Partial Differential Equations

The other day I met a professor
of partial differential equations
in the offices of an Indian Consulate.

He looked depressed, very sad.
Perhaps the equations governed his life
and made him partial to the pleasures of life.

No pleasure he felt in drinks or women,
the lust for life had left his heart,
no interest he had in music or art.

No wander lust to go to places for fun,
no desire to lie down on a beach in sun,
no time for laughs or any pun,

partial differential equations were only his fun.
I began to wonder if the differential operators
of equations operated on neural nets in his head

and sucked fully the sap of his life,
making him a robot of some kind,
on partial differential equations to thrive.