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Sunday, April 11, 2010

The theorem song

Ages back I had watched a movie called Maine pyar kiya. Surprisingly, I had liked it at that point of time, but then, when I had a second view a few years later, I felt quite embarrassed at having liked it earlier. I'm still confused as to why I had liked it; apparently everyone has his low moments.

Anyway, the film had a nice song, the tune shamelessly nicked from I just called to say I love you. I was in Class VIII when I had first heard of this song, and with time, it kept reminding me of the thousands of theorems and axioms I had to prove in my illustrious (okay, that was an exaggeration) career.

It was like someone had to prove the title of the movie: Maine Pyar kiya. How does one go about this? First, needs to plan a method to proceed. So, the thinking procedure starts...
Aate jaate, haste gaate, socha tha maine man mein, kahin baar...

Now you start collecting data:
Woh pehli nazar, halka sa asar, karta hai kiyun is dil ko beqaraar?
The approach is perfect. You collect bits of information, and you start questioning yourself why after acquiring all kinds of facts. Data, query, conclusion should be the attitude after every step.

And then,
Rukke chalna, chalke rukna, na jaane tumhe hai kiska intezaar...
See what I meant?

And now that we've mopped up the data, it's time to realise that all bits of information lead to only one point, are we that close to the proof?
Tera woh yakeen, kahin main to nahin?
More of that. Pick a bit of information and check whether it's relevant to the problem. I wish I was this methodical.

Now I'm getting quite sure of the fact that I've proved this:
Lagta hai yahi kiyun mujhko baarbaar?
This is when someone, ages back, had shouted Eureka!... the data has been acquired, the conclusions have been drawn and compiled, and the proof is in sight.

Yes, I think I've possibly proved it, I'm not sure, though.
Yahi sach hai, shaayad, maine pyar kiya.
Shaayad is the keyword here. Apparently the problem needs to be thought over for some more time.

The decisive conclusion cometh:
Haan haan, tumse, maine pyar kiya.



  1. jibone ektu romanticism er dorkar achhe re e kothata ar kobe bujhbi?oi gaan ta shei phele asha romanticism er i abhash dae.ami to tor moto oto grey matter store korini tai oi gaan ta akhono amay shei aki bhabe nara dae jamon class viii e ageo bolechhi na ei gaan gulo ke niye ei bhabe surgery korbi na?

  2. Awwm, er, umm... it's complicated, no?!!?

  3. I m poor in mathematics..:( tai comment korte parlaam na...khoma kore dish..:D

  4. Sob Emotion k logic diyea explain korle kintu enjoy kora jaina. khub intellectual lokera tai average emotion k ekdom enjoy korena.

  5. an analytical mind always a analytical mind
    is it?????

    or is it "X" which itches you??????

    2 points from the post & both on the same word "Shaayad"
    it takes a lot of conviction if not commitment to come out of "Shaayad mujhe pyaar hain"
    aar Statistics er prothom practical e ASN bollechilen "hypothesis may be rejected/accepted likho... amra kokhonoi absolute hobo na. Probability 1 theoretically possible practically na"

  6. electrifying, shortlyApril 26, 2010 at 10:17 PM

    This is the kind of bhaaT that floats us economists' and statisticicans' boats. As I mentioned previously, Armpits Rearranged points out that the "haan haan" part sounds like robustness checks -:)