there was a time i was dumb at it,hated it, was scolded a lot, n even cheated,got thrashed from all my teachers. god,it was a hell to pass this subject,what is it all n how do people do it.that was a commonly dreadful subject, mathematics.
it was around 8th i started developing the undrstanding of it,just too pass, but gradually it turned more into an infatuation,though truly speakin it was a matter of prestige fr me to get marks in it but i din study it for that,rather due to my all pervasive careless attitude,i seldom got the highest,that did hurt me, but i always loved it,i bought books to learn it n was fascinated about number theory n such things.these were abstract.i din knew at that time that i'l always yearn for knowing the abstract.it was a real love for me n still is.but my father wanted me to become a doctor,n rather somewhere i too was not clear of the fact that 'do i have any preference?', so i took biology,n the so called best shool at that time could not be generous eough to give me maths alongside, so i took comp,this was a subject quite close to maths,i had fair programming skills n something but actually that has never been my love.time has passed n i don think i have any academic love remaining.perhaps i still love numbers anyways.
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