When I held a fat slab of wax in blistering fire; it
painstakingly melted as the passionate flames kissed
its dainty periphery; eventually reducing to a pool of
solitary liquid, ’
When I held a trunk of seasoned wood in blazing waves
of orange fire; the timber mercilessly charred into
embers of raw ash; as the seconds unveiled by and the
heat augmented to tumultuous proportions,
When I held a mountain of blank paper in the menacing
swirl of the pugnacious fire; all that was left of
them was profoundly black soot; inconspicuous threads
of fluff as the vicious plumes licked them from all
sides,
When I held a field of silky cotton in the sweltering
ball of fire; the magnificent cloth evaporated into a
thick cloud of white smoke; blended with the open sky
as the fire galloped at the fire galloped at fierce
pace,
When I held a dungeon of gold biscuits and jewels in
the belligerent hell of fire; all that remained after
a few seconds; was a golden stream of orphaned pale
yellow; that floated unceremoniously through the
granules of soil,
When I held a cluster of ravishing fruits and
succulent berries in the heart of the vindictively
escalating fire; there was onerous difficulty to
search even for the seeds; a few minutes after the
hostile flames attacked from all sides,
When I held a conglomerate of coiled wires in the
ominous conflagration of unrelenting fire; all that
was left after a while was dilapidated fragments of
shattered metal; overwhelmingly disrupted by the
towering heat,
When I held a cabin of scintillating glass in the
forest of inexorably savage fire; the same people who
used to throng it incessantly to admire their
tantalizing silhouettes; now ran miles away after
sighting their horrendously distorted reflection,
When I held a fleet of swanky automobile in the center
of the whirlwind speed fire; there was a deafeningly
thunderous bang that occurred; and what once seemed to
be the princely cavalcade of cars now exploded and
disappeared into plumes of black smoke,
When I held a festoon of scarlet roses in the
repugnant blanket of brutal fire; all that remained
after fractions seconds of time was inconspicuous
globules of ash; and the scent which was once
supremely redolent now resembled that emanating from
the morbid graveyard,
When I held an ocean of sweet milk in flamboyant wisps
of fire; an obnoxiously burnt stench blended with the
still atmosphere; and the solvent which once was
ubiquitously known all round the globe for its
superlatively salubrious properties; the impregnable
strength it imparted after consuming it; now appeared
like threateningly dark paint dribbling down slowly
from the walls,
When I held a sac of robust potatoes in the thick of
fulminating fire; all that I got to eat after an hour
was gruesomely charred stone; pathetic slices of dust
that arose in bountiful amounts all around,
When I held the majestic tusks of elephant in the
throes of the animatedly leaping fire; all that
remained after a day was diminutive shells of utterly
hopeless despair; being swept away with even the most
tiniest draught of wind,
When I held the royal castle in the middle of the
agonizingly volatile fire; the place replicated a
barren farmland after a few days; and people
trespassing around thought that something fresh needed
to be constructed; that some crops needed to be
freshly sowed,
When I held the exorbitantly opulent bank in the
agitated island of springing fire; the unfathomable
notes of currency wailed in inevitable gloom; and what
was once a colossal storehouse for satisfying the most
infinitesimal of people's needs; now lay buried
several feet beneath the dust,
When I held an insurmountably long rope of tangy
toothpaste in the entrenchment of boiling fire; there
initially wafted an incomprehensibly poignant aroma in
the air; soon to be replaced by winds of rotten fish
scent,
When I held a mammoth box of matchsticks in the body
of venomously rising fire; there reverberated a noise
that was greater than a thousand bombs; as the sticks
incinerated instantaneously into a cloudburst of
unending flames; irrevocably refraining to subside,
When I held a billion follicles of mesmerizing hair in
the belly of acrimoniously stringent fire; the
resultant fibers that came out were so profoundly
scarred; that even the ghoulish faced witch refrained
to adorn them,
But when I held me and my beloved in the core of the
same treacherous fire; its flames no doubt pulverized
our bodies to a pair of frugal bones; but were simply
not enough make even the slightest of dent on our
immortal love; the perpetual harmony and bliss in
which our souls existed for unsurpassable times
together; even after our death…
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
