A breakup letter…

Dear Mathematics,

Having spent more than 8π years (8pi = 25.142857) with you, I have come to realize that our equations are completely disjoint from each other and our lines can never intersect. You are an infinite set, your limit tends to infinity and my knowledge isn’t proportional to your harmonic progression in complexity.

I have tried several permutations and combinations to understand you but everytime your beloved variable, x, decieves me by changing it’s own value. Moreover, the cousin of x, another notorious brat named Θ (theta) keeps poking me from all angles with its three weapons, sin, cos and tan. Come on, this sec-C (sexy)!

Talking of sec-c (sexy), I agree that you have some very sensual curves. Sometimes I find myself attracted towards your sinusoidal waveforms, but I must admit that I am tired of running around in circles and polygons. This kind of running around is increasing my mental pressure logarithmically.

Having said all this, you must have understood by now that I am tired of you and want to differentiate my life from yours. All I wanted from you were a few integers and real numbers but your expectations were too high and you have immensely burdened me with all your arithmatics, geometries and calculii.

I salute all those souls who gave up their life trying to understand you. Starting with your grandpa, Aryabhatta, several precious lives were lost in trying to understand your mysteries. Gauss, Pythagoras, Fourier, Laplace, Fibonacci and Maxwell are just a few of the martyrs. But I am NOT going to be a martyr. I dont give a damn. I dont care whether x is a real root or imaginary root. And I don’t care if the tip of the arrow up your backside is an isosceles triangle or equilateral triangle.

Goodbye forever!
Frustrated Student

New page: Somethings Personal

Times spent in contemplating over life. Times spent in penning down the sparks created due to short-circuits inside the human brain. Times spent in lonely train journeys, times spent thinking about the happy moments that passed, times spent in jotting down whatever came to mind on to a notepad. This’s my personal space and only few people access this space.

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