Self taught from a book
Six thousand formulas and theorems, no proofs to look
Namagiri Thayar, magical formulas placed on his tongue out of dreams hazy
In a letter to Hardy he said "you will think me crazy
but if you add each number from one to infinity
you get minus one over twelve" whispers of divinity
Laying on his death bed
He corrected Hardy that said
My cab number 1729 was boring
"No not boring but a number full of information storing
It's the smallest number expressible as the sum of two cubes in two different ways"
Calculated in seconds on his death bed at his end of days
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Good write and read my friend
Thanks so much for the read and comment Norman it is always most appreciated
most welcome
Blimey .......... what a star he was .. & probably still is .. amazing regardless of whether true or not .. Neville
Thanks so much Neville for the review it is such figures that with time become Christs and Buddhas. Truth turned to myth.
This is so relatable.I used to be a Maths Teacher and often told my students about Ramanujan.Also they made a wonderful movie.The man who knew infinity.This poem is a great tribute to a great genius.I still think he was treated badly and died too young.Excellent piece.
Thank you David for your read and understanding. Hardy a most proper English gentleman, proud that he had no children and his only interests cricket and math said that this was his only romance.
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