With great wealth; comes the great act of donating philanthropically to
God's suffering living kind,
With great knowledge; comes the great justice of disseminating it sagaciously
amongst brutally deprived personalities,
With great fragrance; comes the great chivalry of diffusing it to all those corners; pathetically dwindling towards obnoxious extinction,
With great enthusiasm; comes the great ardor to impregnate the same; in those mourning towards clouds of desperation,
With great innocence; comes the great inspiration of metamorphosing this manipulative planet; into an immaculate child,
With great breath; comes the great vitality to instill life in despondently solitary entities slithering towards their graves,
With great artistry; comes the great essence of propagating mesmerizing beauty on this globe; to people thoroughly oblivious about chapters of mystical existence,
With great brain; comes the great idea of making the fathomless Universe; a better place to live in,
With great fire; comes the great ability to wholesomely devour the devil; in the swirl of Omnipotently golden flames,
And with great Power; comes the great responsibility of keeping the Almighty Lord's planet; just the way it was; when he had marvelously evolved and perpetually created it.
16. START BEING CREATIVE
Creativity is a shadow that incessantly flutters; changing its dimensions every unleashing second,
Creativity is something which is indefatigable; proliferating to the most unprecedented limits as each idea manifests,
Creativity is a milestone which always eludes; running further and further away; just when you thought you'd perpetually achieved it,
Creativity is a dream that could besiege you even under the most sweltering rays of sunlight; disappearing into infinitesimal wisps of non-existence; as abruptly as it had come,
Creativity is an island that crops up like thunderbolts of lightening; suddenly from amidst the most remotest portions of clouds in the sky,
Creativity is a hunger which never subsides; remaining disastrously famished; even after masticating the most wonderful fruits on this earth,
Creativity is a flower which blossoms into infinite petals every unveiling instant; endlessly shooting towards the sky; even after its ultimate summit had been reached,
Creativity is mesmerizing froth which kept you always exuberant; wholesomely rejuvenating the most pathetically dying nerves in your body,
Creativity is a fabulously voluptuous mirage that you sighted even in the murkiest of light; enticing you in its web of seductive unpredictability,
Creativity is a newly born infant; inexplicably metamorphosing its patterns as each moment of the day unleashed,
Creativity is a rainbow of multitudinal colors; magnificently spreading its fragrance of newness in every person whose life was engulfed with despicable doom,
Creativity is an ocean of tumultuously undulating waves; with each wave instantaneously reforming itself to unsurpassable proportions; after clashing against
the conglomerate of treacherous rocks,
Creativity is the chapter of relentless procreation; with each entity in the Universe giving birth to an unrelenting myriad of trendsetting forms,
Creativity is the flamboyant Sun which forever glows; dissipating its festoon of grandiloquently exuberant rays to every dying room; which badly needed it,
Creativity is an echo which reverberates till eternity; tirelessly changing its pitch like the heart of a passionately robust lover,
Creativity is the pulse of uncertainty; a sound escalating higher than turbulent thunder and yet remaining unheard,
Creativity is an insurmountably tantalizing seductress; luring your entire countenance to realms beyond the point of no control,
Creativity is an arrow which doesn’t kill; instead harnesses ebulliently animated traces of sacrosanct life; all the time,
Creativity is a road with incomprehensible number of bifurcations; with each path leading to the most beautiful gift called; Existence,
And most importantly Creativity is not exclusive; its there hidden in all of you; So c'mon lets start discovering it gorgeously priceless forms; infact the time is now ripe enough to start being creative.
