(written on 29 June,2009)

Life is very steady

and cool now-a-days,

as I can clearly see

in this beautiful eve

of this mid-summer time,

with all trees dressed in green

and breeze gently blowing

and me, relaxing on a couch

with a can of beer

held in my  hand,

in the green-lash-lawn

of my expensive home

named 'A village in Rome'.

And in a more precise way

I'm well settled ,well established

as people say,in my life;

with a caring beautiful wife

and with three kids,all prominent

in their professional life;

and I myself being

a white-hair professor

of particle physics

at Cal Tech,must be

 a man of content

as say all of 'em.

But I think,I better feel

that life is trapped

on a smooth straight track,

teaching and studying

and researching no less

to extract and convey

the laws of nature

at its base.

But to be honest and frank,

I really now

hear the calls

of those days which I have left

at my undergraduate;

when I had not yet collapsed

down to a single lady,

when in every week

I would kiss

hundred lips,sour and sweet;

when I did not have

my source of salary

and yet I would manage

to earn enough

to take three girls,at least

through Friday to Sunday

to the nearest bar

and then to the bed

in my suite,single-roomed.

I  really see those days

inviting me again into them

when I was'nt defined

as a man of Physics,

rather I was there,everywhere

in all aspects of life

with equal enthusiasm

to explore life

from all its' sides.

And surely that time

I was somehow different a man

a non-linear combination

of all possible diversities

that I could have become.

Today,in this twilight time

with a can of beer

held in my hand

relaxing on the couch

in the green-lash-lawn

of my expensive home

named 'A village in Rome',

I feel like twisting time

towards the past

and become

that 'fun-in-fucking' guy

Again.