.... he liked numbers.... they were always a part of curious thought processes which created his existence.... numbers... meant quantity... there were many things which could be quantified.... most things could be expressed in terms of numbers and logistic conclusions could be derived upon... its amazing, he thought, that things can be understood and perceived better just because you can quantify them in terms of numbers.... what would the world be, if the numbers were non-existant? would we cease to exist? not really... but then what would have happened to our understanding of the surroundings.... would we 'see' nature differently? what would happen to all the firsts.. the lasts... there would be no mathematics in school! no history may be... no economics.... hey! that means no banking... money will then no longer be a parameter in life! hmmm.... grueling-intriguing-yet totally random and stupid-thoughts, he wondered, whether it happened only to him...
he liked odd numbers.... may be he liked them bcos they were alternate.... but so were even numbers! well... it starts with a 1 always which is an odd number.... on second thoughts, it actually starts with a zero! hmm... zero, he concluded, is neither even nor odd... so what was the reason? may be they were like him... slightly odd... different...
his madness increased day by day... insanity was soon becoming his another side.... and now suddenly he is in love with the number 2... may be because he has started liking squares.... although historically he loved b3, suddenly he is now in love with b2....
his confusion knew no bounds.. but he always found solace in doing precious things.... strange was his life now.... yet beautiful!
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