I saw, I tried, I waited; it never came to me. Later I saw that times had changed. It was hard, but I had to change too. I had to let go.
The world is a better place if you know the tricks to mathematics and science. If you know that 2,4 Dinitrophenylhydrazine can separate carbonyl compounds from the rest. If you know that a projectile fired at 45 degrees to ground reaches the farthest. You can differentiate rates of change and integrate to calculate the continuous sum of functions.
You freak people out by making TNTs in the backyard. That is from a 98 percent concentration of fuming nitric acid, added to three times that amount of sulphuric acid and (in an ice bath) adding glycerine—drop-by-drop—with an eye dropper to get nitro-glycerine (which works better) than pounds of TNT. This is all to say that logic and knowledge are respected everywhere. If you master them, you can tame the world.
While at the edge, I opened my eyes and embraced the cool wind that had been calling me since an hour. I didn’t know if it was a great height, but it would surely qualify as a life-taking bungee. I would not have waited before taking the leap of death. The delay was due to a mirror in the grey skies. I swear I saw it, and I saw my reflection too. It was so clear, so vivid.
How It Started
Maths, physics and chemistry were my speciality. I had grown in a world of four dimensions—geometrically, logically, intellectually and ‘actually’. Differential equations and linear algebra were my allies. I could solve daily life problems in specs of a second.
