A feeling,
Emotional intelligence.
I never had it,
Personally I abhor it.
I d not wish to be emotionally intelligent.
I year to be spiritually aware.
Of the rusted nuts and bolts,
The screw turns now old,
Which do not fit known paradigms,
But point,
Shameless,
To new ones.
Hardik Mahesh Vaidya.
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