17. NOT AT THE COST
I wanted to uninhibitedly laugh; but not at the cost of someone else's precious tears,
I wanted to flirtatiously play; but not at the cost of someone else's; sacred prayers,
I wanted to prolifically grow; but not at the cost of incarcerating someone in behind the ominously threatening prison bars,
I wanted to be exorbitantly rich; but not at the cost of someone else's inevitable poverty,
I wanted to be fairer than the most grandiloquent blanket of white ice; but not at the cost of someone else's despairing blackness,
I wanted to be an irrefutably worshipped king; but not at the cost of an someone maim on the streets,
I wanted to be a river which incessantly flowed; but not at the cost of a miserably devastated and bizarrely scorched desert,
I wanted to be an overwhelmingly learned saint; but not at the cost of someone disparagingly struggling; who didn’t even know how to use his thumb,
I wanted to the most powerful entity on this Universe; but not at the cost of someone dwindling towards oblivion in unprecedented starvation,
I wanted to indefatigably travel in gorgeously golden aircrafts; but not at the cost of someone walking barefoot for infinite kilometers under the sweltering Sun; without a penny in his pocket,
I wanted to emanate the most stupendously ravishing of perfume ever conceived on this planet; but not at the cost of someone rotting like pulverized tomatoes in the
treacherously sinister dungeon,
I wanted to be an avalanche of fabulously sweet sugar; but not at the cost of acrimonious bitterness profusely encapsulating someone's tongue,
I wanted to be the flamboyantly radiating Sun; but not at the cost of someone living in perpetually augmenting darkness,
I wanted to be the most seductively tantalizing dream ever fantasized about on this planet; but not at the cost of someone else's horrific nightmare,
I wanted to be an everlasting wave; inexorably aiming for the absolute realms of mesmerizing sky; but not at the cost of someone's despondently famished shores,
I wanted to be a rhapsodic mountain of poignantly tangy salt; but not at the cost of someone else's abysmally raw wounds,
I wanted to be a hawk sighting the most infinitesimal of object even in the heart of the dead night; but not at the cost of someone else's tyrannically traumatized blindness,
I wanted to the most passionate lover on this boundlessly unsurpassable globe; but not at the cost of someone else's brutally broken heart,
And I wanted to live till times unfathomable beyond the shadows of existence; but not at the cost of someone else's deliberately forceful death.
18. ENCHANTING PARADISE
Extracting out just a droplet from the boundless ocean; won't make any difference at all to its swirling and vivacious persona,
Pulling out just a fragment of mud from the gargantuan body of the mountain; won't make any difference at all to its marvelously towering summit,
Pilfering out just a million out of the entire Government treasury; won't make any difference at all to its stupendously large demeanor,
Gulping down just a cube ice from the entire snow laden slope of the Himalayas; won't make any difference at all to its mystically scintillating persona,
Evacuating out just a flower from the entire garden of captivating roses; won't make any difference at all to its prolific growth and incredulously scented pride,
Plucking out just a pearl from the entire armory of oysters sprawled in incongruous heaps around; won't
make any difference to its bombastic shine and profound shimmer; illuminating the ghastly night,
Snatching just a morsel of salubrious vegetable from the entire kitchen stashed abundantly with ravishing food; won't make any difference to its robust complexion and glowing health,
Tearing just a page out of the mammoth Bible; won't make any difference to its sacrosanct visage; the countless volumes of sacred verse epitomizing humanity
embedded within,
Barging into just one room out of the infinite dwellings standing tall on the surface of this earth; won't make any difference at all to living space; the unsurpassable amount of abode's available for human existence,
Grabbing just an hour from the entire day; won't make any difference at all to the glory of time; the innumerable hours and minutes that it was bifurcated into,
Acquiring just a parchment of dictionary out of the unprecedented large collection of books; won't make any difference at all to the unending and spiraling heap of literature; the billions of sagacious pages intricately trapped inside,
Capturing just a diminutive flame out of the entire conflagration of simmering twigs; won't make any difference at all to the visage of blistering fire; the poignant fumes of euphoria it emanated all throughout the night,
Hoisting just an inconspicuous knife out of the entire battlefield strewn with supremely glistening swords; won't make any difference at all to the spirit of
daunting belligerence; the essence of bravado lingering predominantly all around,
Cutting just a serrated leaf out of the entire jungle embodied with gigantic strands of foliage; won't make any difference at all to the wilderness; the mesmerizing outgrowths extruding from every corner,
Occupying just a fraction of the entire cosmic space; won't make any difference at all to the countenance of the Royal Sun; the blanket of resplendent stars studded marvelously in every part of the sky,
Pouncing on just a moment of happiness out of the entire laughter in this world; won't make any difference at all to the virtue of smile; the mystical and enigmatic charm enveloping it since times immemorial,
Ripping apart just a flimsy chunk of cloth from the entire showroom overwhelmed with gaudy clothing; won't make any difference at all to the plethora of fluffy cotton wool cascading from all sides,
Capturing a single ray of the blazing Sun God; won’t make any difference at all to its omnipotent aura; the tenacity with which it fumigated every nook and cranny of
this earth,
And possessing just a single heart out of this entire Universe; loving just one girl out of the unlimited that existed on this planet; won't make any difference at all to the fervor of romance; the immortal strength it inculcated in one and all,
However even if these tiny and inconspicuous little things didn’t make the slightest of impact on any of the animate world; they were definitely enough to metamorphose my life from one of gloom and constant despair; to enchanting paradise.
