of the bombastically inflated balloon with a
thunderous bang,
A tree is never symmetrical; has branches of all
dimensions and sizes dangling from its severely
corrugated body,
A fire is never cold; sizzles the mockingly cold night
with its festoon of hostile of rays,
An ice is never solid; metamorphoses itself at
astounding speeds into a stream of cold water when
caressed by the slightest of heat,
A rose is never stinking; inundates the barren and
profoundly gloomy surrounding with the tantalizing
aroma wafting unequivocally from its crimson body,
A bird is never walking for long miles on the ground;
leans overwhelmingly on its pair of flamboyant wings
to impart it with that delectable flight,
A diamond is never dull; punctures the eyes of even
the blind with its glitter and scintillating shine,
A mushroom is never clean; extrudes disdainfully from
the jungle with tufts of incorrigible dirt; loose
specks of worm and deplorable soil,
A demon is never sweet; devours millions of innocent
in the swirl of its insatiable desire which never dies
or subsides,
A potbellied tortoise is never fast; crawls
painstakingly through the leafy meadows chewing grass;
while its counterparts execute several rounds of the
finishing line,
A man eater leopard is never vegetarian; has an
unrelenting zeal for flesh engulfing him every minute;
after once relishing the taste of human blood,
A frog is never beautiful; spending its entire life in
boundlessly deep interiors of the sordid well; having
its coat enveloped with garbage and obnoxious slime,
A scorpion is never innocuous; ardently awaiting to
strike its venomous fangs any minute into impetuously
innocent flesh wandering unsuspectingly,
A fired bullet is never harmless; as even though it
might miss its intended target; it nevertheless
ricochets against impeccable wildlife,
A Kangaroo is never slow; bounces several strides at a
time; even while harboring clusters of immaculate
babies in its bulging belly,
A cow is never unholy; generates new life in all those
who consume its supremely sacrosanct and salubrious
milk,
A heart is never silent while it lives; palpitates
tumultuously inside the chest; increasing its pace to
unsurpassable limits after sighting the love of its
life,
A breath is never dry; besieges the atmosphere around
with Herculean loads of compassionate fervor; triggers
the body every minute to run and live,
A life is never disciplined; replete with ups and
downs that encompass an entity unsparingly every
second; irrespective of the color he possesses or the
religion he believes in,
A mother is never cruel to her child; no matter how
much the infant cries and kicks her incessantly with
its feet,
And a writer is never unemployed; although he might
not go to conventional office from 9 in the morning to
an exact 10 in the night; yet the fantasies he evolved
impregnated new hope and charm; in millions others who
monotonously survived….
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.



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