I struggled with weird phobia of facing the Math exams when I was in high school. Once I reached college, I decided to kick my mental block and did something very adventurous…insane is probably the right word to use here.
While choosing subjects for my 2 year intermediate course (11th & 12th) I decided I would take up the subjects I most struggled with. I picked Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry as my main subjects and Sanskrit as my language choice. My dad wanted me to become an engineer so I was attending the engineering entrance prep classes from 5-8AM every day for the entire 2 year period. That gave me enough opportunity to improve my Math ability. While I had to work hard for Math, I completely enjoyed Physics and Chemistry. I still do to this day. Though I could not get in to Engineering, I started to take interest in mathematics.
For my 3 year graduation course, I took up Chemical technology which had Mathematics and Statistics to continue the metal-block kicking and Computer Science because I was drawn to it. Chem-tech was part fun and part pain. There were times when i cursed myself for electing the subject. I tasted failing in a subject that I loved for the first time. I failed in “Mass Transfer Operations-2” and had to re-take the exam. I fell short of the required 40%. I made a terrible mistake by attempting only 40% of the paper. My mind went blank that day when I saw the question paper (not that I was under prepared...I’m still trying to figure out the reason). I tried hard to think what was on the black board behind Mrs. Lalitha (the prof who took MTO-2 classes the entire semester) but I could not visualize it...all that came to my mind was the stupid comments and pranks we played in her class. It was a shame....nobody fails in MTO-2 its one of the core subjects.
I went on to do my Post graduation in Analytical chemistry. Chemistry had been my favourite subject ever since high school. It kind of gave me peace after a hectic math class. Once I started to work, life wasn’t easy. I learnt a lot during this phase, the most important lesson being I am not a super woman and that realization was hard to handle. My day started at 4:30 every morning and ended at 8:00 in the evening. I did not have time for anything else...at times when i met my friends few used to say they joined salsa classes or they were taking guitar lessons....damn I wish I could take some time out for something like that. I love to sing and dance...my training in Indian classical dance form ended abruptly due to demanding curriculum and cut throat competition. I’ve always been a decent singer , though I did not have any kind of formal training I managed to sing well...but sometimes its frustrating when you know that you are a wasted talent.
It feels great to see Y have the natural ability with numbers (which I did not have) and his knowledge in music was an added bonus.This means two things 1) Someone up there must love me a lot for giving my better half (may be that’s the reason he’s called the “better” half) the exact same gifts that I badly wanted. 2) Y has his list of battles I guess.....I like the first point better J
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