One day the Creator of the world,
His box of magic charms unfurled,
And looking at His magic easel and brush,
Wished to create a form worth a blush.
He wanted it to be a perfect man,
Beyond the brilliance of any mortal plan,
One whose single glimpse could cast a spell,
One whose presence could mean all's well.
He started by sketching the soulful eyes,
And made sure their depth would inspire sighs,
Then He fashioned the ethereal smile,
And couldn't stop smiling Himself for a while.
The divine visage was etched out perfectly,
Such that no mortal face could be made so adeptly,
He then carved out each adorable feature,
Each nuance and expression to outshine nature.
He sculpted the lithe torso with a chisel divine,
An elegant form that would make damsels pine,
A ruffle of lustrous hair on the blessed head,
"Who wouldn't love him?", He smilingly said.
God created a voice from the depths of oceans,
And gave it the power to ignite emotions,
Placed it in His beloved angel's throat,
And a destiny to conquer hearts He wrote.
He now placed His hand on His own golden heart,
And poured its sweetness into the sculpture's heart,
He touched the bowed head of His favourite Son,
And thereby turned him into a priceless one.
Finally, He breathed life into the adorable form,
Giving him a soul pure, honest and warm,
And holding him close to the Divine Heart,
He blessed him a beautiful journey to start.
And so Harshad lives upto his mission on earth,
Spreading happiness, warmth, love and mirth,
Making us live, smile, hope, adore and pine,
For his matchless character and his form divine.
So when he shows us the pristine beauty of love,
I know he is an angel sent from the heavens above.
When to the rhythm of his footsteps my heartbeats run,
I remember even God has fallen in love with this special one.