Don’t waste your time in evacuating out the last chunk of dirt imprisoned in the house; dismantling the mountain of obnoxious cobwebs suspended solitarily from the ceiling,
For if you really had the urge to clean something; first clean your mind, heart and life instead.
Don’t waste your time in polishing your shoes till they brilliantly shone; commanding the poor slave every instant to annihilate even the faintest trace of your footprints,
For if you really had the urge to clean something; first clean your mind, heart and life instead.
Don’t waste your time in soaking the table covers in stringent antiseptic; brushing your apron for indefatigable weeks to suck the non existent odor,
For if you really had the urge to clean something; first clean your mind, heart and life instead.
Don’t waste your time in consulting the most prominent of skin specialists; gobbling a battalion of potent vitamins to impart your skin with that immortal glow; you kept dreaming off all night and day,
For if you really had the urge to clean something; first clean your mind, heart and life instead.
Don’t waste your time in rubbing your tongue tenaciously with the serrated stick for marathon minutes at dawn; profusely spraying mammoth bottles of scent into the corridors of your mouth,
For if you really had the urge to clean something; first clean your mind, heart and life instead.
Don’t waste your time in sprinkling bucket full of water to make the windows of your house shine; sucking the dainty river of its precious liquid in order to make your dwelling a darling to sight,
For if you really had the urge to clean something; first clean your mind, heart and life instead.
Don’t waste your time in plucking out the filth between your teeth using the most delectable of ivory toothpick; inundating your armpits with tantalizing perfume every time you wanted to impress upon the woman of your dreams,
For if you really had the urge to clean something; first clean your mind, heart and life instead.
Don’t waste your time in vehemently brushing the roads which led to the temple; licking every step that led to the idol of the Omniscient Creator; for in the first place you'd never be successful; as there was not one path; but irrefutably every lane you tread on; led to the Almighty Lord,
And indeed if you really had the urge to please God; clean something; then first and foremost clean your mind, heart and life instead.
36. I STILL HAD LIFE
The present moment is the most exciting moment; full of boisterous energy and excitement,
The present moment is the most rejuvenating moment; with animated incidents unveiling right before your blissful sight,
The present moment is the most exotic moment; with the newness all around freshly unfurling for one to wholesomely enjoy,
The present moment is the most young moment; with the heart palpitating to its fullest capacity in the glory of untamed passion,
The present moment is the most fabulously fantastic moment; with the world in motion beside propelling you to sweat in silver globules of liquid under the
sweltering Sun,
The present moment is the most relishing moment; with the fruits of nature instantaneously falling in your celestial lap,
The present moment is the most uncanny moment; with a string of unexpected anecdotes inevitably unleashing in your path to the top,
The present moment is the most divinely moment; with the mind lost in realms
of voluptuously surreal fantasy,
The present moment is the most pragmatic moment; with a compendium of sagacious decisions adding a supremely new cheer to dolorous life,
The present moment is the most volatile moment; with each action culminating into an ocean of bountiful ramifications,
The present moment is the most vociferous moment; with umpteenth number of sounds deluging the morbid ambience from all sides,
The present moment is the most talented moment; with blessed entities from all round the Universe using their brains to profusely insurmountable capacity,
The present moment is the most active moment; with tons of exhilarated breath descending down in vivacious tandem,
The present moment is the most versatile moment; with a myriad of actions being executed in a festoon of mystical patterns all around the boundless cosmos,
The present moment is the most poignant moment; with a varied conglomerate of compassionate emotions pouring in different forms; in different streets,
The present moment is the most innocuous moment; when you tread on the moist soil with nimble caress and intricate grace,
The present moment is the most spell binding moment; greeting you with an entire cloud of wonderfully ravishing surprises,
The present moment is the most testing moment; which gauges your skill to exist amongst a pack of hostile wolves and philanthropically survive,
And for me the present moment is the most richest moment; for although I didn’t have exorbitant dungeons replete with gold and silver in my dwelling; I still
was breathing; I still had my Creator; I still had my Mother; I still had my beloved; and more importantly than anything; i still had precious traces of God gifted life.
37. WHAT MADE YOU EVER THINK
What made you ever think; that you could exult in the exotic night; without
slogging it out under the sweltering sun of the afternoon?
What made you ever think; that you could leap to the summit of Everest, without even being able to crawl on the ground?
What made you ever think; that you could gulp gallons of intoxicating wine, without even tasting colorless water?
What made you ever think; that you could start singing like the magnificent orchestra, when infact you had stupendous difficulty even to talk?
What made you ever think; that you could swim in the choppy sea, without even
knowing how to float in the placid pool of water?
What made you ever think; that you could write infinite lines of literature; without even being able to spell primitive words?
What made you ever think; that you could become the supreme president; without
even being able to execute clerical work?
What made you ever think; that you could break the gargantuan brick with a single punch of yours; when infact you didn’t even possess the power to kill an inconspicuous mosquito?
What made you ever think; that you could fly the huge aircraft; without even
knowing how to balance a tricycle?
What made you ever think; that you could converse articulately for hours on
the trot, when infact you miserably floundered even to utter a single word?
