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30th-Nov-2009 11:42 pm - Food and its unbelievable power .
It made a person irrefutably realize his / her true stature on this earth – which was nothing infront of the Almighty Lord – as morsels were gobbled with raw humanitarian fervor and then even the most mature of body exultated in child-like delight,

It made people forget deplorably miserly discrepancies of caste; creed; color and religion over its tantalizingly sumptuous aroma,

It naturally impregnated a wretchedly war-infested environment – with the charm of an existence replete with symbiotic health and prosperity,

It gathered hordes of hungry stomachs and palettes into uninhibited camaraderie – as they sat in compassionate unity to devour its quintessential morsels for survival,

It melted even the most indiscriminately traumatic persona which lambasted the innocent – with its succulently impeccable taste which was a harbinger of bountiful humanity,

It fascinated the young and the old with its astounding freshness and vitality – which very soon blended with the fabric of existence after the gratifying bite,

It put all hostility and that desire to ruthlessly conquer to blissful sleep – as it made its way most naturally and ravishingly into the extraordinarily emaciated intestine,

It proved the most stupendously inadvertent excuse to meet up at just about any time of the day – and that too triggering that smile of satisfaction upon the lips relishing it,

It reinvigorated fading muscle and bone with indispensable boost to lead life Kingsize – bond and embrace the most alien of neighbor with the power of fortuitous love,

It metamorphosed pulverized failures into the champions of a fresh optimistic dawn – rendering in them the unabashed fortitude to stand up for the cause of unparalleled righteousness,

It rekindled the rays of desire in pathetically shriveled bloodstreams – as the living kind made merry; whispered; chatted and blended into the river of love with a new found hope to procreate,

It worked as a balm of compassionate friendship upon those haplessly aggrieved and lamenting the loss of their near and dear – as the chapter of death inevitably occurred when destined,

It was something that rendered all spurious demonstrations of power and wealth on earth utterly useless – as even the richest of all humans melanged with those begging on the roadside - to consume it ; as disasters like the earthquake struck,

It not only helped people earn livelihood as they cooked; garnished; packed and transported it – but added an indomitable aura of satisfaction to their lives as they served it to all those in dire need of it,

It miraculously helped in mollifying the most hoarsely wailing children – nourishing them with the gift of harmony - to evolve into the philanthropically noble citizens of tomorrow,

It prompted dialogues of peace and benevolent betterment even before armies could cross sides – as they preferred to arrive to a harmonious consensus of love and togetherness – after eating to their unbridled content,


It was a universal need that naturally arose at some time or the other in everyone irrespective of any religion or tribe; impregnably indicating that we’re all created by the same God and infront of him; nothing ,

It cultivated this most wonderfully altruistic habit of eating in the same plate ; as its irresistibly appetizing grandeur instilled the basic tenets of selflessness and humanitarian care ,


Such was food and its unbelievable power.


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Will you be my Valentine?

Will you be the luckiest charm of my existence; a wish of supreme
fulfillment that only led to humanitarian goodness; philanthropy and
selflessness- as I nimbly tread by the grace of the Creator Divine?

Will you be the vivaciously dancing butterfly of love in my garden;
illuminating every dreary nerve of mine- with the charm of your
poignantly exuberant flight?

Will you be the scent of immortal companionship that drifted close to
my nostrils; so that I forever floated in a paradise of goodness;
unfettered and bonded in a mist of friendship sublime?

Will you be the rainbow of unflinching camaraderie that I sighted in
tufts of blue; that ignited my spirit of symbiotic survival on divine
earth; to the very fullest?

Will you be the droplet of tantalizing rain that cascaded down my
roof; triggering a perennial yearning in my heart to be kissed in a
domain; beyond the definitions of clockwork time?

Will you be the uninhibited stream that sparkled down the virgin
slopes; embracing every element of my impoverished existence; with a
wand of bountiful endowment?

Will you be those invisible tendrils of excitement that caressed my
spine; awakening me from a stupor of inane practicality; towards the
effulgently whistling winds of existence?

Will you be the fairy that casts a gorge of happiness wherever you
went; a perpetual mist of bliss that I embraced; as I continued my
truncated odyssey on soil?

Will you be that line of destiny on my palms that solely leads to
truth; a flame that keeps the true passion of my life ignited with
unparalleled caring?

Will you be the song that I cherished to sing the most in this
Universe; a melody whose tunes drifted from the innermost arenas of my
innocuous soul?

Will you be that undaunted living form by my side; in my times of
ebullience and inexplicable misfortune alike; even as abuses were
intransigently hurled from the planet outside?

Will you be the tinkling laughter that engulfed my ears with new-found
hope; everytime I felt the ship of my scraggily penurious existence
sink to the rock bottom of hopelessness?

Will you be the nightingale that unabashedly perched upon my shoulder;
drowning me into ecstatic spasms of all the sweetness- that ever
formed my imperfectly humane atmosphere?

Will you be every Lilly that blossomed on the path not dared taken;
but the very path I chose to celebrate every moment of my
synergistically intrepid existence?

Will you be the everlasting source of my child-like bewilderment; as
the magic of your spontaneity continued to enthuse the informally
bohemian footsteps of my life?

Will you be the ultimate seductress that drifted me away from the
worst of crisis; far away from the world of greed; manipulation and
satanic barbarism—like a prince near your amiably compassionate bosom?

Will you be the reason that I found new-found optimism to survive; not
only reaching the zenith myself—but reaching out the balm of
unhindered love and humanity to every single of my fellow beings?

Will you be the voice that I could easily differentiate from amongst
every other on the planet; as it was my own heart's cry to forever
unite with my soul-mate in this life and every life hence-forth-
destined?


I guess its time to propose to you now—and that's exactly what I am
doing from deep within my heart O! Beloved– WILL YOU BE MY VALENTINE

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