“The Square Root of 3″ - Kumar Does It Again
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I watched “Harold and Kumar: Escape from Guantanamo Bay” a few days ago. Cool movie, though not as awesome as “Go to White Castle” one. But one thing that I liked was the poem that Kumar (Kal Penn) recites in an attempt to woo back her love by embarrassing himself more than he had embarrassed her (Yes, you can see such situations only in H&K movies 
). The poem is actually written by one “David Feinberg”. And it may sound too geeky or lame to most normal people, but then again, we all know that I ain’t no normal fella. So, here it goes for your consumption (People who skipped maths in school might want to chew on a few appetizers first):
I fear that I will always be
A lonely number like root three
The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic
I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three
As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer
We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed
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August 5th, 2008
as a poet and a mathematician, this is one of my favorite poems/scenes.
you wouldn’t, by chance, happen to have the poem that dewayne wayne read to on a different world, would you?
August 5th, 2008
Sorry damon, I never saw that show..but i just did some digging and it seems interesting..will mail u if i come across the poem somewhere..
August 12th, 2008
She’s always been a challenge to me
From our very first hello
I pursued this woman of mystery
Determined she would not be a puzzle to me
I soon found comfort in her complexity
I look into her dark and smoky eyes
Admiring her angles and curves
Her elliptical lips
She divides men from boys
Adding and subtracting hearts
Until alone I stand, heart in my hand
She is mine
Solve for x, my first love.
August 12th, 2008
@Heather: Nice one.. Is that your own creation (or is it the one by dwayne wayne that damon was asking about)?
August 13th, 2008
Iota Subscript by Robert Frost
Seek not in me the big I capital,
Not yet the little dotted in me seek.
If I have in me any I at all,
‘Tis the iota subscript of the Greek.
So small am I as an attention beggar.
The letter you will find me subscript to
Is neither alpha, eta, nor omega,
But upsilon which is the Greek for you.
September 6th, 2008
The mind of poet cum mathematician combo is returning unique & interesting results!
October 15th, 2008
Reading this, brought-in memories abt one I wrote sometime back:
http://www.ranjhith.com/thrattle/u-i/
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