Being SK

I wondered why maths is called as the mother of arts & sciences and the language of the nature. Last night I got a little clue why. I’ve been reading the much famed book, ‘The Da Vinci Code’ lately (oh yes, I am reading an English novel!!). And found this very interesting piece of info, about the number PHI (1.618….) . PHI is an irrational number like PI( 3.142..). It is derived from the fibonacci series. The ratio, or proportion, determined by PHI is known as Divine proportion or the golden ratio (1:1618).

Now here is the amazing thing about PHI, in Dan Brown’s own words (excerpts from the book),

“Plants, animals, and even human beings all possessed dimensional properties that adhered with eerie exactitude to the ratio of PHI to 1….“

“PHI’s ubiquity in nature, clearly exceeds coincidence, and so the ancients assumed the number PHI must have been preordained by the Creator of the universe. Early scientists heralded onepointsixoneeight as the Divine Proportion….”

“All of you. Guys and girls. Try it. Measure the distance from the tip of your head to the floor. Then divide that by the distance from your belly button to the floor. Guess what number you get…..”

“Want another example? Measure the distance from your shoulder to your fingertips, and then divide it by the distance from your elbow to your fingertips. PHI again. Another? Hip to floor divided by knee to floor. PHI again. Finger joints. Toes. Spinal divisions. PHI. PHI. PHI. My friends, each of you is a walking tribute to the Divine Proportion…..”

Sounds strange? But it is actually true. I tried it myself and the numbers I got were approximately equal to PHI.

While googling to find out more on this, I found a site http://goldennumber.net/ dedicated to this. It has an intersting Theology for PHI. The site claims Fibonacci series & PHI appears in human body, animals, plants, DNA, solar system, art & architecture, music and population growth.

 The saying, “Nature’s great book is written in mathematics” by Galileo seems to be right. Mmm kanakku thaan ellam kanakku thaan!!!

 Cheers!!!

I got this as a forward mail and incidentally this is appraisal time for me….

There was a contest in to write a fictional story for 500 words max which wud start with the line “On a dark and foggy night, a small figure lay huddled on the railway tracks leading to the Bangalore station”

This is the award winning story !!!!! I donno who wrote it…. But it’s fabulous…

On a dark and foggy night, a small figure lay huddled on the railway tracks leading to the Bangalore station. At once I was held back to see someone in that position during midnight with no one around. With curiosity taking the front seat, I went near the body and tried to investigate it. There was blood all over the body which was lying face down. It seemed that a ruthless blow by the last train could have caused the end of this body which seemed to be that of a guy of around my age. Amidst the gory blood flow, I could see a folded white envelope which was fluttering in the midnight wind. Carefully I took the blood stained envelope and was surprised to see the phrase “appraisal letter” on it. With curiosity rising every moment, I wasted no time in opening the envelope to see if I can find some details about the dead guy. The tag around the body’s neck and the jazzy appraisal cover gave me the hint that he might be a software engineer. I opened the envelope to find a shining paper on which the appraisal details where typed in flying colours. Thunders broke into my ears and lightening struck my heart when I saw the appraisal amount of the dead guy!!!!! My God, it was not even, as much as the cost of the letter on which the appraisal details were printed…. My heart poured out for the guy and huge calls were heard inside my mind saying “no wonder, this guy died such a miserable death”… As a fellow worker in the same industry , I thought I should mourn for him for the sake of respect and stood there with a heavy heart thinking of the shock that he would have experienced when his manager had placed the appraisal letter in his hand. I am sure his heart would have stopped and eyes would have gone blank for few seconds looking at the near to nothing increment in his salary.

While I mourned for him, for a second my hands froze to see the employee’s name in the appraisal letter… hey, what a strange co-incidence, this guy’s name is same as mine, including the initials. This was interesting. With some mental strength, I turned the body upside down and found myself fainted for a second. The guy not only had my name, but also looked exactly like me. Same looks, same built, same name…. it was me who was dead there!!!!!!!! While I was lost in that shock, I felt someone patting on my shoulders. My heart stopped completely, I could not breathe and sprung in fear to see who was behind……… splash!!! Went the glass of water on my laptop screen as I came out of my wild dream to see my manager standing behind my chair patting on my shoulder saying, “wake up man. Come to meeting room number two. I have your appraisal letter ready”.