You Die; I Die - Love Poems - Part 10 by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

37. I WISHED FOR TIME TO STOP

When I was studying incessantly; trying to decode enigmatic problems of intricate arithmetic,

Concentrating onerously; putting in my stupendous best to appear in the examination,

I wistfully wished that time should whistle past; as fast as the aircraft flying in the air;

and there were blissful holidays once again.

When I stood in the long queue for marathon hours; with scores of irascible passengers; shuffling across incongruously,

Disconcertingly poking sensitive avenues of my body; breathing heavily down my nape,

I wished that time should pass as quickly as a race horse; and my number arrived

soon at the ticket counter.

When I walked barefoot on burning embers of crimson fire,

A myriad of ligaments in my tender skin; got mercilessly scalded,

I wished for the time to tick rapidly like a palpitating heart; and for the moments

when I would be perfectly rehabilitated.

When I sat on the lavatory seat; with my bowels viciously strangulated by obnoxious constipation,

Infinite droplets of silver sweat dribbling painstakingly down my lips; irregular contractions besieging my stomach,

I fervently wished for time to gallop like a panther; and for my lungs to be inundated with fresh air suspended outside

When I worked unrelentingly in the office; scrutinizing bulky manuscripts for typographical errors,

Posing a monotonous smile to all my seniors; nostalgically reminiscing my childhood days,

I wished for the time to churn ahead like propelled boat in the sea; and for me to reach my dwelling in one piece.

When I lay bedraggled on the streets; penurious and deprived of indispensable amenities in life,

Pangs of hunger reverberating thunderously in my belly; with a dwindling destiny to be confronted,

I wished for time to leap several years; placing me in the age when I would be exorbitantly affluent; having a silken coat instead of the jute at present engulfing my demeanor.

When I was a child; scolded on umpteenth occasions by my domineering elders,

Given parsimonious allowances to sustain life; stringently admonished not

to remain awake late in the night,

I wished time traversed as fast as the express train; transforming me into exuberant youth; capable of dictating terms to my compatriots.

When I lay unconscious in dreaded coma; a deathly blue tinge incorporating my body,

All fantasy replaced by distressing tribulation in my colossal brain,

I had an intense wish; for time to zip across like the fastest kangaroo; and for me to

relinquish life; forever ending the niggling agony.

And when I was in the arms of my beloved; with her ravishing hair cascading all over my body,

The supple complexion of her lips caressing my nose; with her mesmerizing voice softly striking against my eardrum,

I sincerely wished and prayed for minutes to freeze in their advancing footsteps; and this was the only occasion when I incorrigibly wanted the time to stop .