There is no justice in this world, rightly said. All these times, I crib about how scientists and insane people like me who can change the world, are not getting their due attention.

So I am correcting this for my darling—my laptop. I am not with a woman right now, so I call it darling right now, otherwise I usually come up with an ad-hoc name that is far better than darling.

“Oh my darling, how I craved for non-factual forgone conclusion; how you have given a meaningful vision to my life when I was forsaken, yet, as cruel as a bitch who deserts a man, I failed to recognize your place in my life, because you don’t have a soul? I’m sorry my darling, it was me, when you’re working day in day out for me; I am surrounded by this manic world which calls itself real.”

As I get more correct—“don’t you think I don’t value you– it’s just this crazy world, but I am guilty and I will make it up to you by making love to you. If it was not for you, I would make such a terrific waste, when the various opposites were fighting with each other, it was you, yes my darling, it was you who made me understand the synonyms.”—thank you.

While I wondered about being imprisoned by life, my darling has always provided freedom. While world has always curbed my natural instincts, my darling has allowed me to be as expressive as a child can be. Programs of study, forms of controversies, references from the world, it has taken me places. In fact, I don’t even feel sane when I am not in front of my darling. No, no, don’t take me wrong, it is not because “I like this because I don’t like something”—it is one of things because you just like it, not because it is better, not because it is the only one–it is because of the unconditional love, which it showers upon me.

One of my numerous fantasies in life is to do things that don’t lead to consequences (causal determinism). My darling allows me to do that exactly. I don’t have to worry about lot of things when I am in front of it; I can’t think  of many things which allow me do that. Yes, call that ignorance, but it is just for once, I am allowed to blissful, it is that time, this time, when I am in front of you.

So I promise—

I will love you more than I should,

More than I otherwise would,

Sometimes, more than I could,

Will sit in front while eating food,

Because you’re so good.

Get out of the way, it’s my darling dude

Sometimes, I am in front of it nude

Enter button, I will never be rude

Programs, less will I keep queued

Always will come to you, when I am un-clued

My death I wish, will, be like a rood

Your presence—what I collude

Your presence—makes my mood

You are reality, you are Sigmund feud

Will me never you I elude

Interlude, attitude…..you will be the one always wooed

“Oh my darling….” Ok, if you say this is drama, then I will stop it, because your command is my desire Un-queued.