Zero

Dear Zero,

You are Zero. You are born into such a cruel world where everything and everyone are quantified. You are nothing more than a closed stroke of pen that always comes back to where it starts. They start to count the value from 1 to N. You are told to have no value at all, only because you are Zero.

You are Zero. In this realm of finite existence, you are simply an outcast. You cannot be a denominator, so no one shares anything with you. You do not have any correlation, so people do not help you. You are invisible in front of their eyes, so they ignore you if you are the first digit of any number with more than 1 digit. You are neither positive nor negative. You go to everywhere but belong to none. You are told to go away, only because you are Zero.

You are Zero. You choose not to be a negative number. You want to look at this life through your positive definite eyes. You do not try to fit in. You try to be something. You break through barriers and travel far away, to the realm of asymptotic, where you find another Zero and fall in love. Love is a wonderful thing. Having someone to share your life with, you will converge to infinity under this denominator, only because you are Zero.

You are Zero. You think you are so close to your happy ever after with your loved one. Unfortunately, the people of finite existence world do you wrong. They are afraid of the complicated infinity, and they want only finite moments. They, with their multivariate power, push you inside a cold square bracket, the prison so-called identity matrix where you are once again nothing. They keep reminding you about your identity, being ignored, neglected, invisible and useless, only because you are Zero.

You are Zero. One day, your true value will be recognized. People will be happy to see you just like me. You are the cure to all my headache problems. I can forget about all those troublesome parameters as you touch them. I can get the optimal values when equalize the derivatives to such a great guy like you. You are the only expectation I want to see either conditionally or unconditionally. There are people who will love you as you converge to infinity, but I love you just the way you are. My hero! My Zero!

Your biggest fan,

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21.10.2015

A quick note after EFF exam.