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Thursday 29 April 2010

Beauty and Fun with Mathematics



1 x 8 + 1 = 9
12 x 8 + 2 = 98
123 x 8 + 3 = 987
1234 x 8 + 4 = 9876
12345 x 8 + 5 = 98765
123456 x 8 + 6 = 987654
1234567 x 8 + 7 = 9876543
12345678 x 8 + 8 = 98765432
123456789 x 8 + 9 = 987654321

1 x 9 + 2 = 11
12 x 9 + 3 = 111
123 x 9 + 4 = 1111
1234 x 9 + 5 = 11111
12345 x 9 + 6 = 111111
123456 x 9 + 7 = 1111111
1234567 x 9 + 8 = 11111111
12345678 x 9 + 9 = 111111111
123456789 x 9 +10= 1111111111

9 x 9 + 7 = 88
98 x 9 + 6 = 888
987 x 9 + 5 = 8888
9876 x 9 + 4 = 88888
98765 x 9 + 3 = 888888
987654 x 9 + 2 = 8888888
9876543 x 9 + 1 = 88888888
98765432 x 9 + 0 = 888888888
And look at this symmetry:

1 x 1 = 1
11 x 11 = 121
111 x 111 = 12321
1111 x 1111 = 1234321
11111 x 11111 = 123454321
111111 x 111111 = 12345654321
1111111 x 1111111 = 1234567654321
11111111 x 11111111 = 123456787654321
111111111 x 111111111 = 12345678987654321

Now, take a look at this...If:

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
Is represented as:
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26.

Then:H-A-R-D-W-O- R- K
8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11 = 98%

And:
K-N-O-W-L-E- D-G-E
11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+ 5 = 96%

But:

A-T-T-I-T-U- D-E
1+20+20+9+20+ 21+4+5 = 100%

THEN, look how far the love of God will take you:
L-O-V-E-O-F- G-O-D
12+15+22+5+15+ 6+7+15+4 = 101%

Therefore, one can conclude with mathematical certainty that:
While Hard Work and Knowledge will get you close, and Attitude will
get you there, It's the Love of God that will put you over the top!
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    Tuesday 13 April 2010

    The 9 pm call - a true incident

    For Leander Paes it is payback time. In June 2003, India’s most successful tennis player lay on bed diagnosed with neurocysticerosis –a paralytic brain function that took him off the tennis court. The person who helped him pull through this black period was the former World No 1 Martina Navratilova.

    She was 46 and he was 30..a 16 year age difference , but together they were conquering the world.

    They won the Australian open , Wimbledon. Their partnership spilled off court and they became very close friends .When Leander lay in the hospital , she refused to play with anyone else. Her connect ,reassurances pulled him through.

    In February 2010 , Martina was diagnosed with breast cancer .The devastated champion said “it was like my own 9/11” . Just before going public with the diagnosis she called Leander ,she did not tell him anything ..but their relation being what it has been made Leader sense the break in her voice. He called her back and when he heard the news , he was shocked …he asked her what could he do..

    She said “ you be my champion now , be my 9 pm call “.

    Leader explained that when he was bedstricken , Martina his friend would speak to him everyday ,especially every-night at 9 pm , and talk to him , ask him how he was doing . She would take a complete update . She continued this , till he was all okay for she stood behind him, with him. She was always a call away.

    Says Leander , “Now it is my turn to be her 9 pm call”

    Life turned a full circle .

    Message : In life at some time or the other , you have surely  relied on some-one close  for a long time ,  to get  that support ; be it emotional , physical , or just to be the “safety –valve “ where you felt better after speaking ,meeting ,loving , dating ,interacting ,just because that someone was there. You developed a bond…for that 9 pm call ;  knowingly –unknowingly it put you on stable ground  .

    But when the time came did you have the tenacity, patience to return the 9 pm call for as long  …till that someone got on stable ground ? ..No ?  majority   people do not .they are too busy, they forget and have too many reasons to avoid it .

    ..do you have someone who needs you to return the 9 pm call…

    Hey but did I tell you . .remember …life turns a full circle ..:)

    Saturday 10 April 2010

    The road of life ..


