards the sky,

When they said animal; the first thing that flooded my
mind was the majestic and dense furred lion; sprinting
towards me at electric pace with fire in its eyes,

When they said light; the first thing that flooded my
mind was the belligerent fireball of Sun; blazing a
stream of unprecedented beauty; through every deserted
spot on this earth,

When they said sedation; the first thing that flooded
my mind was the spell binding light of the moon; the
conglomerate of its pearly rays enchanting my every
night,

When they said melody; the first thing that flooded my
mind was the voluptuous nightingale; tingling the most
dreariest of my senses with reinvigorating sound,

When they said dust; the first thing that flooded my
mind was the undulating terrain of the desert; the
disdainful hillocks of sand terribly scorched and
crying for water,

When they said dream; the first thing that flooded my
mind were the ravishing clouds of heaven; infinite
number of fairies dancing in the aisles of
unfathomable desire and romance,
When they said ice; the first thing that flooded my
mind was the frozen slopes of the Himalayas; the sheet
of snowy white which delectably enveloped the ensemble
of fir trees,

When they said laughter; the first thing that flooded
my mind; was the rustic clown viciously stretching the
contours of his face; until people in the audience had
tears rolling down their eyes,

When they said color; the first thing that flooded my
mind was the superbly resplendent rainbow; casting a
mystical spell on this earth with its rhapsodic glow
and shine,

When they said office; the first thing that flooded my
mind; was a bunch of monotonous morons; with their
noses obnoxiously buried beneath bulky sheaf of paper,

When they said poison; the first thing that flooded my
mind; was the hideous looking serpent; snaring its
fangs wickedly at the innocent child,

When they said speed; the first thing that flooded my
mind; was the pouch bellied kangaroo; galloping at
lightening pace; cutting across the whiplash of wind
and entangled forest with two steps at a time,

When they said ugliness; the first thing that flooded
my mind; was the gruesomely distorted face of the
lanky eunuch; sending shivers down the spine of the
infant newly born,

When they said beauty; the first thing that flooded my
mind was the crown princess; with her eyelashes
appearing as if soaked in rich nectar; and the
fragrance emanating from her tantalizing form
pacifying all my apprehensions,

When they said jewel; the first thing that flooded my
mind was the virgin pearl; incarcerated securely in
the heart of the oyster,

When they said muscle; the first thing that flooded my
mind was the tanned wrestler; tenaciously rubbing oil
on his legs and palms,

When they said power; the first thing that flooded my
mind was the omnipotent creator; able to create and
destroy at stupendous will,

When they said upbringing; the first thing that
flooded my mind was my mother; who had nourished me to
become what I was today; with the blood and milk in
her body,

And when they said love; the first thing that flooded
my mind was my beloved; her incredible entity taking
complete control of my senses and my soul…

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

»The flag of love

When I tried hoisting the flag of greedy corruption;
it initially soared towards the absolute zenith;
basking in the glory of horrendously manipulative
deeds,
However after a while it left me astoundingly
dumbfounded; as it melted like a frigid matchstick;
under the most feeblest light of the Golden Sun…

When I tried hoisting the flag of brutal violence; it
initially shot up higher than the clouds;
overwhelmingly hooting with heinous power; trapped in
its knuckles,
However as the clock ticked; my eyes nearly popped out
searching for it; as it blended like a speck of
infinitesimal dust; in the ethereally fading horizons…

When I tried hoisting the flag of blatant lies; it
initially galloped like a prince over every obstacle;
riding high on a foundation of bizarrely obnoxious
manipulation,
However as time unveiled; I nearly fell unconscious
laughing; as a mere infant swapped it from its very
roots; like a parasitic mosquito hovering in plain
air…

When I tried hoisting the flag of irascible slavery;
it initially glided like a majestic eagle; smoothly
sailing over the weak; with satanic power and
diabolical force,
However as the hours crept; I stood transfixed in
sheer disbelief; as the same found itself infinite
kilometers beneath its corpse; with the tiniest
draught of rustling leaves…

When I tried hoisting the flag of sinister cowardice;
it initially weathered the most treacherous of storm
and rain; hiding and treacherously plotting from well
within its insidious cocoon,
However as moonlight descended; I emitted a whistle of
sheer triumph; as it pathetically strangulated to
death in its own coffin; even as the Sun played hide
and seek behind the crimson clouds..

