Showing posts with label Statistical. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Statistical. Show all posts

Sunday, October 10, 2021

World Mental Health Day and Statistics

Today is World Mental Health Day. 


Recently, I stumbled upon an engaging visualization representing the increase in the 'deaths of despair' due to the pandemic. Here is a link for the same.

Do use the arrow icons to get more information. For example, in one of the panels, you can play around the different levels of 'mental health care', 'employment status', and 'social connect' to see the effect of these variables on the number of deaths of despair.

In recent years, the overbearing use of social media has been cited as one of the leading causes of mental health issues. This is because so many of us, at one point or other, have felt jealous of someone else, looking at their lives on social media. But, as students of statistics, we must remember that the data on social media are the classic example of data 'missing not at random'. 

What is meant by that? 

We all have heard the problem of missing data in statistics and how it can affect our conclusions. There have been many developments in the field of probability and statistics about handling missing data. However, most of these focus on the data  'missing completely at random'. 
On the other hand, what we see missing on social media is not at all random. We see hundreds of stories of weddings, new cars, new jobs, new babies, family picnics, festivities and whatnot. But we rarely see things like breakups, divorces, job losses, prolonged illnesses, infertility struggles, piled up debts on these platforms, even though these could be happening to the same people. 
So, as statistics students, let us remember that the grass always looks greener on the other side because the data are missing not at random. 

and here is another example of 'data missing not at random', ironically, received thanks to the social media ЁЯШО 



