Srinivasa Ramanujan was born in Namakkal, a village,
Proud till date of its rich heritage,
It is the birthplace of many a legendary wonder
And Ramanujan for one added to its splendour.

His early education began at the Town High School,
And unlike other children he did not play the fool,
He passed out with a scholarship recognition
And enrolled into college with a mark of distinction.
Though in his subject he could play mischievous tricks,
He was a total disaster in his academics.
Try as he might all the more,
A degree evaded him as he failed to score.

As a clerk he was appointed at the Madras Port Trust
But away from numbers he could never rest.
He scribbled all over in his mysterious tongue,
By then almost a year had run.
Meanwhile to Cambridge in writing he had rendered,
One twenty theorems he had solely discovered,
For long their recognition he did not win,
It took time to uncover the genius in him.
From then a friendship was formed in name
Between Ramanujan and Hardy of English fame.
He sailed to England to accompany his mate
And was heartily welcomed in glorious state.
For six years then his work was hard,
A degree in Trinity his grand reward.

Alas! it was fate that made to him clear,
An end to him was sadly near,
He returned to Bombay to a warm reception
Considered no less a standing ovation.

In his thirty three years he had cast a spell,
When they will be solved none can tell.
To people all over it has become a whim
Whether they will see another likeness of him.
An encounter of his works can never be written,
In numbers forever he will remain the titan.
It’s in belief that they wait from dusk till dawn
For yet another Ramanujan in this land to be born.