Everything in his life was getting quantified
He loved numbers, this trend was justified
He used various fitness apps on his phone
What motivated him were numbers, and numbers alone-
Of calories consumed, steps walked, miles ran
To improve his life, he numerically tweaked his plans-
To subtract calories, add physical activities, some more
No wonder he had not been as fit in the days before
These apps came in his life- the hegemony of numbers extended
To other aspects of his life, his academic success depended
On the “number” of citations his papers had received
His TED talks were viewed by many, the number of views were perceived
As indicators of success in an era of short spans of attention..
Each day he would scan his social media profiles with some apprehension
To see how many likes his posts, professional and private had received
The numbers could drive his spirits up and down indeed
He continued to count his “successes”, continued to go higher
On the professional ladder, numbers propelling him like fire..
He felt invincible, until out of the blue, one day
A sharp pain in his side stopped him, took his breath away
He had a serious illness for which treatment was initiated
Now all the counts, all the numbers were relegated
To the back of his mind, as he lost count completely
Of drugs, hospital visits, blood draws to which he subjugated meekly
At one point it seemed his days were numbered on this earth
That’s when he realized numbers had no worth..
Miraculously, the tide turned and he made a slow recovery
Getting back to a normal life was indeed a luxury
It took such hardship for him to realize
That the numbers that had been important in his eyes
Were meaningless, when quality of life was poor
Quality was better than quantity, of this he was now sure..