    The journey of life is certainly quite unpredictable with its twists and turns . In a moment it makes you happy and the next moment it throws you in a state of despair.There are moments you feel there is someone by your side and the next moment that someone just walks away ...without a  look back or a goodbye .
    One meets people , makes friends , associations , lovers ,some of them stay by and some of them walk past ..but life is strange for at times it brings back old connects Life is a journey, enjoy the ride !Life is but a stopping place,A pause in what`s to be, A resting place along the road,to sweet eternity.

    We all have different journeys, Different paths along the way,We all were meant to learn some things, but never meant to stay...Our destination is a place, Far greater than we know.For some the journey`s quicker, For some the journey`s slow.And when the journey finally ends, We`ll claim a great reward,And find an everlasting peace,

    It is captured well in the poem of Robert Hastings -

    Tucked away in our subconscious is an idyllic vision.
    We are traveling by train, out the windows,
    we drink in the passing scenes of children  ,waving at a crossing,
    cattle grazing on a distant hillside, row upon row of corn and wheat,
    flatlands and valleys, mountains and rolling hillsides
    and city skylines.

    But uppermost in our minds is the final destination.
    On a certain day, we will pull into the station.
    Bands will be playing and flags waving.
    Once we get there, our dreams will come true
    and the pieces of our lives ,will fit together like a completed jigsaw puzzle.
    Restlessly we pace the aisles,
    damning the minutes - waiting, waiting, waiting for the station.

    Sooner or later, we realize there is no station,no one place to arrive.
    The true joy of life is the trip. The station is only a dream.
    It constantly outdistances us.
    "Relish the moment" is a good motto. It isn't the burdens of today that drive men mad.
    It is the regrets over yesterday and the fear of tomorrow.
    Regret and fear are twin thieves who rob us of today. Regret is reality, after the facts.

    So stop pacing the aisles and counting the miles.
    Instead, climb more mountains, eat more ice cream, go barefoot more often,
    swim more rivers, watch more sunsets,laugh more, cry less.
    Life must be lived as we go along. …The STATION will come soon enough.
                                                                                                             .
     In fact the song of an oldie Anand also possibly captures the same essence

    Zindagi ...kaisi hai paheli, haaye ;Kabhi to hansaaye kabhi ye rulaaye ;Zindagi...
    Kabhi dekho man nahi jaage peechhe peechhe sapno ke bhaage ;Ek din sapno ka raahi chalaa jaaye sapno ke aage kaha ;Zindagi...
    Jinhone sajaaye yaha mele sukh-dukh sang-sang jhele ;Wahi chunkar khaamoshi yu chali jaaye akele kaha
    Zindagi...

    So friends 

    The tide recedes but leaves behind bright seashells on the sand
    The sun goes down ,but the gentle warmth still lingers on the land
    The music stops, but it still echoes on its sweet refrains
    For every joy that passes, and someone you miss by ,something beautiful remains , forever ....

    So watch your thoughts for they become words
    Watch your words for they become actions
    Watch your actions for they become habits..

    Thursday 8 April 2010

    Evolving karma of Communication Style

    A discussion which was taking place ..communication of emotions through technology , personally ..recapped

    The communication tools of –mobiles , chat sites , social sites viz orkut , facebook have significantly changed the way people express their emotions .

    Till a few years back when people experienced emotions , they met each other and expressed themselves –the emotions were of joy, sorrow , ecstacy ,anger , hatred , love ..but they met .

    With time cameras and cards started to take centre stage , when people started capturing emotions . A still photograph ,an archies card was a beautiful way and expressive style to keep the emotion for posterity , for ever .

    Nowadays , the greetings are expressed through and SMS , emotions expressed through chat sites , social networking sites which would have varying degrees of controls to allow some people to share those emotions and to tell the others that they are not invited .