Wednesday, March 5, 2014

рд╕рдлрд░ рд╕ंрднाрд╡्рдпрддेрдЪ्рдпा рд╡िрд╢्рд╡ाрддीрд▓ - рей


резрепреиреж рд╕ाрд▓рдЪ्рдпा рдЙрди्рд╣ाрд│्рдпाрддीрд▓ рдПрдХ рдиिрд╡ांрдд рджुрдкाрд░. рдХेрдо्рдм्рд░िрдЬ рд╡िрдж्рдпाрдкीрдаाрдЪ्рдпा рджिрдЧ्рдЧрдЬ рдк्рд░ाрдз्рдпाрдкрдХांрдкैрдХी рдХाрд╣ी рдоंрдбрд│ी рдЖрдкрд▓्рдпा рдХुрдЯुंрдмाрддीрд▓ рд╕рджрд╕्рдпांрдмрд░ोрдмрд░ рдЪрд╣ा рдкीрдд рдЧрдк्рдкा рдоाрд░рдд рдмрд╕рд▓ी рд╣ोрддी. рддिрддрдХ्рдпाрдд рдЙрдкрд╕्рдеिрддांрдкैрдХी рдПрдХा рдмाрдИंрдиी рдХрдкाрдд рдЪрд╣ा рдЖрдзी рдУрддрд▓ा рдХी рджूрдз рдпाрдиुрд╕ाрд░ рдЪрд╣ाрдЪी рдЪрд╡ рдмрджрд▓рддे рдЕрд╕ं рдордд рд╡्рдпрдХ्рдд рдХेрд▓ं. рдЬрдорд▓ेрд▓ी рд╕ाрд░ीрдЪ рдоंрдбрд│ी рд╡िрдж्рд╡ाрди. рдд्рдпाрдоुрд│े рдХाрд╣ींрдиी рдПрдХूрдгाрдд рдоिрд╢्рд░рдг рддेрдЪ рдЕрд╕рд▓्рдпाрдиं рдХ्рд░рдо рдмрджрд▓ूрди рдХाрдп рдлрд░рдХ рдкрдбрдгाрд░ рдЕрд╢ी рдЯिрдк्рдкрдгी рдХेрд▓ी. рдЕрдЪाрдирдХ рдПрдХ рдХिрд░рдХोрд│ рдЕंрдЧрдпрд╖्рдЯीрдЪा рддрд░ूрдг рдкुрдвे рдЖрд▓ा. "рджुрдзाрдд рдЪрд╣ा рдУрддрд▓ा рдЖрдгि рдЪрд╣ाрдд рджूрдз рдУрддрд▓ं рддрд░ рдЪрд╡ीрдд рдлрд░рдХ рдкрдбрддो рдХी рдиाрд╣ी рд╣े рдк्рд░рдпोрдЧ рдХрд░ूрди рддрдкाрд╕ूрди рдкрд╣ाрдпрд▓ा рд╣рд╡े " рдЕрд╕ं рдд्рдпाрдиं рд╕ुрдЪрд╡рд▓ं. рд╕рд░्рд╡рдк्рд░рдердо рдд्рдпा рдмाрдИंрдиा рддрдпाрд░ рдЪрд╣ाрдЪा рдПрдХ рдХрдк рджेрдКрди рддो рдХोрдгрдд्рдпा рдк्рд░рдХाрд░े рдмрдирд╡рд▓ा рдЖрд╣े рд╣े рдУрд│рдЦрдг्рдпाрд╕ рд╕ांрдЧाрдпрдЪं рдЕрд╕ं рдард░рд▓ं. рдк्рд░рдд्рдпрдХ्рд╖ाрдд рджोрди्рд╣ी рдк्рд░рдХाрд░рдЪ्рдпा рдЪрд╣ाрдЪ्рдпा рдЪрд╡ींрдордз्рдпे рдХाрд╣ी рдлрд░рдХ рдирд╕рд▓ा, рддрд░ी рдЕंрджाрдЬाрдиे рдЙрдд्рддрд░ рд╕ांрдЧूрди рддे рдмрд░ोрдмрд░ рдпेрдг्рдпाрдЪी рд╢рдХ्рдпрддा релреж рдЯрдХ्рдХे рдЖрд╣े. рдд्рдпाрдоुрд│े рд╣ा рдк्рд░рдпोрдЧ рдПрдХाрдкेрдХ्рд╖ा рдЬाрд╕्рдд рд╡ेрд│ा рдХрд░ाрдпрд▓ा рд╣рд╡ा. рд╢िрд╡ाрдп рдмрдирд╡рдгाрд░्‍рдпाрдиं рд╕рдордЬा рдоिрд╢्рд░рдг рдиीрдЯ рдврд╡рд│рд▓ं рдиाрд╣ी, рддрд░ рдд्рдпाрдЪा рдкрд░िрдгाрдорд╣ी рдЪрд╡ीрд╡рд░ рд╣ोрдК рд╢рдХेрд▓. рдд्рдпाрдоुрд│े рдЕрд╢ा рдкрд░िрд╕्рдеिрддीрдд рд╕рдЧрд│े рдХрдк рдЕрдЪूрдХрдкрдгे рдУрд│рдЦрдг्рдпाрдЪी рдЕрдкेрдХ्рд╖ा рдХрд░рдгं рдЧैрд░ рдард░ेрд▓. рд╣े рдХрдк рдХोрдгрдд्рдпा рдХ्рд░рдоाрдиं рджिрд▓े рдЬाрдд рдЖрд╣ेрдд, рдпाрд╡рд░рд╣ी рдЪрд╡ рдУрд│рдЦрдгं / рди рдУрд│рдЦрдгं рдЕрд╡рд▓ंрдмूрди рдЕрд╕ू рд╢рдХेрд▓. рдпा рд╕рд░्рд╡ рд╢рдХ्рдпрддांрдЪा рд╡िрдЪाрд░ рдХрд░ूрди рдд्рдпा рддрд░ूрдг рд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░рдЬ्рдЮाрдиं рдХिрддी рдХрдк, рдХोрдгрдд्рдпा рдХ्рд░рдоाрдиं рджिрд▓े рдкाрд╣िрдЬेрдд рдЖрдгि рдЦрд░ंрдЪ рдЬрд░ рдЪрд╡ीрдд рдлрд░рдХ рдЕрд╕ेрд▓, рддрд░ рдХिрдоाрди рдХिрддी рдХрдк рдЕрдЪूрдХрдкрдгे рдУрд│рдЦрддा рдЖрд▓े рдкाрд╣िрдЬेрдд рдпाрдЪं рдЧрдгिрдд рдоांрдбрд▓ं. рд╣ा рддрд░ूрдг рд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░рдЬ्рдЮ рдо्рд╣рдгрдЬेрдЪ рдЖрдзुрдиिрдХ рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ाрдЪे рдЬрдирдХ рдо्рд╣рдгूрди рдУрд│рдЦрд▓े рдЬाрдгाрд░े рд╕рд░ рд░ोрдиाрд▓्рдб рдлिрд╢рд░. рдпाрддूрдирдЪ рдкुрдвे рдлिрд╢рд░ рдпांрдиी “Design of Experiments (DoE) & Analysis of Variance (ANOVA)” рдпा рд╕ंрдХрд▓्рдкрдиांрдЪा рд╡िрдХाрд╕ рдШрдбрд╡ूрди рдЖрдгрд▓ा.

