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“I love you on & on…”.
We smiled in bemusement at this strangely phrased reassurance from our daughter.
We always knew that all children have a lateral ability to create proprietary phrases and explanations that simplify abstract concepts & complex theories......Concepts & theories they consciously know nothing about.
But this sentence still sounded bizarre.
“What do you exactly mean Anoushka ?” I probed…..with an induced frown to accentuate curiosity.
She recovered from an initial pause & responded, “You told me that numbers go on & on…and that universe goes on and on……I too love you on and on and on, OK ?”.
Aha moment it was!!
My only regret ?
I wish I had met a teacher like her, when, like all growing kids, I was struggling with my own existential questions on love, life, death, nature, universe, and god.
……Someone who could so effortlessly explain to me the meaning of boundlessness
.…..Someone who could drive home that love - like infinity - is indeed an undefined concept.
……Someone who could pull me out of my insecurities and convince me that love is not a finite quantity........Nor is it a zero-sum game.
That if you subtract any bit from anything infinite you are still left with enough of infinite.
I too love you on & on & on…. darlings !
On a slightly different note - Mumbai’s Prithvi Theatre is celebrating a month long festival on Mathematics through plays, workshops, school visits, etc., starting today.
We plan to attend a critically acclaimed British production on “The Man who knew Infinity” - C Ramanujan, early next month.
No, NOT as inquisitive individuals. But as proud parents of “a girl who knew infinity”. And helped us understand it too.
We smiled in bemusement at this strangely phrased reassurance from our daughter.
We always knew that all children have a lateral ability to create proprietary phrases and explanations that simplify abstract concepts & complex theories......Concepts & theories they consciously know nothing about.
But this sentence still sounded bizarre.
“What do you exactly mean Anoushka ?” I probed…..with an induced frown to accentuate curiosity.
She recovered from an initial pause & responded, “You told me that numbers go on & on…and that universe goes on and on……I too love you on and on and on, OK ?”.
Aha moment it was!!
My only regret ?
I wish I had met a teacher like her, when, like all growing kids, I was struggling with my own existential questions on love, life, death, nature, universe, and god.
……Someone who could so effortlessly explain to me the meaning of boundlessness
.…..Someone who could drive home that love - like infinity - is indeed an undefined concept.
……Someone who could pull me out of my insecurities and convince me that love is not a finite quantity........Nor is it a zero-sum game.
That if you subtract any bit from anything infinite you are still left with enough of infinite.
I too love you on & on & on…. darlings !
On a slightly different note - Mumbai’s Prithvi Theatre is celebrating a month long festival on Mathematics through plays, workshops, school visits, etc., starting today.
We plan to attend a critically acclaimed British production on “The Man who knew Infinity” - C Ramanujan, early next month.
No, NOT as inquisitive individuals. But as proud parents of “a girl who knew infinity”. And helped us understand it too.
