(written on the momentous occassion of his 50th Birthday celebrations on april 19,2007) 

Just a sideways glace at his fierily expressive eyes was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to fathom the extraordinarily unique from bits of limpid nothingness', 

Just a sideways glance at his majestically creased forehead was enough to convey—that it was ‘born to timelessly relish every bit of royal goodness on planet divine', 

Just a sideways glance at his ardently emotive eyebrows was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to zealously jog forward in the profound fervor of enigmatic life', 

Just a sideways glance at his unflinchingly phlegmatic footsteps was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to befit a legacy which was considered to be the most unconquerable of all our times', 

Just a sideways glance at his innocuously poignant lips was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to timelessly spell a boundless ocean of realistic dreams in a world otherwise swamped by prejudiced war', 

Just a sideways glance at his astoundingly sensitive ears was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to rise to the most obscure shreds of creativity around; like a magician always euphorically rising to the spirit of newness', 

Just a sideways glance at his uninhibitedly sculpted fingers was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to add a perpetual sparkle to even the most mundanely squandering of destinies', 

Just a sideways glance at his regally jostling palms was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to harness the bestest elements of space around into an invincible empire of prosperous togetherness', 

Just a sideways glance at his effervescently brimming shadow was enough to convey—that it was ‘born to dream beyond the horizons of time; and yet pay true homage to the priceless parents, God and soil which had created it', 

Just a sideways glance at his honestly philanthropic shoulders was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to tower taller than the skies in the face of disaster -and forever bear fruit to the dreams of a billion indians', 

Just a sideways glance at his inexhaustibly upright spine was enough to convey—that they it was ‘born to lead this great country to only infallible success in every department and direction that a living organism could ever conceive', 

Just a sideways glance at his perseveringly sculpted chin was enough to convey—that it was ‘born to rest its outlines only upon the tracks of benevolently charmed victory till as long as life pumped in the veins', 

Just a sideways glance at his fervently cascading breath was enough to convey—that it was ‘born to metamorphose each impossible into a pragmatic paradise of possibles with the blessings of his parents and lord divine', 

And whilst all this just happened sideways—I just kept wondering and wondering and wondering as to what'd happen when I savor the honor of meeting India's most fascinating business magician Eye to Eye—as that'd be one of the most enlightening moments of my life, 

Till then, here's wishing ‘Mr. Mukesh Dhirubhai Ambani' via this poem written on the impoverished paper of my heart, a very happy and celestially blessed birthday which brings to the fore every unfinished desire of his bountiful soul and life.