by KHOULA GOHAR
(PAKISTAN)
I SAW A LITTLE MAN WITH A LONG MUSTACHE MOVING HERE AND THERE,
IN HIS MIND'S MATHS EACH AND EVERY SUM IS CLEAR,
HE IS NOT EVEN AFRAID OF THE CRUEL FORMULA,
HE SOLVEs IN SECONDS THE TERRIBLE EQUATION OF DE-MORGAN'S LAW,
HE DRAWS A FINE CIRCLE ON A BOARD WITHOUT TOOLS,
AND IN HIS HAND, WE SEARCH FOR A COMPASS LIKE FOOLS,
FOR OUR CONFUSIONS HE'S A TERMINATOR,
SIR JABBAR IS OUR LITTLE CALCULATOR,
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