What made you ever think; that you could stand barechested on the freezing
iceberg; when infact you shivered incessantly even in the slightest draught of
wind?
What made you ever think; that you could see behind solid walls; when infact
you didn’t even possess the capacity of recognizing magnified objects
infront of your eyes?
What made you ever think; that you could walk on the tight rope with a mask
camouflaging your face; when infact you couldn’t even maintain your balance on
the most strongest of ground?
What made you ever think; that you could sketch the mesmerizing Mona Lisa;
when infact you always held the pencil upside down?
What made you ever think; that you could design an incredulous robot; when
infact you mistook every chunk of wood for sparks of electricity?
What made you ever think; that you could emulate the royal prince; when infact
you couldn’t even hold the spoon properly in your hands?
What made you ever think; that you could be the Creator; when infact you
didn’t even remember your own birth date ?
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sp; What made you ever think; that you could romance for times immemorial; when
infact you didn’t even know the first alphabet of Love?
And what on earth made you ever think; that you could grow old and die tomorrow; when infact you didn’t even have the slightest of tenacity; crumbled like a pack of soggy cards every unfurling minute today?
38. I LIVE BECAUSE
I dream, because each corner of my surreally inexplicable mind; dictates,
I write, because infinite muscles in my irascibly wandering hand; dictate,
I sleep; because boundless bones in my profoundly exhausted dreary body; dictate,
I shout, because tumultuously insatiable urges in the inner most realms of my
throat; dictate,
I gallop; because irascibly proliferating tendencies in the spongy muscle of my legs; dictate,
I smile; because gregariously amicable virtues inevitably besieging my rubicund
pair of lips; dictate,
I cry; because the overwhelmingly morbid sorrow in my eyes; dictates, I snore; because the incomprehensibly celestial corridors of invincible sleep; dictates,
I drink; because inexorably scorched and diminishing boundaries of my burnt
body; dictates,
I bathe; because incorrigibly squalid cocoons of dust on my countenance; dictates,
I wink; because irrevocably flirtatious attributes in my eyeball; dictates,
I yawn; because the indefatigably fatigued skeleton of my surrendered body; dictates,
I fight; because the cloud of intrepid belligerence engulfing my boisterous demeanor; dictates,
I fidget; because pertinently iterative fervor unrelentingly dissipating in my blood; dictates,
I study; because an irrefutably everlasting desire to be the best in the professional world; dictates,
I whistle; because insatiable tunnels of fathomless euphoria in my nerves; dictate,
I play; because the child perpetually buoyant and alive in my impeccable senses; dictates,
I lie; because inevitably salacious manipulation on the trajectory of this planet; dictates,
I breathe; because the miserably imprisoned lungs beneath my chest; dictate,
I desire; because the passionately throbbing beats of my ardently romantic heart; dictate,
And I live; because the love of my life; the love that was my energy to lead an immortal existence beyond countless new births of mine; dictates.
39. CLICK
It was flashes which made the eyes click; impart them with the profusely flirtatious rejuvenation to lead life,
It was a smile which made the lips click; portray their voluptuously mesmerizing beauty to the planet outside,
It was raw muscle which made the bones click; impregnating their persona with the invincible tenacity to surge forward in life,
It was ravishing food which made the stomach click; impart it with the heavenly rejuvenation to rise up to the most intransigent occasion of existence,
It was relentlessly escalating fantasy which made the mind click; propelling it to insatiably venture into enigmatic arenas never explored before,
It was enchantingly melodious sounds which made the ears click; instilled in them the inexorable ardor to hear and decipher beyond the pragmatically ordinary,
It was an overwhelmingly poignant river of blood which made the veins click; indefatigably instigate the body to conquer and conjure new heights,
It was the profoundly disseminated labyrinth of lines on the palms which made destiny click; triggered an unfathomable ocean of anecdotes to unveil in life; which one couldn’t have conceived even in the wildest of his dreams,
It was the essence of irrefutable empathy which made a relationship click; granted it that impregnable solidarity to withstand the most disastrous of times,
It was profusely tantalizing saliva which made the throat click; perpetuate it to fulminate into a valley of authoritatively domineering sounds,
It was ingeniously insurmountable memory which made the brain click; unleash itself with astronomical confidence in every sphere of existence,
It was a volcano of vivaciously blended emotions which made the conscience click; irrevocably listen to its voice of righteousness; and march forward without the slightest of respite,
It was the thoroughly reinvigorating fragrance of the lotus which made the nostrils click; inhale incessantly to explore even the most minuscule organism of God's fascinating creation,
It was exhilarating bouts of euphoric speed which made the legs click; gallop like an untamed panther through the boundless forests in stupendous ecstasy,
It was the Omnipotent Creator's will that made lovers living continents apart click; break the most diabolically treacherous barricades that came their way,
It was countless hours with the innocuously impeccable children which made nostalgia click; grant a man slithering miserably beside his grave; the status of
being young once again,
It was an everlasting rhythm of passionately palpitating beats which made the heart click; throb till times immemorial for the entity it solely admired on this Universe,
And it was love that made life click; make it the most beautiful gift not only on this planet; but also unendingly fathomless kilometers beyond sky.
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