Thoroughly Unemployed

Everyday I stared at the azure sky for long hours; admiring the fiery rays of the Sun in the morning; basking in the glory of the celestial blanket of stars well past after midnight,
While the other human of my kind; meticulously brushed their teeth with stringent toothpaste every morning; exited for monotonous office at the
tick of sharp 9.

Everyday I sat on the sordid wall chewing tangy gum and tantalizing chocolate; executing an armory of flirtatious smiles at every ravishing damsel in the
neighborhood who passed by,
While the other human of my kind; buried his face under a sheaf of bulky papers; listened patiently to the fleet of blatant abuse from his employer with
silent remorse.

Everyday I literally counted the number of cars traversing the streets from my divine balcony railing; drunk rum with uninhibited glee profoundly engrossed
in a voluptuously titillating fantasy of my own,
While the other human of my kind; incessantly engaged himself in apple polishing; ensuring that the company's profits augmented by leaps and bounds at the cost of his own life.

Everyday I rolled in green grass under the robust afternoon; gallivanted on horses through the meadows; devouring any morsel of food which was congenially offered to me by the farmers,
While the other human of my kind; evolved ingenious policies on the computer; wasted hours of time in sorting his meal with silver forks; and in the end
didn't relish the slightest.

Everyday I slept till the time I wanted; waking up blissfully as the serene evening descended; leaping acrobatically with the wind as the enchanting night took a vicious stranglehold,
While the other human of my kind; started his preparations well before dawn had unveiled; hardly slept a single wink in the darkness; indefatigably worrying about his performance; and the evading salary cheques which were his only source to please his wife.

Everyday I counted boundless numbers of sheep philandering nimbly on the hills; danced in ecstatic jubilation as the peacock came from behind the trees
after exotic rain,
While the other human of my kind; inexorably cribbed about his destiny; the impoverished state he was in; as his boss didn't consider him to be with the
contemporary times.

Everyday I went on learning and imbibing the language which I wanted; eccentrically penning down infinite lines of poetry the instants my mind commanded,
While the other human of my kind; peered through the keyhole of his boss's cabin; praying to God that his chance to enter inside came faster than the
speed of white light.

Everyday I cried uncontrollably; screamed in sheer hysteria whenever my heart felt asphyxiated; had an insatiable urge to pour its imprisoned agony out,
While the other human of my kind; conversed in overwhelmingly soft whispers; used the heaviest slang possible to make his bombastic presence felt amongst
the spurious crowd.

Everyday I walked barefoot; with at times torn rags engulfing my body and a necklace of spooky crabs enveloping my neck; whistling raucously in the air as
I marched gallantly without caring two hoods for the sanctimonious society,
While the other human of my kind; found himself deluged with an unending reservoir of tensions each unveiling hour of the day; craved miserably for an
opportunity to cling to the swanky mike; get his aching hands on the steering wheel of that status Mercedes.

And I went where I wanted; talked what I wanted; did what I wanted with gay abandon as I was thoroughly unemployed; treating each day as a fabulous Sunday although it was the peak of monstrous activity time,
While the other human of my kind; perhaps had tons of more money than I did; perhaps had insurmountable amount of pride in the society more than what I could have ever perceived; but didn't enjoy even a single minute as the unsurpassable years crept by; infact it was profoundly sad to state that the last day of his life was his one and only Sunday
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Nikhil Parekh

Nikhil Parekh , ( born August 27 ; 1977 ) from Ahmedabad , India - is a Love Poet and 10 time National Record holder for his Poetry with the Limca Book of Records India , which is India's Best Book of Records , also Ranked 2nd in the World officially to Guinness Book of World Records . He is an author of - ' LONGEST BOOK written by a mortal - COLLECTED POETRY ' , which has a Print Length of 5254 pages on the Amazon Kindle . The Poet's style of Poetry / literature is unique and has never ever been written before or experimented on the mortal planet by any mortal . Though his Poetry / literature is normal and natural . 10 Different National Records held by Parekh with the Limca Book of Records India are for - (1) Being the First Indian Poet to be published / featured in McGill English Dictionary of Rhyme which is the World's Number 1 English Rhyming Dictionary - for his poem: Come Lets Embrace our New Religion (2) Being the First Indian Poet to have won Poet of the Year Award at the Canadian Federation of Poets which is Canada's National Poetry Body endorsed by Governor General of Canada (3) Being the First Indian Poet to be published in a Commonwealth Newsletter for his poem on AIDS which is 'Aids doesn't kill. Your Attitude kills (4) Being the First Indian Poet to win an EPPIE award for best poetry e-book (5) Writing the most number of letters to and receiving the most number of replies from World Leaders and World Organizations (6) Being the First Indian Poet to be Goodwill Ambassador to the International Goodwill Treaty for World Peace - GoodwillTreaty.org (7) Being the First Indian Poet whose Poems have been made into Films at Youtube.com - The World's largest video sharing website (8) Being the 1st Indian Poet to be featured for his Poetry Book - 'Love versus Terrorism- Poems on Anti Terror, Peace' , at Wattpad.com - The World's most popular ebook community and largest website for reading books on mobile phones (9) Being the first Indian Poet whose video reciting a Poem on Nelson Mandela , has been placed at the official website of the Government of South Africa (10) Having authored LONGEST BOOK written by a mortal - COLLECTED POETRY - which is of Print Length 5254 pages and currently has approximately 1.15 million words , financially selling in the Amazon.com Kindle Store United States at - http://www.amazon.com/dp/B003Y8XLKQ . The Indian Poet has written thousands of varied poems on - God , Peace , Love , Anti Terrorism , Friendship , Life , Death , Environment, Wildlife , Mother , Father , Children , Parenthood , Humanity , Social Cause , Women empowerment , Poverty , Lovers , Brotherhood . His Books and Poems have had millions of viewers and downloads on the Internet . Parekh is an author of 47 varied Books which include - 1 God ( volume 1 to volume 4 ) , The Womb ( volume 1 to volume 2 ) , Love Versus Terrorism ( Part 1 to Part 2 ) , You die; I die - Love Poems ( Part 1 to Part 16 ) , Life = Death ( volume 1 to volume 10 ), The Power of Black ( volume 1 to volume 2 ) , If you cut a tree; you cut your own mother , Hide and Seek ( part 1 to part 8 ) , Longest Poem written by Nikhil Parekh - Only as Life . These Books comprise of nearly a 7000 pages of his Poetry in their entirety . The Poet's Poetry has had the patronization of several versatile World Leaders including the Queen of England . Visit http://nikhilparekh.net ; the webpage . more…

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