Treasure Island

Palas Kumar Ray

(India)

Mathematics In Life, Of Life


'You can leave it
but Math will not leave you'
-something like this
I said to my daughter
while choosing her subjects
for higher school studies.

Middle class fathers know
how to feed bitter pills
to obedient daughters.
They do it, because they know
their babies will have to pass
in every Mathematics of life.

She would have chosen
subjects of Arts
and not even Commerce
unless her father
would have
guided her to proper direction.

This is her father who knows
how many hurdles
she will have to cross
to win the shield of a job in life.
Subjects need be aptly chosen
and Arts can be deferred.






© Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved.

Submitted: Thursday, March 27, 2014
Edited: Saturday, June 07, 2014

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