Days of Algebra


Complicated questions were very rude

With a “what mark” as a symbol of feud

Those were the Days of Algebra when boat of formulae was moving

And we use to be boater with pen as oar 

In search of “Hence proved” as the shore

Those were the Days of Algebra when boat of formulae was moving

Those were the Days of teachers when i was improving

BEES’ BUILDING


Beehive - honey-empty Beehive

Without sweet HUM without small bees
Melody of season absent from the breeze
Queen, honey worker those are where ?
While walking in morning with fresh air
I come across the dead bees’ building live
In Middle of spring i saw empty beehive