When I tried hoisting the flag of baseless
discrimination; it initially catapulted to an ultimate
crescendo; lecherously tormenting color and tribes
which it didn’t like,
However as the evening crept past; I heaved a sigh of
blissful relief; as it charred to a dustbin of
inconsequential coal; even before the most diminutive
whirlwind of freedom whipped by…

When I tried hoisting the flag of sinful terrorism; it
initially flamed like an untamed inferno in the
cosmos; ruling the impeccable planet in a swirl of
uncouth bloodbath,
However as the days unfurled; I bounced ebulliently in
a land more stupendous than paradise; as it meowed
like a tame cat; even before all united goodness;
alighted a single step outside…

When I tried hoisting the flag of insane bloodshed; it
initially hissed like a tireless snake; relishing its
new found freedom of wholesomely assassinating
millions; at free whim,
However as dates sped themselves on the calendars; I
guffawed the loudest laugh of my life; as it lay
nonchalantly like a miserable stone on the ground;
being ruthlessly kicked by even the ants who
trespassed its dastardly way…

But when I tried hoisting the flag of immortal truth
and love; although initially the cloth showed no
heroics of escalating to the pinnacle of glittering
stardom,
However at the end; as each night blossomed into the
vibrantly optimistic day; it became a patriotic wave;
bonding all hearts irrespective of caste; creed;
color; race; in the mission to save mother earth;
alike…

copyright (c) 2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

»The flame of truth

All disdainfully salacious lechery assassinated forever and ever and
ever;
not even a minuscule speck of it on the trajectory of this wonderfully
gifted planet,

All acrimoniously bawdy prejudice decimated forever and ever and ever;
not
even a parsimonious speck of it on the complexion of this marvelously
panoramic planet,

All derogatorily baseless lies pulverized forever and ever and ever;
not
even an ethereal speck of it on the periphery of this majestically
unassailable planet,

All raunchily egregious indiscrimination swiped forever and ever and
ever;
not even an evanescent speck of it on the circumference of this regally
exotic planet,

All truculently hedonistic insanity thrashed forever and ever and ever;
not
even an ephemeral speck of it on the fabric of this benevolently
tranquil
planet,

All stupidly fretful obsessions massacred forever and ever and ever;
not
even an obsolete speck of them on the cradle of this fantastically
blessed
planet,

All mercilessly lambasting crime extinguished forever and ever and
ever; not
even a transient speck of it on the garden of this beautifully
enchanting
planet,

All remorsefully nonchalant laziness eradicated forever and ever and
ever;
not even a fugitive speck of it on the citadel of this invincibly
proliferating planet,

All diabolically marauding politics vanquished forever and ever and
ever;
not even an inconspicuous speck of it on the mirror of this
resplendently
arcane planet,

All horrendously maiming pain liberated forever and ever and ever; not
even
an insipid speck of it on the playground of this iridescently scented
planet,

All venomously lethal rampaging extradited forever and ever and ever;
not
even an infidel speck of it on the leaf of this pristinely burgeoning
planet,

All tyrannically barbarous imprisonment exonerated forever and ever and
ever; not even a feckless speck of it on the entrenchment of this
marvelously glorious planet,

All brutally maniacal idiosyncrasies exonerated forever and ever and
ever;
not even an oblivious speck of them on the lap of this sacredly
gorgeous
planet,

All invidiously ghastly poverty expurgated forever and ever and ever;
not
even a disappearing speck of it on the borders of this triumphantly
ebullient planet,

All meaninglessly ominous perversions trampled forever and ever and
ever;
not even a dingy speck of them on the pathways of this spell bindingly
spectacular planet,

All depravingly ignominious cowardice squelched forever and ever and
ever;
not even a vanishing speck of it on the turnstiles of this astoundingly
unfathomable planet,

All coldbloodedly abhorrent disease torched forever and ever and ever;
not
even an invisible speck of it on the waves of this rhythmically benign
planet,

