Why I Do Not Like Science

I expect some horrible comments.

As righty pointed by my favourite critic I dont know enough of science to comment on it.
But the choice I made, is a choice that lakhs of 16/15 year olds have to make. They too dont know enough of science to choose for or against it after the 10th standard. This is a problem we all face(d). These are my reasons:


In Dead Poet’s Society Robin Williams said, there are two kinds of professions; one that sustains life and the other that shows the beauty of life. Science is the former and I would like to be part of the latter. Truthfully, I am studying commerce- part of the former. Hypocrisy? No. The credit for that choice goes to family pressure.

I decided to leave Science when I was sixteen years old. I am eighteen now, had I to make the decision now, it would have been the same. In school science was like a buffet at a seven star hotel. It all looks delicious but when eaten it turns out to be bland and tasteless. And you wait for the desert because you know if nothing else, there will be chocolate ice cream and that suits almost everybody’s pallet. I would place the blame for this bad food more on the cook than on the one eating it. Simply because through this analogy I want to bring out that science in school is not cooked well, it is thrown into platters (books) and served to us and we look at it with fascination just as we look at food at the Taj. And when we study (eat) it, it is bland and tasteless.
These are the roots of my dislike for science.

These roots have more to do with way science is taught and less with science itself. But I think we all accept that our individual fondness for any entity be it a subject, a car or even a curtain depends largely on how we see it first. In my case it is no different.

The content.
Science at the high school level is divided into Chemistry, Physics and Biology. The extraction of aluminum, the rectilinear propagation of light and the evolution of man just don’t seem to arouse even a fraction of the exhilaration that the practioners of these processes and the discoverers of these phenomena might have experienced. My obstinate self refuses to accept knowledge which I can not feel. But hypocrisy catches up in all subjects apart from literature. Because I can not feel history, geography and accounts but I don’t seem to dislike them as much. That begs the question, why the dislike for science? The reason is simple. Science, teaches us to create, which is why I respect it. I place it up there. But every time it fails me because I can not feel it. And it’s human to dislike something a lot more if it is held in high regard and it fails you.

I know I am being unfair because I am absolving myself of at least some of the blame. If I respect science so much, I must work to achieve what I expect from it because I must serve the living of the science which seems dead.

As I mentioned in the beginning I want to be part of the profession which shows the beauty of life. Science unfortunately does not serve that purpose because it is overly factual and devoid of multiple perceptions. Except for when scientists collide over whether space is loopy or straight. I love literature. I love entrepreneurship. As a child I hoped to become a scientist and cure AIDS today I hope to become an entrepreneur and employ and give a living to those who have AIDS. Science is not bad, but it is just not good enough.