A Beautiful Mind, the movie, ended beautifully — you left the
theatre with a tear or two.
But in real life, that beautiful mind
has met with such a tragic end that you read and reread the news of mathematician
John Nash’s death in disbelief.
Disbelief not because he died —
he was already 86 and not very far from a natural end — but the manner in which
he died. You expected someone like him to die peacefully in his sleep, having
lived a full life, and not getting ejected out of a speeding taxi that hits the
railing and to lay lifeless on the road.
Each year, a handful of
bespectacled scientists are chosen for the Nobel Prize: they remain anonymous
until they are named for the honour and, outside their fraternity, continue to
remain anonymous even after they have got the Nobel. It is usually the Nobel-winning
writers who get all the attention and, as far as I know, the only ones who get
to make an acceptance speech.
In other words, very few people had
heard of John Nash until 2001, when A
Beautiful Mind, a movie based on his life, released, with Russell Crowe
playing Nash. By then Nash had already won the Nobel for economics, in 1994, for
his work in game theory.
The movie’s objective was,
obviously, not to educate the public about game theory but to tell the story of
the beautiful mind behind it — the story of a man who fights paranoid
schizophrenia and goes on to make remarkable achievements in the world of
mathematics.
And to imagine the man who won a
Nobel and whose life story won four Oscars, lying on the road, lifeless, at the
age of 86. And he had just landed from Oslo ,
after collecting the $800,000 Abel Prize, one of the most prestigious awards in
the field of mathematics. What a way to die.
The only consolation is that died
with his wife, Alicia, 82. She too was flung out of the cab when it hit the
railing. The accident spared them a lonely walk to sunset, because one of them
would have certainly died before the other had they both not died together.
Very few loving couples, who have spent five or six decades together and who
would feel totally lost in case of them dies, earn that kind of an end. That
way, the beautiful mind had a beautiful ending.
Only the manner in which they
died was anything but beautiful. And that’s why Nash’s death, just as Nash’s
life, has become hot news.
After I read about the terrible
accident — on my Facebook timeline, where else — I immediately googled ‘John
Nash’. This is what Wikipedia told me: “John Forbes Nash, Jr. (June 13, 1928 –
May 23, 2015) was an American mathematician whose works in game theory, differential
geometry, and partial differential equations have provided insight into the
factors that govern chance and events inside complex systems in daily life.”
Insight into the factors that govern chance and events inside complex
systems in daily life? I guess no one, except God, if there is one, is
entitled to such an insight. Nash certainly did not have that insight when he
and his wife took the cab in New Jersey to go
home, having just arrived from Oslo .
His death, even though his life was all about complicated mathematical
equations, leaves us with a simple lesson: wear the seatbelt. Nash and his wife
weren’t wearing seatbelts.
1 comment:
I cried my heart out while watching the movie and did so today after reading news of his death.
I was a school student when the movie came out. I remember nagging my Dad to buy me Sylvia Nasar's book. Me and some friends were so influenced by Nash and Stephen Hawking then, that we read as many books on them as possible.
I was intrigued by Russell Crowe's portrayal of Nash and that Nobel Acceptance speech in the movie- You are all my reasons- always has me in tears. Rest in Peace, John & Alicia Nash.
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