Dipayan Mukherjee

I was born on one sunny or rainy day, about nineteen years ago. Since then I am a little confused.

The confusion was begun when I was admitted to Patha-Bhavana, the Tagore's experimental school. The tall gentle man with long hair and white bread was a stylish genius so was his project. It says that talents of all kinds are found here scattered here and there; you just have to realize the inactive genius in you and have to have some high level intellectual dosages in order to activate it. But alas! It was obviously my fault that I was never able to give a drive in myself and find my hidden-treasure-like genius-ly quality. At first I thought that my driving was not good. But later I suspected that the hidden-treasure theory was not applicable for everyone. So days passed over, and there was no sign of would-be genius in me.

My friends were all talented, at least enough to be a genius in next days, at least enough to make me thing so. Some of them were extremely educated that they never got less than twenty in twenty in maths, so no doubt in the future they would rock the world by proving just mathematically the Newton's laws, by tracing 3 or 4 errors in Einstein's papers, or just by giving a rough idea about the existence of fifth dimension in the nature. My one old friend always used to have a screw driver in his pocket; whenever he got a chance he opened others' iPods calculators or videogames. May be some of our friends were annoyed, but I think his philosophy was high: very small sacrifices in the name of science. He must build a Carnot's Engine and prove the second law of thermodynamics a faulty one.

Still confused... Poor me!, I passed school certificate and pre degree exams ( aka madhymik and uchchamadhymik) down hearted because unlike my friends I failed to find my talent even studying in Patha-Bhavana where ...

I have to continue my study or my family would have rejected me. I choose physics as my honours subject. It is surely not a surprise or I should say that I choose physics in a negative manner?

Chemistry is nothing but an alien thing to me. I like mathematics but it did not like me. Floras and faunas are good to see but not so good to study, so I rejected biology. Not English and Bangla because I like story books but not so willing to post-mortem them in the exam papers. History students should have a strong quality to memorize bundles of notes, which I never had. I can't show dishonour to Freud and Aris