Poetry

1. 31ST DECEMBER—MY ULTIMATE HERO.
Irrespective of whether they were extraordinarily happy; or whether they inconsolably
fretted in the aisles of utter desperation—with the gruesome blackness of extinction
ominously maiming each of their senses,
Irrespective of whether they were perennially successful; or whether they miserably
floundered a countless times even before alighting a single foot—unnecessarily losing
it- in their bouts of whimsical fidgetiness,
Irrespective of whether they were unsurpassably rich; or whether they profusely
slavered at the most diminutive morsel of food—brutally emaciating since a record
number of days and treacherously freezing nights,
Irrespective of whether they were in unconquerable space; or whether they were left
to uncouthly stagnate on the fecklessly sordid streets and hackneyed gutter bins of
the country's largest slum,
Irrespective of whether they sang a boundless tunes in the praise of the Lord; or
whether they sadistically licked up every pint of spit emitted by the vindictively
trouncing devil,
Irrespective of whether they bustled as perfectly symbiotic busy-bodies; or whether
they aimlessly loitered through the lanes of slandering oblivion—which'd nothing but
hoarse regret to offer as a pathetic end-product,
Irrespective of whether they were unassailable magicians; or whether all what they
dared touch; sullenly metamorphosed into frigidly incoherent bits of lame dust,
Irrespective of whether they were invincible perfectionists; or whether they
perpetually adhered to the famous axiom 'To Err is Human' and immortalized the
same with their relentless failures,
Irrespective of whether they were triumphantly persevering; or whether they lazed
and endlessly lazed even under the most acrimoniously scorching sun; just because
their bones creaked a trifle whilst getting up,
Irrespective of whether they were brilliantly optimistic; or whether they lugubriously
crumbled every instant reminiscing the mortuaries of the dreadfully asleep past,
Irrespective of whether they were unflinching patriots; or whether they darted at the
speed of lightening for cover; at the tiniest insinuation of the most imperceptible
danger,

2. Irrespective of whether they were blessedly fantasizing; or whether they lecherously
circumscribed their entire lives within the constraints of the monotonously clerical
corporate office,
Irrespective of whether they were unconquerably truthful; or whether they were
brutally trapped in satanically parasitic web of lies—resorting to it inevitably to find
that ultimate escape route in today's manipulative world,
Irrespective of whether they existed on the freezing north pole; or whether they
compassionately warmed each ingredient of their blood under majestic rays of the
Sun; extreme south,
Irrespective of whether they conversed in articulate English; or whether they
uninhibitedly recharged the atmosphere with every vibrancy of indigenous language
that was spoken under the Sun,
Irrespective of whether they were the perfectly synchronized gentlemen; or whether
they resided in rustically mud baked huts—bursting at the seams to accommodate an
innumerable more of their kind,
Irrespective of whether they were Christ fearing Christians; or whether they were an
equally Bhagwan/Allah/Buddha fearing 'Hindus'/ 'Muslims'/ 'Buddhists' and every
other sacred tribe on earth divine,
Irrespective of whether they wholeheartedly celebrated wondrous X-Mas; or whether
they zealously indulged in the lights and colors of; 'Holi', 'Diwali', 'Muharram', 'Id'
and countless other sacred festivals of the likes,
O! Yes—Irrespective of anything and everything-On the 31st of December every
year—all of them joined hands in one insuperable mass together; embraced each
other without the tiniest of discrimination -to welcome the newest dawn of all times
—the dawn of a joyously happy new year—the first Sunrise of a magical 1st January.