рдЖрдЬ рдмрд╣ुрддेрдХ рд╕рд░्рд╡ рдХ्рд╖ेрдд्рд░ाрдд DoE & ANOVA рдпा рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ाрддीрд▓ рддंрдд्рд░ांрдЪा рдоोрда्рдпा рдк्рд░рдоाрдгाрд╡рд░ рд╡ाрдкрд░ рд╣ोрддो. рд╢ेрддाрдд рдХोрдгрдд्рдпा рдк्рд░рдХाрд░рдЪं рдЦрдд, рдХिрддी рдк्рд░рдоाрдгाрдд рд╡ाрдкрд░рд▓ं рддрд░ рдЙрдд्рдкाрджрдиाрдд рд╡ाрдв рд╣ोрддे рд╣े рдард░рд╡ाрдпрд▓ा рдпाрдЪ рддंрдд्рд░ाрдЪी рдорджрдд рд╣ोрддे. рдЕрдиेрдХ рд╢ेрддांрдордз्рдпे рдПрдХाрдЪ рд╡ेрд│ी рд╣ा рдк्рд░рдпोрдЧ рдХрд░ाрдпрдЪा рдЭाрд▓्рдпाрд╕, рдк्рд░рдд्рдпेрдХ рдаिрдХाрдгрдЪ्рдпा рдоाрддीрдЪे рдШрдЯрдХ рд╡ेрдЧрд╡ेрдЧрд│े рдЕрд╕рд▓्рдпाрдоुрд│े рдЦрддाрдЪ्рдпा рдкрд░िрдгाрдоांрдордз्рдпे рддрдлाрд╡рдд рдЬाрдгрд╡ू рд╢рдХрддे. рд╣ी рддрдлाрд╡рдд рджूрд░ рдХрд░ूрди рдЦрддाрдЪा рдкрд░िрдгाрдо рдЕрдЪूрдХрд░ीрдд्рдпा рдоोрдЬрдгं, рд╡ेрдЧрд╡ेрдЧрд│्рдпा рдЦрддांрдЪी рддुрд▓рдиा рдХрд░ूрди рдд्рдпांрдЪी рдЧुрдгрд╡рдд्рддेрдиुрд╕ाрд░ рдХ्рд░рдорд╡ाрд░ी рдард░рд╡рдгं рд╣े рд╕рдЧрд│ं рдпा рддंрдд्рд░ाрдж्рд╡ाрд░े рд╢рдХ्рдп рд╣ोрддं. рдЬी рдЧोрд╖्рдЯ рдЭाрдбांрдмाрдмрдд рдШрдбрддे, рддीрдЪ рдоाрдгрд╕ांрдЪी. рдо्рд╣рдгूрдирдЪ, рдирд╡ीрди рдФрд╖рдз рдмाрдЬाрд░ाрдд рдЖрдгрдг्рдпाрдкूрд░्рд╡ी рдХрд░рдг्рдпाрдд рдпेрдгाрд░्‍рдпा рдЪाрдЪрдг्рдпांрдордз्рдпेрд╣ी рд╣े рддंрдд्рд░ рдоोрда्рдпा рдк्рд░рдоाрдгाрдд рд╡ाрдкрд░рд▓ं рдЬाрддं. рдк्рд░рдд्рдпेрдХ рд░ूрдЧ्рдгाрдЪी рд╢ाрд░ीрд░िрдХ рд╕्рдеिрддी рд╡ेрдЧрд╡ेрдЧрд│ी рдЕрд╕рд▓्рдпाрдоुрд│े рдФрд╖рдзाрдЪा рдкрд░िрдгाрдорд╣ी рдХрдоी-рдЬाрд╕्рдд рдк्рд░рдоाрдгाрдд рджिрд╕ूрди рдпेрддो. рдд्рдпाрдоुрд│े рд╕ाрдзाрд░рдг рд╕рдоाрди (рд╡рдп, рд▓िंрдЧ, рд╡рдЬрди, рдЖрдЬाрд░ाрдЪी рд╕्рдеिрддी