Even before I could open my lips; he had already
decided what was I going to speak; the synchronized
order in which I would utter each word,
Even before I could hoist my foot; he had already
decided which portions of earth I would tread on; the
intricate path I would weave towards victory,
Even before I could open my wardrobe; he had already
decided the garments I would adorn; the most minuscule
of attire I would use to engulf myself lavishly from
head to toe,
Even before I could let my mind loose; he had already
decided my dream; the exotic fairies that I would
perceive floating delectably in the colossal Universe,
Even before I could manipulate my fingers; he had
already decided what I was going to write; inundate
countless sheets of blank paper with incomprehensible
verses of pure literature,
Even before I could open my eyes; he had already
decided what I would sight; profoundly admire all the
enchanting things that he had evolved in this world,
Even before I could turn the pages of the textbook; he
had already decided the route of my career; the
ensemble of degrees and accolades which I would be
bestowed upon in this lifetime of mine,
Even before I could feel hungry; he had already
decided the food I would consume; the morsels of
sumptuous fruit I would masticate in relish in order
to appease my gluttony,
Even before I could contemplate time; he had already
decided the hour which I would blissfully sleep; the
hour which I would be as awake as the vivaciously
chirping bird,
Even before I could lift color; he had already decided
the exquisite shapes I would embody on the canvas;
capturing the spell binding beauty of the gargantuan
gorge with the rustic strokes of my bushy paint brush,
Even before I could raise my hands to fight; he had
already decided the unsurpassable territories that I
would conquer; the number of diabolical demons which I
would trample with the Herculean strength circulating
in my arms,
Even before I could strain my ears; he had already
decided the sounds I would hear; the infinitesimal
voices of tinkling feet that would flood my soul with
unprecedented happiness,
Even before I could love; he had already decided the
girl whom I was going to marry; the woman who would
make my life; in all respects solid and blissfully
complete,
Even before I could pray; he had already decided the
wishes I would ask for; the things I desired to
fervently posses by my bedside,
Even before I could start to work; he had already
decided the color of my sweat; the amount of effort I
would have to put in; in order to metamorphose all my
dreams into veritable reality,
Even before I commenced from my dwelling; he had
already decided the places I would frequent; the roads
I would transgress in the course of my adventurous
expedition,
Even before I could admire my reflection; he had
already decided the supremely dainty contours of my
face; the perfect physiognomy that a human could ever
have been endowed with,
Even before I could take my last breath; he had
already decided the space in heaven which I would
occupy; the balance and equilibrium of all the good
and bad that I had committed on this earth,
And even before I could take birth; he had already
decided the number of breaths I would take in this
life; the actual and exact path it would take; the
real route of my destiny…
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.



