"I dont believe in mathematics"-Albert Einstein
Well said,mate,well said.
Neither do I....but for me, belief in mathematics takes a far more fundamental turn....the kind of where you debate the existence of God and Satan....but then ofcourse,these debates are based on the premise that these highly elusive guys dont show themselves,theres no proof of their existence....math,on the other hand has constantly tried(and succeeded,mind you!) to make its presence felt by being a thorn in my flesh since the past 15 years....my first tryst with the universally-hated subject(dont deny it,you hate maths as much as i do,u just put on a facade of liking it because you score well in it),came in kindergarten...i dont remember the setting well, some dull memories of a bespectacled teacher asking me to do an addition for her.....thats it....wait...i also remember a loud noise...the sound of glass hitting floor.....and my teacher later complaining to my mum about someone slapping her.....weird subjects make weird teachers,I tell you!
Its been a long arduous journey for me....15 years of maths...always trying to make some sense out of numbers...the way they combine,multiply and decrease....swirling about in hazy circles in my head...equations trying to outfox me....integral signs appearing and disappearing out of statements as if doing the devils own bidding.....derivations more complex than the almighty theory of relativity itself...maths has just about managed to rouse me up from dreamy slumber all sweaty and utterly paranoid about some famous mathematician's unsatisfied soul murdering me for scoring a measly 2/10 in the calculus test.....my hatred for maths is perhaps overshadowed only by my love for language....i used to like the sciences as well,but that was in sweet history when science textbooks consisted of paragraphs.....statements of pure logic unsupported by the crutches of lowly numbers....i prefer words,not numbers......coz as they say....numbers(or stats,whatever you want) never tell the complete story...u need words for it
Well said,mate,well said.
Neither do I....but for me, belief in mathematics takes a far more fundamental turn....the kind of where you debate the existence of God and Satan....but then ofcourse,these debates are based on the premise that these highly elusive guys dont show themselves,theres no proof of their existence....math,on the other hand has constantly tried(and succeeded,mind you!) to make its presence felt by being a thorn in my flesh since the past 15 years....my first tryst with the universally-hated subject(dont deny it,you hate maths as much as i do,u just put on a facade of liking it because you score well in it),came in kindergarten...i dont remember the setting well, some dull memories of a bespectacled teacher asking me to do an addition for her.....thats it....wait...i also remember a loud noise...the sound of glass hitting floor.....and my teacher later complaining to my mum about someone slapping her.....weird subjects make weird teachers,I tell you!
Its been a long arduous journey for me....15 years of maths...always trying to make some sense out of numbers...the way they combine,multiply and decrease....swirling about in hazy circles in my head...equations trying to outfox me....integral signs appearing and disappearing out of statements as if doing the devils own bidding.....derivations more complex than the almighty theory of relativity itself...maths has just about managed to rouse me up from dreamy slumber all sweaty and utterly paranoid about some famous mathematician's unsatisfied soul murdering me for scoring a measly 2/10 in the calculus test.....my hatred for maths is perhaps overshadowed only by my love for language....i used to like the sciences as well,but that was in sweet history when science textbooks consisted of paragraphs.....statements of pure logic unsupported by the crutches of lowly numbers....i prefer words,not numbers......coz as they say....numbers(or stats,whatever you want) never tell the complete story...u need words for it
