Chapters 2009

"May I come in" , said Ron and started walking in after a moment's delay.The delay was perfected by his regular visits to Cherole. He liked to discuss out of course material with her, after his daily classes got over.

"Ma'am, today, Jack, you know the-hairy-guy, looked you up on google. Though he had other reasons to do so, I happened to take a peek at the results, when I found this." He pushed a stack of unclipped printouts, fresh from the printer, forwards. The top page had the image of a Black Swan with a red-orange beak which connected right to its eyes. The swan looked oddly out of the ordinary.

"Oh, right , and you bring this up because...", said Cherole , with a smile , which suggested that she already knew the answer.

"Well obviously, because I am interested in knowing more about it."

"Okay", the smile changing its form into a normal smile, as if the answer was not exactly what she was hoping for, but she was still eager to discuss more about it.

"I was confused when I saw your name with this picture 'coz I know that you are not a biologist. Then I read a little and understood that it was related to statistics and I grew no less surprised. I was interested in reading more about it, but then when I can hear it from you yourself, why bother with the print", said Ron as a last non technical remark, half knowing that instantly from the next statement , they would jump directly into a discussion on Black Swan.

"It was all Mr. Nassin Taleb's idea, a brilliant brilliant man. He was one of those who are scientists, poets, story tellers and philosophers at the same time.I just applied his idea to physics..."

An hour spent on the discussion made Ron have a new perspective on the world. That is what new concepts do. And with Ron's ever questioning brain the discussion entered newer depths.
For Cherole, it reminded her of the only other person with whom she once had a similar discussion. She owed the paper to him as much as she did to Mr. Taleb.

"I need to spend some time thinking on it myself. It was an honour to hear it from you Ma'am"
and Ron started to leave. He had barely reached the door when Cherole proposed,

"Ron, what are your plans tomorrow night?"

"Ma'am?" uttered Ron , surprised at what just happened.

With a teasing smile, Cherole replied, "I meant, would you be able to join me to the ceremony . I forgot to tell you that this is the paper for which , I am being considered for the prize".

"Of course I will and I knew"