Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet


Before the pinnacle of mount Everest; there was a plethora of barricades to be confronted, 


 


Before plummeting down to the bottom of the fathomless ocean; one had to face a battalion of wild sharks, 


 


Before winning the coveted title of wrestling champion; there was the arduous endeavor of toning a jugglery of muscle, 


 


Before harnessing the art of devouring glass; one had to learn to incessantly consume obdurate food, 


 


Before swimming against choppy waters of the perennial river; one had to acqurie skills of floating in the shallow pool, 


 


Before adroitly sketching articulate forms of scenic beauty; one had to know the art of blending color, 


 


Before reciting mesmerizing notes of melodious music; one had to aware of the cadence of sound, 


 


Before running at swashbuckling speeds in torrential showers of rain; one had to assimilate the vigor to walk, 


 


Before tumultuously bursting into fits of sporadic laughter; one should know how to smile, 


 


Before constructing the grandiloquent Taj Mahal of juxtaposed brick; one must have the skill to build a compact wall, 


 


Before driving a high powered bike through the mountain roads; it was indispensable to posses the prowess of synchronized balance, 


 


Before sculpturing ornate statues to scented wax; one should incorporate the technique of molding clay, 


 


Before beheading a person in war with pugnacious swishes of the scepter; one must have the profound courage to hold one, 


 


Before gliding down the picturesque valley strapped to parachute strings; one should master the ingredients of adventure, 


 


Before encountering the ominous panther head on; one must develop a compassion for the animate beast, 


 


Before gulping down pints of frozen water; one should savor the taste of Luke warm milk, 


 


Before witnessing stupendous parables of jubilation; one must trespass through the tyranny of sorrow, 


 


Before sleeping blissfully on a mattress of silken gold; one should inevitably perspire under the blistering heat of the sun, 


 


Before transiting to realms of uninvited old age; one must experience the exuberance of resplendent youth, 


 


Before dancing in the aisles of passionate romance; one should thoroughly mature in responsibility, 


 


And before the commencing the activities of each day; one must indispensably worship the deity he believes in; praying for celestial solace from the Creator.



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