Life = Death - Volume 5 - Poems on Life , Death by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

37. WHAT MADE YOU EVER THINK

What made you ever think; that you could exult in the exotic night; without

slogging it out under the sweltering sun of the afternoon?

What made you ever think; that you could leap to the summit of Everest, without even being able to crawl on the ground?

What made you ever think; that you could gulp gallons of intoxicating wine, without even tasting colorless water?

What made you ever think; that you could start singing like the magnificent orchestra, when infact you had stupendous difficulty even to talk?

What made you ever think; that you could swim in the choppy sea, without even

knowing how to float in the placid pool of water?

What made you ever think; that you could write infinite lines of literature; without even being able to spell primitive words?

What made you ever think; that you could become the supreme president; without

even being able to execute clerical work?

What made you ever think; that you could break the gargantuan brick with a single punch of yours; when infact you didn’t even possess the power to kill an  inconspicuous mosquito?

What made you ever think; that you could fly the huge aircraft; without even

knowing how to balance a tricycle?

What made you ever think; that you could converse articulately for hours on

the trot, when infact you miserably floundered even to utter a single word?

What made you ever think; that you could stand barechested on the freezing

iceberg; when infact you shivered incessantly even in the slightest draught of

wind?

What made you ever think; that you could see behind solid walls; when infact

you didn’t even possess the capacity of recognizing magnified objects

infront of your eyes?

What made you ever think; that you could walk on the tight rope with a mask

camouflaging your face; when infact you couldn’t even maintain your balance on

the most strongest of ground?

What made you ever think; that you could sketch the mesmerizing Mona Lisa;

when infact you always held the pencil upside down?

What made you ever think; that you could design an incredulous robot; when

infact you mistook every chunk of wood for sparks of electricity?

What made you ever think; that you could emulate the royal prince; when infact

you couldn’t even hold the spoon properly in your hands?

What made you ever think; that you could be the Creator; when infact you

didn’t even remember your own birth date ?

What made you ever think; that you could romance for times immemorial; when

infact you didn’t even know the first alphabet of Love?

And what on earth made you ever think; that you could grow old and die tomorrow; when infact you didn’t even have the slightest of tenacity; crumbled like a pack of soggy cards every unfurling minute today?