239 Quotes by Nikhil Parekh

Moon lending extending hand / such gravitational play/folding currents massage passion even more.

The tunnel of darkness; temporarily dislocated you; propelling you to stumble towards the ground as you frantically tried to gauge your gloomy surroundings, / Whereas the tunnel of crime stretched beyond realms of infinite infinity; with the only end being your hedonistically distorted corpse..

Dismantling weak foundations of cheap bamboo, tearing apart tin roofs from thatched hay, uprooting tree roots from deep recesses of ground

She whispered to her friends to shoo me away; which they executed with supreme efficiency; pelting me with their shoes; and whatever rotten piece of junk that came across their hands.

When I drank water in a glass of pure bamboo; the liquid looked glistening and mesmerizing under the sun.

How would the cave ever realize that it was entrenched / with divinely peace; unless and until it witnessed the / rambunctiously boisterous hustle-bustle of the city; the / unruly mobs of different tribes fighting spuriously for blood; /in the name of God?

I liked the way; in which a plethora of bamboo sticks were used to construct fortified enclosures for dwelling.

Be it in the form of a zillion molecules of whimsical deliriousness that we gave shape to; preposterously deluging every bit of the ecstatically vibrant atmosphere;

It was only when you started to insatiably expect; / that every stranger on the street would wholeheartedly smile; / altruistically enshroud each dreary aspect of your beleaguered existence with unprecedented happiness, / That it terribly hurt you; when he unsparingly abused you; / excoriating you apart like inconspicuously frigid shit; / for ostensibly no reason or plausible rhyme; instead.