рдЗрдд्рдпाрджी) рдк्рд░рдХाрд░рдЪ्рдпा рдоाрдгрд╕ांрд╡рд░рдЪ рдПрдЦाрдж्рдпा рдФрд╖рдзाрдЪी рдЪाрдЪрдгी рдХेрд▓्рдпाрд╕, рддे рдФрд╖рдз рдЗрддрд░ рдк्рд░рдХाрд░рдЪ्рдпा рд╡्рдпрдХ्рддींрдордз्рдпे рдк्рд░рднाрд╡рд╢ाрд▓ी рдард░ेрд▓ рдпाрдЪी рдЦाрдд्рд░ी рджेрддा рдпेрдд рдиाрд╣ी. рд╢िрд╡ाрдп рдирд╡ीрди рдпेрдгाрд░े рдФрд╖рдз рд╣ाрдиीрдХाрд░рдХ рддрд░ рдиाрд╣ी рдиा (Side Effects) рд╣े рдард░рд╡рдг्рдпाрд╕ाрдаी рджेрдЦीрд▓ рдк्рд░ाрдпोрдЧिрдХ рд╕्рддрд░ाрд╡рд░ рдХिрдоाрди рдХिрддी рд▓ोрдХांрдиा рддे рджिрд▓े рдкाрд╣िрдЬे, рд╣े рдпा рддंрдд्рд░ाрдж्рд╡ाрд░े рдард░рд╡рд▓ं рдЬाрддं. рджोрди рдФрд╖рдзांрдЪी рддुрд▓рдиा рдХрд░ाрдпрдЪी рдЭाрд▓्рдпाрд╕ рддी рдФрд╖рдзे рдЬ्рдпा рджोрди рдЧрдЯांрдиा рджिрд▓ी рдЬाрддीрд▓, рддे рдЧрдЯ рд╕ाрдзाрд░рдгрддः рд╕рдоाрди рдЧुрдгрдзрд░्рдоांрдЪे рдЕрд╕ाрдпрд▓ा рд╣рд╡ेрдд. рдпाрдоुрд│ेрдЪ рдЕрд▓िрдХрдбрдЪ्рдпा рдХाрд│ाрдд, рд╕ौंрджрд░्рдпрдк्рд░рд╕ाрдзрдиांрдЪ्рдпा рддुрд▓рдиेрд╕ाрдаी, рдПрдХाрдЪ рд╡्рдпрдХ्рддीрдЪ्рдпा рдбाрд╡्рдпा рд╣ाрддाрд▓ा рдПрдХ рдЖрдгि рдЙрдЬрд╡्рдпा рд╣ाрддाрд▓ा рджुрд╕рд░ं рдХ्рд░ीрдо рд▓ाрд╡ूрдирд╣ी рдЪाрдЪрдг्рдпा рдХेрд▓्рдпा рдЬाрддाрдд. рд╡ेрдЧрд╡ेрдЧрд│्рдпा рдк्рд░рдХाрд░рдЪ्рдпा рд╡ेрдЧрд╡ेрдЧрд│्рдпा рдЖрдХाрд░ाрдЪ्рдпा рд╕рдоूрд╣ांрд╡рд░ рдХेрд▓ेрд▓्рдпा рдпा рд╕рдЧрд│्рдпा рдЪाрдЪрдг्рдпांрдордзीрд▓ рдкрд░िрдгाрдоांрдЪी рддुрд▓рдиा рдХрд░ूрди рдд्рдпाрд╡рд░ूрди рд╕ाрд░्рд╡рдд्рд░िрдХ рдиिрд╖्рдХрд░्рд╖ рдХाрдврдг्рдпाрдЪं рдХाрдо рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ाрддीрд▓ рд╣े рддंрдд्рд░ рдХрд░рддं. рдЕрд╢ा рдк्рд░рдХाрд░े рдЬिрдеे рдЬिрдеे рдо्рд╣рдгूрди рд╡िрд╡िрдзрддा рдЖрд╣े, рддिрдеे рддिрдеे рд╣े рддंрдд्рд░ рдЙрдкрдпोрдЧी рдкрдбрддं.

