Author Archives: tattwamasiamrutam

Do you remember the last time, you told her, that you miss her? Because, I don’t. She gave us life, and breath, And yet in the daily chorus, in phones and emails, we forget. Before, I spoke, She knew I had something to say, May be a lot to say and yet she didn’t ask.Continue reading “Mother”

I walked, Until I could walk no more, sat down under a tree out of necessity rather. With grace; the giant tree looked upon me, smiled over me with its dry leaves, And gave me cover. Tiny seed it was once, Buried deep it was, into the veins of mother Earth, To find its trueContinue reading “A tree”

“What is patience but an equanimity which enables you to rise superior to the trials of life?”. It has been more than 70 years since Dr. Osler opened his famous address at the University of Pennsylvania with these lines. Every now and then we come across tales of endurance, which glorify and celebrate the humanContinue reading “Exhume the fire”

The open math book faced the sky. The girl sank her face down: now only mother earth could see her tears. For an umpteenth time, she had scored the lowest mark in math. After the ridicule and verbal thrashing of the math teacher, it was the time for her parents and private tutor to joinContinue reading “Voice from inside”

“I can’t do this. This seems to be a problem of class-9 or class-10. I am in class-8”. This is how our conversation started in the interactive camp (kids and their teachers from all over Odisha attend this camp to have fun with Mathematics), which is currently being held in IMA, Bhubaneswar.  I was talkingContinue reading “There is no spoon.”

Source: Selling Dosas and Public Policy!

Recently, someone asked me to describe the process of acquiring knowledge. Now that I am home, having returned after nine months, every other person who knows me, comes home to ask me about America and her ways. Of all the questions, this one was least expected. I said a few words only to realize thatContinue reading “Knowledge”

“No one can build you the bridge on which you, and only you, must cross the river of life.”

The word “New” has magic in it

After entering, I saw an Old man in his late 60’s sitting inside the classroom. It was Measure Theory class. “Mathematics is a young man’s game”-writes G.H.Hardy in his book “A mathematician’s Apology”. I dwell upon these words for some seconds. During the introduction, he said that he was not supported by the department andContinue reading “Number”