I wouldn’t call myself a mathematician; I’m simply curious about mathematics, just as I am about many other things. What fascinates me most about mathematics is its well-defined nature, the way almost everything can be precisely defined. In that spirit, I attempt here to define few things I find interesting and love to talk about.
What is sorrow?
If you ask me for an one liner, I would say: "Sorrow is the futile effort to save something that either cannot be saved, or perhaps was never worth saving".
But beneath this one liner lies a profound truth about human experience. From my experience, Sorrow often does not arise merely from loss, it is born from the resistance to loss, as if we have something to lose. It is the inner struggle to hold on to what is slipping away: a relationship that has already faded, a past that no longer exists, a version of ourselves we cannot return to. What I understand is, the pain is usually not in the vanishing of the sand, but in the clenching of our fists while the sand continues to fall through.
In the end, everything we love will slip away, that is the nature of life (or probably the life itself). Ultimately, living becomes an art of letting go. The only way to stay free from sorrow is to truly grasp this: everything fades, and so will you. Knowing this to your core, you can stop clinging and simply do what you love, for in the end, both you and your struggles will dissolve into forgetting.