Mathematical Fever Dreams

The mathematical version of "I'm not like other girls." Hardy's over there impressed by his own basic math, while Ramanujan is contemplating whether to even bother explaining where those formulas came from. The best part? Ramanujan literally dreamed up some of his most groundbreaking formulas because the goddess Namagiri whispered them to him in his sleep. Meanwhile, the rest of us need three cups of coffee just to remember the quadratic formula. That notebook is the mathematical equivalent of finding Shakespeare's first drafts written on cocktail napkins—pure genius with zero explanation. No wonder Hardy's mind is blown; mine would need reconstructive surgery.