Sunday, February 9, 2014

Back to Blog...

It has been really long, since I wrote...Dec-Jan is generally the most inspiring month for me (& probably for many young academicians like me) as it's a conference season. That's why, this blog also started in January, when I was overwhelmed by one such motivating experience. This year-end & New-year was no exception. It started with the alumni meet at our Department, where we actually got to meet many alumni about whom we had heard a lot; from our seniors as well as teachers. It was more like a family reunion for our ilk. Then came the conference to mark International Year of Statistics & Diamond Jubilee of our Department. Listening about Huzurbazar, Fisher and many more like them was really an interesting experience. 

Aurangabad Caves
After a while, we went for a conference at my Hometown. Visiting Aurangabad Caves, Panchakki after about 12-13 years was a refreshing experience. I had almost forgotten the beauty of these places. Getting to meet some old & new conference pals was as expected a nice experience. 

Then came a trip to Hyderabad, which was an unforgettable journey as we got to meet a living legend in Statistics, Prof. C. R. Rao. We got to talk to him and got a signed copy of his autobiography. This was really enthralling. The gallery at the C R Rao Institute was also worth visiting. We also got to meet some non-statisticians doing great work in Statistics. Getting to see the museums at Hyderabad was a pleasing by-product.

The latest in this series was a trip to Nashik for a national workshop. The journey to Nashik and the stay there were both amazing as I got to listen to many amusing anecdotes related to Statistics and Statisticians. It was really illuminating to see how even simple statistical tools can help us in real life.

Getting to meet so many great people has lengthened my wish-list. Let's see how many of them, I can  fulfill...


PS: Special thanks to Deep & Richa for their great company and lovely snaps...

Saturday, June 29, 2013

On the Occasion of Statistics Day

Year 2013 is being celebrated as the ‘International Year of Statistics’. Since 2007, India started celebrating 29th June as the National Statistics Day. Most of us are scared of the numbers and the formulae that constitute the subject of Statistics. But, if used wisely these dreadful numbers and formulae can simplify the solutions of many real world problems. In fact, this has been proved many times even in the Indian context. At this juncture, I remember an incidence dating back to 1947. Our country was rejoicing at the newly acquired independence. However, at the same time, due to partition, some areas had a riotous situation. Red Fort in New Delhi was occupied completely by the refugees. Government had given the contract of providing food to these refugees to some contractor. But no one knew the actual count of refugees. As a result, the contractor took advantage of the situation and provided a huge bill. Due to explosive situation, it was almost impossible to enter the red fort and take the actual count of people. So, everyone was puzzled. At that time, a statistician named Dr. J. M. Sengupta came up with an interesting idea. Salt was the cheapest item among those foodstuffs. So, the contractor knew that he wouldn’t earn much by inflating the quantity of salt. Dr. Sengupta decided to use this knowledge. He estimated the average amount of salt consumed per head in the Indian families and used it to estimate the number of refugees inside the Red fort. This method was tested on another smaller colony of refugees and it was found to give accurate results. As a result, Statistics was useful in detecting the fraud.

The basic paper in Statistics “Ars Conjectandi” was written by Jacob Bernoulli, 300 years ago. This year also marks the 250th anniversary of the discovery of Bayes' theorem, which is useful in many fields. As a result around 124 countries and 2040 organizations all over the world have joined hands to celebrate this year as the International Year of Statistics. Special efforts are being made to increase the awareness about Statistics. The M.Sc. Statistics course in the University of Pune was started 60 years ago. So, to commemorate both these special occasions, Department of Statistics has planned various activities throughout the year and the concluding ceremony of these year-long celebrations will be held during an International conference and Alumni meet which would be organized in December 2013.

29th June is the birth anniversary of Dr. P. C. Mahalanobis, who is considered as the father of Statistical thinking in India. He played a major role in formation of policies regarding industrialization and economic planning in India. His work on sample surveys received a worldwide recognition. Indian Statistical Institute established in 1932, under his guidance has been continuously producing many statisticians who went on to achieve name and fame in the various fields of Statistics. An important Statistician from Maharashtra is Dr. P. V. Sukhatme. His work on hunger, malnutrition is noteworthy.

