Monthly Archives: October 2007

Man comes without anything. Lives without anything. Dies without anything.

Bizarre loneliness when I was writing; after all who’d sit beside an eccentrically fanatic brain; try and decipher the infinite wild fantasies that engulfed each ounce of his soul till times beyond eternity,

Wretched loneliness when I was eating; after all who’d relish the prospect of waiting till forgetfully odd hours of the day and night; to see me devour gigantic chunks of food at a time; with my unkempt bohemian hands,

Crippling loneliness when I was driving; after all who had the zeal to wade through a boundless kilometers on the trot on plain roads; transported to another world of divine sublimity—with the congruent and incongruent beats of full volume music,

Insane loneliness when I was on bed; after all who’d want to stay wide awake like the ghoulish owl all night; and then snore like a dead man as the Sun unrelentingly blazed and burnt all arid day,

Vindictive loneliness when I was in a formal party; after all who’d want to stand with an emotional fool who spoke like a new born baby with his heart; shrugging deep into his shell amidst the tiniest manipulative subtleties of the tongue,

Forlorn loneliness when I was walking; after all who’d want to amble with a person who kept unabashedly gazing at the sky—divulging his innermost secrets with it; rather than trust the frivolously prejudiced human race,

Abject loneliness when I was angry; after all who’d want to be beside an individual who was insanely ready to quit his life that very moment; for protecting even the tiniest leaf of the tree which the society outside massacred on various religious pretexts,

Egregious loneliness when I was victorious; after all who’d want to be a part of ones ecstatically unabashed celebrations; which saw one cuddle just like an inconsolably crying newborn child; into the lap stretched from the idol of the Creator Divine,

Disastrous loneliness when I faltered and floundered; after all who’d want to be a part of a reclusively dogmatic losing camp; in this world where each second unfurling was defined as quick money,

Despairing loneliness when I bonded into matrimony; after all who’d accept an esoteric recluse lost in an entrenchment of enigma 24 X 7; when there were so many societal formalities to be relished & fulfilled,

Sadistic loneliness when I ventured to earn; after all who’d pat the back of an employee who made the entire organization bankrupt in a single instant; donating every bit of wealth towards philanthropy and all ailing living kind,

Inexplicable loneliness when I chatted with my kin; after all who’d want their sibling to be writing poetry sitting at home all the time; when the society outside was minting millions with every stroke of technology,

Brutal loneliness when I visited the doctor; after all who’d associate with an epitome of fanatic sensitivity; wherein the world stood wholesomely ready to be clinically cured & executed,

Jinxed loneliness when I tried to save mother nature; after who’d want to make me a friend and thus relinquish cutting those freshly born branches of the tree; which were infact an ungainly nuisance to their otherwise crystal clear vision,

Debilitating loneliness when I visited the temple; mosque; church or monastery; after all who’d like to befriend someone who trespassed beyond his own religion; visualizing only a singleton form of the Lord in each holy place of bountiful worship,

Insidious loneliness when I converted into humanity; after all who’d like to chat with someone who’d chosen a religion which simply wasn’t defined in the infinite pages of what their ancestors and society had to say,

Satanic loneliness when I adopted a child; after all who’d want to mingle their potently masculine or feminine shadows; with a man whom they thought had adopted; only for he was too weak to procreate his very own blood,

Diabolical loneliness when I died; after all who’d want to associate even in the most remotest possible way with the lifeless; in their so called triumphant terminologies and successful management mantras of life,

And though all my life I refused to believe this; but how true was it when God said; that man comes on this earth without anything; continues to symbiotically exist without anything; and eventually goes under the soil; again without anything. After all who are we to challenge his Omnipotent principles of existence?

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Sign Goodwill Treaty (GoodwillTreaty.org). Let the Magic Begin .

Written by Nikhil Parekh – Goodwill Ambassador for International Goodwill Treaty for World Peace . ( http://goodwilltreaty.org/ambassadors )

-> The Goodwill Treaty for World Peace can be signed electronically and by hand from its website – goodwilltreaty.org

It was a document which invincibly bonded every living being under the Sun; into a citadel of unparalleled friendship and bountiful charm,

It was a document which transcended over every vindictively deplorable barrier of caste; creed; color and religion—forever disseminating the sole mantra of benign humanity,

It was a document whose scent was as naturally uninhibited as the first rays of eternal dawn; enlightening countless estranged with the thrill to unitedly love and live,

It was a document which perpetually defeated even the most infinitesimal trace of the devil; with its words and essence of heartfelt righteousness,

It was a document whose spirit to symbiotically exist captured the minds of the old and young alike; exhorting them to embrace one another as the most unassailable human race alive,

It was a document which gave unconquerable wings to the truest expression of liberty—which was infact the most Omnipresent panacea to exist,

It was a document which so breathtakingly demonstrated the most efficacious healing on earth; was the one which commenced with the innermost voices of the passionate soul and heart,

It was a document which royally quelled all inconsolable suffering; myth; curse and wails on the planet; with a balm of palpable everlasting togetherness,

It was a document which unflinchingly perpetuated the seed of self belief; spontaneously evoked the entire living race to rise to a renaissance for goodness and calm,

It was a document whose sole voice was its alphabets of philanthropic good will; which hummed inexhaustibly to scrap every bit of terror from its very non-existent roots,

It was a document which was the Omnipotent power of the Sun & Moon at the same time; ardently displaying the most eclectic graphs of human stalwarts & nature; alike,

It was a document which torrentially rained a mist of selfless patriotism upon every entity alive; blessed every tune of innocent existence with an unconquerable power to survive,

It was a document which so miraculously conveyed the message of World Peace; in a few succinct lines penned from every fervently true beat of the heart,

It was a document which ignited the most dormant arenas of the brain; towards a gorge of fabulously burgeoning human understanding,

It was a document which inundated every parched reservoir of the heart with unprecedented joy; as if one were browsing through the most imperiously impactful moments of ones life,

It was a document which unabashedly provoked you to shrug off every ounce of anxiety; formality; spuriousness from your life—become the optimistic sunshine of every new unfurling tomorrow,

It was a document which bore your majestic initials in the most veritable shades of Black & White; diffused your poignant spirit to holistically survive—to the whole world outside,

It was a document which was fantastically fathomless in every sphere of goodness; your most earnest right to exist as a mass of infallible oneness upon this planet,

It was a document which spelt its own inimitable will to exist; be the indomitable shoulder always to each of your comrades traversing the soil of mother earth; alive,

It was a document which cast its spell of undefeated togetherness forever upon mother earth; never letting you feel neglected; oblivious; solitary and despairingly deprived,

It was a document whose aura would remain immortal; as long as there breathed life in the true elixir of brotherhood upon the trajectory of planet divine,

It was a document which would be majestically mentioned in foremost pages of the history books; as one of the most mutually powerful metamorphosis of all mankind,

It was a document which blessed you with the truest definition of freedom; irrespective of where you existed; in every ingredient of your mind; body and benevolent spirit,

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But don’t you worry ; the magic is waiting to begin NOW—THIS VERY MOMENT; only once you sign the Goodwill Treaty by both; electronically and hand; finding it celestially alive at its most spectacular website – goodwilltreaty.org .

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