The Man Who Counted Malba Tahan
THE MAN WHO COUNTED A Collection of Mathematical Adventures MALBA TAHAN 1 A MEETING OF THE MINDS Of the amusing circumstances of my encounter with a strange traveler on the road from Samarra to Baghdad. In the name of Allah, the All Merciful! My name is Hanak Tade Maia. Once I was returning, at my camel’s slow pace, along the road to Baghdad after an excursion to the famous city of Samarra, the banks of the Tigris, when I saw a modestly dressed traveler who was seated on a rock, apparently resting from the fatigue of the journey. I was about to offer the perfunctory salaam of travelers when, to my great surprise, he rose and said ceremoniously, “One million, four hundred and twenty-three thousand, seven hundred and forty-five.” He quickly sat down and lapsed into silence, his head resting in his hands, as if he were absorbed in meditation. I stopped at some distance and stood watching him, as if he were a historic monument to the legendary past. A few moments later, the man again rose to his feet and. in a clear, deliberate voice, called out another, equally fabulous number, “Two million, thirty and twenty-one thousand, eight hundred and sixty-six.” Several times more the strange traveler rose and uttered a number in the millions, before sinking down again on the rough stone by the roadside. Unable to restrain my curiosity, I approached the stranger and, after greeting him in the name of Allah, asked him the meaning of these fantastic sums. “Stranger,” replied the Man Who Counted, “I do not disapprove of this curiosity that disturbs the peace of my thoughts and calculations.
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