One more statistician who became famous world-over is Dr. V. S. Huzurbazar. Department of Statistics in the University of Pune was founded by Dr. Huzurbazar. He did his Ph.D. from Cambridge University and returned to India. He devoted all his energies for the growth of this newly established department thereby proving his mettle as a good administrator as well. He was awarded the coveted Adams Prize by Cambridge University. His work was efficiently continued by two of his students, Dr. S. R. Adke and Dr. B. K. Kale. Dr. Adke made significant contributions to the field of Statistics, during his stints as researcher/faculty members across various institutions in India, Australia, USA etc. He took sincere efforts to put in good shape the journal of Indian Statistical Association. Even until today, the Indian Statistical Association functions from the Department of Statistics, University of Pune and the journal is also published from the same department. Work of Dr. Adke was recognized by the “Distinguished Statistician Award”, which he received from the Indian Society for Probability and Statistics. Dr. Kale also had an illustrious career. Along with the Department of Statistics, University of Pune, he also played a major role in the growth and development of Department of Statistics, at the University of Manitoba, Canada. His books have been included in the syllabus of various universities. One of his books has been translated in Japanese. Dr. Kale received “Dr. P. V. Sukhatme” award from the Ministry of Statistics and Programme Implementation, Government of India. The same award was bestowed upon another Puneite Dr. J. V. Deshpande in 2012. Through his publications, Dr. Deshpande has contributed tremendously to survival analysis, which forms a basis of many problems in Medical science.

Due to the contribution of such stalwarts, the Department of Statistics, of University of Pune grew rapidly. Currently it is recognized as the Centre for Advanced Studies in Statistics by University Grants Commission. Every year around 50 students are admitted for M.Sc. course. Along with the fundamentals of Mathematical Statistics, these students get to learn about applications of statistics in various fields including Finance, Insurance, Economics, Genetics, Medical Statistics etc. Some students join research programmes such as M.Phil. and Ph.D. Due to ever-growing need for trained Statisticians, these students get placed in different sectors such as insurance, finance, software, pharmaceutical industries, banks, colleges, universities, research institutes, Indian Statistical Services etc.

Statistics has tremendous applications in the variety of fields, such as weather forecasts, psephology, market research, finance, economics, insurance, epidemiology, genetics, medical science, clinical trials, quality control etc. Statistics is required for assessment of efficiency of drugs, assessment of severity of the side-effects of the drugs, determining the causes of diseases such as cancer, maintaining the quality of the products, comparative study of efficiency of fertilizers, ranking of sportspersons, designing new insurance policies, determining the rate of spread of epidemic and accordingly the intensity of the measures to control this spread etc.

One more important contribution of Statistics, in the Indian history can be found in the works of Florence Nightingale. Her work as a nurse is well-known. But, she was a good statistician as well; in fact she was the first female member of the Royal Statistical Society. Her skill of representing the data into graphs proved useful for creating awareness about the health problems of soldiers. In those days, the reports on such issues used to be highly technical and hence were rarely read and understood by the politicians. As a result, no policy changes could be made due to lack of awareness about the severity of the problem. Her important contribution to the field of statistics was the Nightingale Rose Plot. It’s a variant of the pie diagrams that we generally see in the newspapers. In the pie diagrams, radius of each sector is same and the angle of the sector is proportional to the contribution of the corresponding fields, whereas in the Nightingale Rose plots, the angles are same for all the sectors and the radii are proportional to the contributions of the respective fields. Due to the simultaneous efforts on the statistical and medical fronts, Nightingale was successful in reducing the mortality rates among Indian patients from 69 per 1000 to 18 per 1000.

This is just a glimpse into the uses of Statistics. If you are further interested, you may visit the link: www.statistics2013.org. It also features a small video made by SAS company, to showcase the role of statistics in our daily lives. Prof. A. P. Gore, former head Department of Statistics, University of Pune has also composed a song for Statistics. You can listen to this song at: http://bit.ly/YcufiJ .