All disastrously despicable slavery removed forever and ever and ever;
not
even an infinitesimal speck of it on the meadows of this convivially
bonding
planet,

All miserably asphyxiating drudgery trounced forever and ever and ever;
not
even a measly speck of it on the pedestal of this timelessly bestowing
planet,

All threadbarely incarcerating monotony defeated forever and ever and
ever;
not even a remote speck of it on the grasslands of this indomitably
towering
planet,

All nonsensically vindictive pompousness exonerated forever and ever
and
ever; not even a fleeting speck of it on the winds of this
aristocratically
fabulous planet,

And if you had commenced to think that the above and infinite more was
because the God’s from the cosmos had exclusively descended from the
cosmos
to do the needful; then you’re in for the most rudest shock of your
life,

For it was none other than the flame of eternal truth in each of our
soul’s;
that the Lord had so congenitally gifted us with; which if we started
to
wholeheartedly use; then the devil would hide its tail and disappear
from
the entrenchment of this vibrantly miraculous planet; forever and ever
and
ever…

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

»The garland of immortal love

Not the slightest of apprehensions at all; basking in
a land of gloriously flamboyant sunlight and
wonderfully tantalizing imagery,

Not the slightest of cynicism at all; unequivocally
marching forward in the melodiously blissful triumph
of unfettered success,

Not the slightest of tears at all; smiling
wholeheartedly as each instant of life unveiled;
whether in acrimoniously menacing storm; or whether in
blissful valleys with grandiloquent moonshine
bountifully pelting down,

Not the slightest of lechery at all; with every cloud
of horrifically augmenting despair; automatically
metamorphosing into a fountain of perennially blooming
happiness,

Not the slightest of defeat at all; with unparalleled
victory kissing you at every step you alighted;
invincibly paving its way toward an unconquerable
tomorrow; centuries immemorial,

Not the slightest of manipulation at all;
uninhibitedly bouncing in a world of eternally
cascading richness; and tranquilly resplendent calm,

Not the slightest of desperation at all; perpetually
relishing the unfathomably gorgeous reservoir; of
natures magnificent sparkle; compassionately dancing
with the impeccably descending fairies,

Not the slightest of shame at all; congenially
embracing and bonding with all religions; caste; creed
on this planet; alike,

Not the slightest of hesitation at all; plunging like
a majestically silken fairy; into an unsurpassably
mystical valley; of endlessly exhilarating adventure,

Not the slightest of fanaticism at all; ubiquitously
disseminating the immortal essence of peace and
harmonious love; to the most remotest corner of this
enthrallingly fathomless Universe,

Not the slightest of debilitation at all; with all
Herculean power on this boundlessly Omnipotent planet;
becoming your integral strength to face even the most
mightiest of inexplicable disaster,

Not the slightest of disease at all; indefatigably
sprouting into a paradise of mesmerizing fantasy; and
voluptuously seductive charm,

Not the slightest of nervousness at all; audaciously
catapulting to the absolute zenith of prosperity;
walking shoulder to shoulder with the winds of
courage; fortitude and scintillating bravado,

Not the slightest of fracas at all; celestially
flowering into the most stupendously divine world of
overwhelming calm,

Not the slightest of dullness at all; unrelentingly
spawning into a curtainspread of vibrantly vivacious
perception; an insurmountably magical festoon of royal
boisterousness,

Not the slightest of morbidity at all; perennially
proliferating into a sky of everlasting youth as time
thunderously unleashed; irrevocably ensuring that the
sacrosanct essence of life; never had a chance to end,
Not the slightest of dumbness at all; relentlessly
humming the most marvelously enlightening tunes on
this colossal globe; evolving into heavenly rays of
freedom and unprecedented optimism,

Not the slightest of hopelessness at all; forever
gushing with the incomprehensibly untamed ebullience
of existence; bestowing the winds of peace and
priceless humanity; upon one and all,

And Not the slightest of discrimination at all;
incarcerating every organism with a passionately
throbbing heart; in the fabulously impregnable ocean
of enigma and romantic passion,

Such was the garland of immortal love; which was the
very reason that you were breathing alive today; and
would continue to exist as the most blessed for
countless more births to come; everytime the Creator
waved his little finger for you to be born once again…

