I am living a confused life.
for sometimes the people,
force me to remember Kritima-
my long lost love,
and ignite back few lines of bad poetry.
the people have used the silly girl Nikita,
as a psychological vector against me,
and I don’t know why,
Was it to reignite physics and mathematics,
or insanity again?
People say I am emotionless,
I am heartless and soulless.
I guess it’s true.
For almost four months,
I am living a very decent life,
and lots of audiences are enjoying it.
Some may be clapping, laughing,
singing, jumping and even be dancing,
probably because I can’t feel.