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Occam’s Razor!
Poem
Upon asking a WH question to Mom
When I was a kid
She would readily respond
Without batting an eyelid
Why do we exist, and why do we die
When would I be happy, and how would that happen
What’s the purpose of life, and does that matter even
And she would always point a finger towards heaven
I asked her once how I top the exams
She looked up and said- study hard
But Mom, the teacher sucks, and maths I don’t understand
She looked up and said again — study hard
I had so many questions
But she always had an answer
And I am sure she never knew
the existence of Occam’s razor
If there is no necessity
Don’t fall prey to a plurality
Nature has easy answers
It follows either parsimony or simplicity
Used in quantum mechanics
and in the theory of special relativity
The stationary action principle
And as a heuristic in chemistry
