This is a translation of my poem in Marathi Language.

Schrödinger’s Cat

People do inquire

When we meet

How are you

And where you are

When clearly they mean

What I, do think

Of what has happened

And happening still

In the world that is

Surrounding us

And then

Words start forming

In my mind

We are here

And even there

Warm and also

Full of hate

Busy in life

At the same time

Also lost

Gazing somewhere

Present someplace

Absent elsewhere

In truth we are like

The Schrödinger’s cat

Both dead and alive

In time and space