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

»The flaming Sun

Red rays of sunlight peep through my window,
focusing a path of mystic beauty,
shimmering into a pool of darkness,
falling directly in my wide open eyes,
tracing a look of abstract fear,
absorbing flimsy shells of courage,
deserting me in a state of speechless exuberance.

the flaming sun i see,
resembles the door of a fresh heart,
throbbing with a mild intensity,
red and gracious in color,
filtering burdened pores of intricate mind,
for a renewal of liveliness,
and powerful glints of hope astride.

the blazing sun behind me,
pats my back and says,
i want to come down, sit beside you my friend,
to enjoy this world from close quarters,
and lo! behold he is racing down,
his size has shrunken to a podded pea,
the world has turned upon him like a bee,
for if he comes down on earth,
who will give them courage and antiseptic light,
they would be left solitary on ground,
with dampness of humanity to surround.

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

»The first time

The first time when I swam in fathomless waters of the Atlantic; my
legs felt
dreary with feverish exhilaration; my heart palpitated 100 beats
faster,
There was an incredulous feeling of confronting the storm; floating
abreast
the opalescent fish; caressing the drifting corals as I plunged down.

The first time when I ate freezing icecream; infinite buds of taste
stood up
on my tongue in bewildered alacrity,
I greedily gulped the blend of protuberant cherry and cream
inadvertently
smearing some of it on my nose; to satiate my thirst in the scorching
winds of
summer.

The first time when I witnessed an accident; the lifeless form of an
innocuous
pedestrian lying in a river of crimson blood,
Uncanny shivers ran down my spine at swashbuckling speeds; a dark blur
obliterated my eyes; and I swooned in a disheveled heap on the ground.

The first time when I saw a crackling fire; heaps of logs being
incinerated by
a tiny matchstick,
I felt besieged by waves of curiosity; unwittingly poking my fingers in
the
sapphire blue flames; although I quickly withdrew them before my flesh
got
charred to soot.

The first time when I smoked a cigarette; I felt something vindictively
burning in my throat,
There were incessant bouts of coughing; succeeded by clouds of grey air
wafting from my mouth.

The first time when I drove my car; I felt tumultuous power
encompassing me;
as I could increase the speed at a mere kiss to the accelerator,
However when I did so; the automobile sky rocketed towards the sky;
eventually
crashing into the bakery full of rotten eggs and cakes.

The first time when I sat in the aircraft; I felt overwhelmed by the
ostentatious interiors; the trays of plum juice being served in kingly
fashion,
I thought of opening the translucent glass window as I usually did as I
got up
from sleep; this time though I was rebuked by the airhostess from doing
so; as
it could mean a difference between life and death.

The first time when I drank peach flavored wine; there was a massive
cyclone
that engulfed my mind,
I seemed to have lost refined degrees of sophistication; barked a
volley of
malicious expletives looking my employer straight in his eyes.

The first time when I heard the tiger growl in the jungle; the sonorous
screeching of the owl; I felt clusters of hair stand like needles on my
skin,
Also I didn’t need to find a plush lavatory; as I had performed the
call of
nature in my pants.

The first time I attended a bombastic party; with a conglomerate of
sparkling
lights falling in dispersed beams; I felt awkward reverberations
entrench me
from all sides,
And my situation exacerbated; when my parents introduced me to the
ensemble of
dignitaries; who sipped beer as casually as they had mineral water from
their
glass.

The first time I held a gun in my hands; they unrelentingly shivered
with cold
sweat dribbling down my forehead,
I knew I had to kill my adversary to save my own life; but in the end
succumbed to the tyranny of fate; as I couldn’t muster the tenacity to
fire.

The first time when I heard my name; the voice of my mother
stringently addressing me in her domineering,
I felt as impregnable as god in the sky; as I had now been bestowed
supreme
recognition to my otherwise neglected entity.

And the first time when I saw her; sighting her silken hair blowing
with the
wind; I instantly fell in the dungeon of love,
Wanting to be incarcerated with her celestial form; away from the
nuances of
the world for ever and ever and ever……….

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