Stormy

It is just four days before our exams begin. So, as usual, my mind is stormy, Going crazy with sums and facts and myths. While a part of my brain is trying to sing and dance, A compass inside is drawing circles and bi sectors. The other part of my mind is trying to solve algebra (like a detective). During all this time, I’m juggling with the colonial era and the world wars, While in one place, nanotechnology peels graphene from graphite. Like a tornado, yards of poetry swirl all over my head, Trying to get it all in order. I make 50-100 questions a day, While turning a 7 page long lesson into a 1 page long note. It’s quite like a hurricane to study so hard, About until 11 o’clock at night. But it’s well worth it. 11/11/2018