Hey all!I’m back with my next poem, titled “Numerical Stew”. This isn’t meant for maths lovers or mathematical students, rather, it’s a simplified and fun(I hope so) way to explain the evolution of the number system that we all know and use in our daily lives π Enjoy!*Maths is fun,Full of riddles,You can enjoy,Play and piddle.But what truly drivesThe mathematical brain?The base of “Calculations”,Done with such pain?I present you numbers,The gears at play,That help us thinkThe mathematical way.First came the numbersOne,two and three;Then four,five and six,Oh my!I’m on a spree!These cute ‘lil babiesWere named “Naturals”,Kept by the then math idols.Although not mathematical.But then came our friend,Aryabhatta of Pataliputra,Presented us with “Zero,Thus began a new era.So where was this placed?Hence created a new lineOf numbers, named “Whole”,A solution just fine!But a bit while later,The world was awestruck,For there arrived a legendWho left us dumbstruck!The number line requiredSome serious upgrades,For a new problem aroseWhen integers were made.If you’ve a couple bucks,And promise one three,How best can ye solveThis wee difficulty?And so was offeredA wondrous way out,A system of negatives,A marvel,without doubt!So the number line wentBoth left and right;So mathematicians beganTo see the light.Ah, I wish it stopped there,But more trouble pounced!Once more, the big shotsWere utterly trounced.If you’ve a cake,And four friends awaitTheir rightful share,Be there an answer straight?The numbers needed tweaking,And so arose fractions!With numerators and denominators,Our temporary salvation.Decimals, the next stepIn some maintenance done,The world happy once more,Mathematicians had won.Not long after dawnedA legend who confoundedPythagoras himself,With a problem profound.What’s the square rootOf the number two?They worked and worked,And landed in stew!The answer ne’er ended,The digits kept stacking!Once more, our mathsReceived a spanking.Irrationals, as they’re called,Can’t be expressedIn a fractional form,As caused distress.Although Hippasus drownedFor his unfortunate discovery,Of the transcendental troubles,They ne’er shook free.These numbers ne’er couldAppear as answersTo problems of logic,A spot of bother.Transcendental numbers,That’s what they’re called.Left many a professorUtterly appalled.So here we are now,At the very end;With a bunch of brainsTorn and rent.These little resultsWere grouped with othersTo form the setOf real numbers.And so I conclude,With a sigh and a phew,For having got outOf the numerical stew!*

-The Forgers of Fantasy

P.S: I’m sorry if it’s a bit lengthy π but well, its such a long story!

P.P.S: This is the third poem written, as part of my series of poems on different branches of mathematics. You can look them up here:

https://theforgersoffantasy.art.blog/2021/08/23/a-greenhorns-introduction-to-lord-trigonometry/

https://theforgersoffantasy.art.blog/2021/08/24/a-greenhorns-guide-to-lord-calculus-the-cataclysmic/

For more such poems,refer The Forgers of Fantasy

very cute!

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it was so nice to read it!! well done!

beats and beats. finally out of the stewπ

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β€ Kunjal, thanks! β€

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this was fun; I think you’ve covered everything π

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