Skip to main content

42

Numbers make a vast eternal ocean that one can dive deep into, to end up spending a lifetime but still not done with these intriguing elements.


Today, I came across a very interesting story associated with the seemingly ordinary number 42.

Four decades ago, American author and satirist Douglas Adams set the world on a frenzy with his eccentric but interesting answer to the question penultimate - life, the universe, and everything. What do you think the answer would have been? None other than the ordinary number 42.


The number 42 has ever since posed a vast opportunity for research for puzzled mathematicians, scientists and geeks alike. If Adams says the number 42 could unlock the secrets of the universe, it boils to the question - Why does specifically the number 42 hold the secret behind the universe?


This still has so many netizens scratching their heads and debates without an absolute answer, even after almost two decades post his death. Many actually came up with what they thought could be the answer to this baffling question.

Although it is reported the author himself had said,"The answer to this is very simple," Adams said. "It was a joke. It  had to be a number, an ordinary, smallish number, and I chose that one.  Binary representations, base 13, Tibetan monks are all complete  nonsense. I sat on my desk, stared in to the garden and thought 42 will  do. I typed it out. End of story.", so many other people like me find it quite interesting. So, like any other intrigued kid would, I wanted to interpret this in my own way. (lest this question haunt me and keep me up at night)

My interpretation is that this phenomenon of 42 can be interpreted in infinite ways.

Of Adams' answer, I perceive 42 to be merely another representative of the answer behind life, the universe and everything (such as the case in infinity, where the lemniscate is used to represent the infinite value), for there is no such ultimate secret of the universe. Life, the Universe and everything has no defined definition. There are so many ways to interpret these phenomena. Anything can be considered the answer.

I also think zero could be the actual value of the Universe. The Universe has remained undefined, for everyone has a definition of their own. A spoiled brat and a child stuck in poverty might not define life the same way. In other words, life and the Universe does not have definition into which all aspects can fit.

The value zero can be achieved through infinite equations. It is nothing but still everything, unquantifiable, nothing on its own but adds value to everything, obvious but still perplexing. The same can be applied with the Universe. 

While nothing more than a joke remains in this question, feel free to let me know how you interpret it. 


To know more about this hilarious accident, search Google for the answer to life, the Universe and everything.


Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Splendid Sisters! 👧👧

Hi guys! The person who embraced my successes and adversities, the one who always gave me a quick tickle and who made me realize the purpose of life is whom I want to share about today. Dear reader, if you are an elder brother/sister to a younger sister, you should consider reading this. Most elder siblings resent their younger sisters due to their drama-queen attitude. That does happen, a sister can be a brat sometimes. But, you know what? They can be heavenly blessings. They are cherubic sweet little angels, ready to bless your day and mine with a captivating smile (and no sister can be as sweet as mine, I bet!) who are ready to sacrifice anything for the defence of yours. Even if they have to take the second pick, they (almost) never protest. My sister is no less. She is classy, cool, carefree, hardworking, ideal and witty, the perfect figure of the today's independent modern woman's characteristics. She has an unbelievable ability - she can maintain size zero with...

My Quiet Hours Doodling

(Doodle by author) Those strokes hold some power over my soul. Every stroke of black ink on the paper carries my flow of zen. I feel my zen flowing through the bold lines of ink, as it seeps into the thin paper and leaves an imprint on the next page, like a faint footprint of time on a page left unwritten, a sliver of the blank pages of the future. I feel my throbbing anger, roaming curiosity and emotion trapped within drain from my veins and flow out like ink. It calms the raging storm within, liberates the compressed frustration, when emotion and doubt cloud my sight, when I cannot quite find answers to questions within. I let it take form. I let my mind and soul wander on paper, and they imprint traces of great wars fought in turmoil. I let the strokes clash into one another; some overshadow others, some lie far apart. Yet, the raw self cannot bear rules. I let the imperfections rule the paper, and that is what makes me raw, real and human. In the end, the wild strokes embrace and I...

On New Revelations : My COVID-19 Story

The past couple of months have been a roller coaster ride. Several things had come tumbling down for me all at once - a nervous breakdown, the death of a very dear loved one, and now, testing positive for COVID-19.   How it has been   Day 1 was not by any means forgiving: I almost collapsed the moment I got out of bed, with fever, chills, severe dizziness and a flashing headache. The virus had caught me off guard and already begun wrecking my body. I remember feeling optimistic at first, that this was just exhaustion was taking a toll on me (for the previous week I had been working long hours) then slightly apprehensive as my brother tested positive the very next day.  I remember making a casual joke on testing positive right before taking my test. But then, two days later, I found myself going to bed with racing thoughts and mixed feelings - I had just received my results. That night was probably among the most anxious I've spent in my life. The first few days were the r...