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Physics....


This is not gonna be a tangential lecture of the subject , but rather an insight about why I love or rather enjoy it the most.... To be make matters most clear , I must admit that I am not really good at the subject nevertheless the subject always amazes me....May its because I have a guide who is virtually a phenomenon in this field but in spite of all the hardships that I have to endure to try and comprehend the complex laws of this subject I keep falling in love with it.... The intricacies and the essence of the definitions itself make it perhaps the most realistic of all that we study today....I mean ,there is a explanation for everything.... The variety of it all, yet the unity under a single family is an added feature that we fail to see anywhere else.... This is not a tribute,to the subject for I am too insignificant for it...but just an expression of awe and worship to it all....

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Butterfly said…
Sweet post!:-)
I never liked Physics much, primarily because of those Electricity chapters. But, I loved all the Light chapters.
And, your post gives me an idea. Some day, I'll write a post about my favourite subject.
May 31, 2008 at 4:03 PM
Unknown said…
diz post rilli showz ur luv 4 da subjct.
ive alwayz luvd physics evntho im nt really gud at it....n nw im evn mor pathetic in grasping da subjct...bt itz surely a subjct dat has nvr ceased 2 amaze me! n ur tribute 2 it seemz rilli hrflt... so lykd it! :)
May 31, 2008 at 7:51 PM
Anonymous said…
hey fy6 is my favourite subject 2...
i recently discovered how much i luv d subj cuz its sumthing v gotta realize n not jus mug up...
n yes,interest in a subj does depend to a large extent on d teacher...it is indeed d most amazing subject!!
June 8, 2008 at 11:44 PM
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