When he didn't have a job, an old man introduced him to a job; after he got a job, his boss discovered his talent in mathematics and recommended him to the mathematician Hardy; fortunately, Hardy was also willing to Acknowledging his talent, he helped him get to Cambridge, England.
It was Hardy who, in those war years, helped him avoid being drafted into the army, helped him to do research with peace of mind, encouraged him, and finally helped him win the status of a researcher at Trinity College. For Ramanujan, it was a lifetime of glory.
Of course, as a scholar, I think he is not a vain person. His happiness comes more from the excitement of his own success and the recognition of his achievements.
Of course, during this time, he experienced loneliness, both in life and academically; he also experienced racist bullying. Just lucky like him, he still has math, and his mentor.
Such a mathematical genius died soon after his thirties. A pity, a pity. Not to mention the loss of mathematics, from my feelings, the most is the sigh of the fragility of life.
However, is his death a natural disaster? Can I only feel that he unfortunately got tuberculosis?
In my opinion, not really.
He came to London alone, supported by his love for mathematics, his belief in auspicious goddesses, and the support of his new wife.
Speaking of which, her wife must be mentioned. Soon after the wedding, she faced the departure of her husband. But she is big, she believes in her husband's talent, although she doesn't know how to write at all. She supports him to leave to go to the other side of the sea to find his dream and to use his abilities.
Relatively speaking, her mother-in-law, Ramanujan's mother, did not support her son's departure at first. Although, I can understand the limitations of her thinking, as a lost husband and only one son. I understand her desire to have her son by her side, but from my sentiments, I'm willing to attribute most of Ramanujan's death to this old woman.
At first, she was reluctant for her son to go to England, but he went anyway. She then took out her anger on her daughter-in-law. She didn't give her a good face, she hid the letter written by her daughter-in-law to her son. These hidden letters not only made the daughter-in-law disappointed with her son, but also made his son lose the only warm comfort in loneliness.
If she hadn't hid the letters, her son would be spiritually comforted and good for his health; if he hadn't hid the letters, her daughter-in-law might actually have been able to go to England and be by her son's side , take care of his daily life. Then things might be much better.
Well, I do not deny that I may have resentment towards his mother, after all, the old man is a little too much towards his daughter-in-law.
However, I think that there are more human factors during this period than the envy of talents.
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