19. ARTISTS ARE NOT TAUGHT; THEY ARE BORN
The bird didn’t need to be taught how to catch fish; its astounding ability to dive; its lanky beak and the hunger in its dainty stomach; were simply enough fodder to propel it to dip down; capsize the robust meat in its mouth,
The dog didn’t need to be taught how to wag its tail; its overwhelming urge to welcome its master; the angular silhouette of its body; was simply enough for
it to move the stump of fur protruding from its back,
The clouds didn’t need to be taught how to rain; the conglomerate of ominous black coalesced in harmony; the fury fulminating inside; was simply enough fuel to
perpetuate themselves into gigantic droplets of crystal water,
The cow didn’t need to be taught how to feed her calf; the river of milk oozing from her teats; her famished child nestling close to her body; was simply enough for her to satisfy her baby,
The rose didn’t need to be taught how to give scent; the coalition of redolent red petals embodied in its visage; the scores of humming bees kissing its stalk; were simply enough for it to blossom and emanate its blissful fragrance,
The child didn’t need to be taught how to walk; the unrelenting urge in him to reach his mother; an uncanny desire burning within him to explore the outside world; was simply enough to rise him on his feet; gallop with long strides and run,
The fish didn’t need to be taught how to swim; having seen nothing but water since their birth; swirling waves of the sea as their perennial companion; was simply enough for them to slither their delectable bodies and mystically weave their way forward,
The Lion didn’t need to be taught how to hunt; the inexorable gluttony of his stomach; a blood curling desire incarcerated in his flamboyant eyes; was simply enough to make him thunderously growl; run at lightening speeds towards the
throat of its prey,
The spider didn’t need to be taught how to spin her web; the sea of slimy juice extruding from her tentacles; a furtive desire to be shielded from the acrimonious Sun and the world; were simply enough for it to clamber up the ceiling and spin its home within seconds,
The cat didn’t need to be taught how to catch mice; its clusters of hostile needle teeth; the sense of uncanny adventure lingering profoundly in its hazel eyes; were simply enough for it to pounce on the diminutive rat and rip it apart into soft balls of
meat,
The skin didn’t need to be taught how to sweat; sweltering rays of the dazzling Sun; an overwhelmingly hard day of work without sitting even a minute on the ground; was simply enough for it to evolve rivers replete with golden perspiration,
The peacock didn’t need to be taught how to dance; incessant showers of water cascading in torrents from the sky; an ambience completely enveloped by voluptuous enchantment; was simply enough for it to spread its wings to a full plumage and sway,
The beggar didn’t need to be taught how to beg; insatiable pangs of hunger imploding more fierce than a volcano in his stomach; every iota of blood virtually evaporating from his veins; was simply enough to make him open his mouth incoherently and wail for alms,
The scorpion didn’t need to be taught how to sting; having spent its entire life besieged with ghastly reptile and ominous wildlife; a splendidly curved tail inundated supremely with lethal poison; was simply enough for it to spread its face into a sneering grin and venomously strike the sleeping rabbit,
The donkey didn’t need to be taught how to kick; gruesome loads of sand laden on its tender body; with almost every entity transgressing it making it a point to ridicule it to ultimate limits; was simply enough for it to swish its tail and feet in raw indignation,
The lizard didn’t need to be taught how to gobble insects; its enormously slender tongue; the incredulous ability in its fleet footed legs to climb on any wall; was simply enough for it to furtively approach its prey from behind; devour it in a fraction of a second; before the poor worm even new it was born,
The pair of Man and Woman didn’t need to be taught how to procreate their progeny; the inexorable whirlpool of desire circulating rampantly in their bodies; the
glimmer of invincible hope floating in their eyes to have somebody resembling themselves in entirety; was simply enough for them to blend in the aisles of passionate love and give birth to their offspring,
The Omniscient Creator didn’t need to be taught how to govern this earth; his omnipresent presence throbbing loudly in every heart; the supernatural power he
possessed of creating more than a million for every soul lost; was simply enough for him to sit on the throne of this planet; and rule it as the ultimate king for times immemorial,
And an artist didn’t need to be taught how to paint; draw; write; sing; dance; etc.; the indefatigable reservoir of innovation multiplying every instant in the corridors of his brain; the unsurpassable euphoria he experienced in creating marvels out of abstract
forms; was simply enough for him to lift the pen; assimilate the entire world
in just a piece of naked paper; make the whole Universe of his dreams actually come alive in just a single line; he enigmatically uttered.
20. AUDACIOUSLY DARE
Only he who knows how to adeptly rebuild the castle perfectly; blending cement; concrete and glass in commensurate proportions; can audaciously dare trample