    The technology obviously is in keeping with the times and has its advantages , viz
      • You are linked to quite a few people
      • It is also seen as a social badge by the number of friends you have
      • You can quickly tell quite a few people your opinion and exchange of information is fast
      • You can exchange emotions , photographs , long distance
      • Time is a constraint and emotions are quite a few , which can be exchanged
    But it also seems that it takes away personal connect
    • since people are ok without meeting each other
    • ecards with time ,get barred and lose their message
    • since you can exchange emotions /photographs long distance ..people avoid or do away with meeting each other  
    • Even now when I see people look at still photographs , they walk down the memory lane and the flashback brings the moments alive
    In fact in a movie “Up in the Air” people had different takes ;  but what I also saw that IT made emotions mechanical and hollow ;  there were people being fired from the web ;which took its negative toll on emotions ; In fact in the movie the girl who was the proponent of the web firing idea was dumped on phone , SMS. It only seemed to tell the  people being fired /dumped that while “ you/we  were there personally when we all needed each other  , but  now we do not need you and do not have the time to meet you and say goodbye, good luck “.. or maybe one is   not sure of what one would say and express…but this seemed somewhat incorrect …

    And I know,  cases of relationships which have had their bright moments ,ending with the partners being dumped on the phone ..

    Message : This in no means questions the fact the technology enables emotions ; in fact it only highlights that technology should not take away precious emotions .

    ..but one thing is sure there is nothing like a personalized interaction while sharing joy or sorrow , it just is more humane ..and correct for the relationship , correct for the people involved …whatever it must have been ..we owe it to the times we shared..wheel of life moves a full circle

    Monday 5 April 2010

    The mannequin

    Somewhere in Russia, in a place where the world was cold and  mercurial ; was a store famous for apparels .In the 2 storeyed store where people came and went there was also a male mannequin on the first floor. He was good to look at but was a mannequin ,a non-living statue ; he also had feelings ,but because of being where he was they were buried for years ..

    One day an angelic girl walked in. She had been newly recruited .As she climbed the stairs , the mannequin looked at her and as she passed by she looked at him. Something transpired . She somehow liked the eyebrows of the mannequin and maybe his smile .In the mornings ,evenings in her spare time ,everyday she would talk to the mannequin about herself, about things which impacted her , which used to impact her and generally. The mannequin started to feel his heart melt with her voice , her look and her presence ,but he was a statue .Somehow they both hoped the mannequin would start living .God was watching and wanted both of them to be happy ..so god whispered some words in the mannequin’s ears

    The next day as the girl was talking and held the mannequin’s hand, by magic the mannequin seemed to come alive, the fingers moved, the eyes met and the hands grasped .They were overjoyed . With time they started talking about each other’s pain , pleasure ,sharing things and also traveled whenever the store allowed the girl to take the mannequin out on a road show. The girl took great care of him, his looks, his clothes, his general wellbeing and when she felt the mannequin seemed tired she would ensure he was rested .The mannequin also started speaking , hoping and ,dreaming .A lot of talking seemed to make his throat go hoarse , the girl angelic that she was even got him medicines…and surprisingly the statue  felt his throat become better.

    The time they spent together started increasingly, but was also limited to when the girl would go home, and the store would lock the mannequin. They would feel so hurt .The relationship was strange but pristine , for unknown were the reasons the hearts came together .They also probably started loving each other more than anything else.

    As the lovely time passed, some dark clouds gathered .The store owner started becoming nasty; some old friends of the girl came in town ; the pressures and need of  worldly relationships  was also heavy on the girl, the mannequin was struggling to come out of the store to spend more time .The store owner would lock the mannequin more often ;and the girl was shifted to the ground floor .

    They both were now able to spend less and less time together, they talked less, virtually traveled less .The mannequin seemed , felt less alive .The absence of the girl , her presence ,her voice seemed to choke him. But could he express , he did ;however since he was a statue his pain was not visible .The girl was pained as well , she would still come as soon as she got free , look at her mannequin ,talk , hold hands ;but she was unable to take the mannequin with her forever .The magic words which would have set the mannequin alive forever got lost.  

    With time the girl came less , talked less.. the mannequin would always wonder , hope , wanting to see her ask her what happened , hoped that all of ok with her in the world and also felt envious of all who might want to talk to her, were able to talk to her ;would look to hold her hand .

    Gradually the girl stopped coming, hours changed to days, and days to weeks .People started observing  that probably the mannequin’s smile was replaced by a sad look and something which seemed like a permanent tear .…the mannequin remembered what Kahlil Gibran had whispered in his ears- ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation

    …the mannequin, waited and waited.. wondering if she remembered him. at all, the way he looked , his voice …he is still waiting for her; she was the only one who ever warmed his heart...and made him come alive ..

    Message from the mannequin (who did not seem to do much  )  : Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. It is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own...it is impossible to forget….kal ho na ho