Thursday, March 14, 2013

рд╕рдлрд░ рд╕ंрднाрд╡्рдпрддेрдЪ्рдпा рд╡िрд╢्рд╡ाрддीрд▓ - реи

рд╕рдлрд░ рд╕ंрднाрд╡्рдпрддेрдЪ्рдпा  рд╡िрд╢्рд╡ाрддीрд▓ - рез

“To understand God's thoughts we must study statistics, for these are the measure of his purpose.”
- Florence Nightingale

рдоाрд░्рдЪ рдорд╣िрдиा рдо्рд╣рдЯрд▓ं  рдХी  рдЖрдард╡рдг рд╣ोрддे рддी рдЖंрддрд░рд░ाрд╖्рдЯ्рд░ीрдп рдорд╣िрд▓ा рджिрдиाрдЪी. рдо्рд╣рдгूрдирдЪ рдЖрдЬ рджोрди рдорд╣िрд▓ा рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░рдЬ्рдЮांрдЪा рдкрд░िрдЪрдп рдХрд░ूрди рдШेрдКрдпाрдд. рдд्рдпांрдкैрдХी рдкрд╣िрд▓ी рдо्рд╣рдгрдЬे рдл्рд▓ोрд░ेрди्рд╕ рдиाрдИрдЯिंрдЧेрд▓.  рдкрд░िрдЪाрд░िрдХा рдо्рд╣рдгूрди рддिрдЪं рдХाрдо рдЖрдкрд▓्рдпाрд▓ा рдоाрд╣िрдд рдЕрд╕рддं. рдкрдг рд╣ीрдЪ рдиाрдИрдЯिंрдЧेрд▓ рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ाрдЪ्рдпा рдХ्рд╖ेрдд्рд░ाрддрд╣ी рдиाрд╡ाрдЬрд▓ेрд▓ी рдЖрд╣े.  резреорелреп рдордз्рдпे 'Royal Statistical Society' рдЪी рдкрд╣िрд▓ी  рдорд╣िрд▓ा рд╕рднाрд╕рдж  рд╣ोрдг्рдпाрдЪा рд╕рди्рдоाрди рдиाрдИрдЯिंрдЧेрд▓рд▓ा рд▓ाрднрд▓ा. рдоाрд╣िрддीрдЪं  рд╕рд░्рд╡рд╕ाрдоाрди्рдп рд▓ोрдХांрдиा рд╕рд╣рдЬ рд╕рдордЬेрд▓ рдЕрд╢ा рдЖрд▓ेрдЦाрдд рд░ुрдкांрддрд░ рдХрд░рдг्рдпाрдЪं  рддिрдЪं  рдХौрд╢рд▓्рдп рд╡ाрдЦाрдгрдг्рдпाрдЬोрдЧं рд╣ोрддं . рдд्рдпाрдоुрд│ेрдЪ рджुрд░्рд▓рдХ्рд╖िрдд рд░ाрд╣िрд▓ेрд▓ा рд╕ैрдиिрдХांрдЪ्рдпा рдЖрд░ोрдЧ्рдпाрдЪा рдк्рд░рд╢्рди рд╕ोрдбрд╡рдг्рдпाрдд рддिрд▓ा рдпрд╢ рдоिрд│ाрд▓ं . рдд्рдпाрдкूрд░्рд╡ीрдЪे рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ीрдп рдЕрд╣рд╡ाрд▓ рднрд▓ेрдоोрдаे, рдХिрдЪрдХрдЯ рдЕрд╕рд▓्рдпाрдХाрд░рдгाрдиं рд╕рд╣рд╕ा рд░ाрдЬрдХाрд░рдг्рдпांрдХрдбूрди рд╡ाрдЪрд▓े рдЬाрдд рдирд╕рдд. рдд्рдпाрдоुрд│े рдд्рдпा рдЕрд╣рд╡ाрд▓ाрддीрд▓ рд╕рдорд╕्рдпांрд╡рд░ рдЙрдкाрдпрд╣ी рд╢ोрдзрд▓े рдЬाрдд рдирд╕рдд. рдпाрдЙрд▓рдЯ рдЪिрдд्рд░ाрдд्рдордХ рдоांрдбрдгीрдоुрд│े рдиाрдИрдЯिंрдЧेрд▓рдЪे рдЕрд╣рд╡ाрд▓ рд▓ोрдХांрдиा рд╕рд╣рдЬ рд╕рдордЬрд▓े рдЖрдгि рдд्рдпाрдоुрд│े рд╕рдорд╕्рдпेрдЪं рдЧांрднीрд░्рдп рд▓рдХ्рд╖ाрдд рдпेрдКрди  рдд्рдпाрд╡рд░ рдЙрдкाрдпрдпोрдЬрдиा рдХेрд▓्рдпा рдЧेрд▓्рдпा.
рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ाрдЪ्рдпा рдХ्рд╖ेрдд्рд░ाрддीрд▓ рдиाрдИрдЯिंрдЧेрд▓рдЪं рд╕рд░्рд╡ाрдд рдорд╣рдд्рдд्рд╡ाрдЪं  рдпोрдЧрджाрди рдо्рд╣рдгрдЬे,  рддिрдиे рдк्рд░рдХाрд╢ाрдд рдЖрдгрд▓ेрд▓े рдиाрдИрдЯिंрдЧेрд▓ рд░ोрдЭ рдк्рд▓ॉрдЯ.  рдЖрдЬрдХाрд▓ рдоोрда्рдпा рдк्рд░рдоाрдгाрдд рд╡ाрдкрд░рд▓्рдпा рдЬाрдгाрд▒्рдпा 'рдкाрдп рдЖрдХृрддी'рдЪंрдЪ рд╣े рджुрд╕рд░ं  рд░ूрдк. рд╡рд░्рддрдоाрдирдкрдд्рд░ाрдд  рдкाрдп рдЖрдХृрддी рдЖрдкрдг рдиेрд╣рдоीрдЪ рдкाрд╣рддो. рд╡िрд╢ेрд╖рдд:  'рд░ुрдкрдпा рдЕрд╕ा рдЖрд▓ा, рдЕрд╕ा рдЧेрд▓ा' рдХिंрд╡ा 'рд╡ेрдЧрд╡ेрдЧрд│ी рд╡рд░्рддрдоाрдирдкрдд्рд░े рд╡ाрдЪрдгाрд▒्рдпा  рд▓ोрдХांрдЪे рдк्рд░рдоाрдг' рдЕрд╢ा рдк्рд░рдХाрд░рдЪ्рдпा рдоाрд╣िрддीрдЪं рд░ुрдкांрддрд░ рд░ंрдЧीрдмेрд░ंрдЧी рдкाрдп рдордз्рдпे рдХेрд▓ं рдЬाрддं.  рдпाрдЪंрдЪ рдеोрдбं рд╡ेрдЧрд│ं  рд░ूрдк рдо्рд╣рдгрдЬे рдиाрдИрдЯिंрдЧेрд▓ рд░ोрдЭ рдк्рд▓ॉрдЯ. рдпा  рдЖрдХृрддीрдЪा рд╡ाрдкрд░ рд╕ाрдзाрд░рдгрдд: рдоाрд╕िрдХ/рд╕ाрдк्рддाрд╣िрдХ  рдоाрд╣िрддीрд╕ाрдаी рдХेрд▓ा рдЬाрддो. рдпाрдЪं  рд╡ैрд╢िрд╖्рдЯ्рдп рдо्рд╣рдгрдЬे рд╡рд░्рддुрд│ाрдЪ्рдпा рдк्рд░рдд्рдпेрдХ рдкाрдХрд│ीрдЪा рдХोрди рд╣ा рд╕ाрд░рдЦाрдЪ рдЕрд╕рддो. рдкрдг рдк्рд░рдд्рдпेрдХ рдкाрдХрд│ीрдЪी рдд्рд░िрдЬ्рдпा (рд▓ांрдмी), рд╣ी рд╡ेрдЧрд╡ेрдЧрд│ी рдЕрд╕рддे. рдд्рдпाрдоुрд│े рдоूрд│ рдкाрдп рдЖрдХृрддीрдк्рд░рдоाрдгेрдЪ рдпाрддрд╣ी рдкाрдХрд│ीрдЪे рдХ्рд╖ेрдд्рд░рдлрд│ рд╣े рдд्рдпा рдХ्рд╖ेрдд्рд░ाрдЪ्рдпा рдпोрдЧрджाрдиाрдЪ्рдпा рдк्рд░рдоाрдгाрдд рдЕрд╕рддे. 
Nightingale Rose Plot
рднाрд░рддीрдпांрд╢ी рджेрдЦीрд▓ рдиाрдИрдЯिंрдЧेрд▓рдЪे рд╡िрд╢ेрд╖ рдиाрддे рдЖрд╣े. резреоремрей   рддे резреоренрей рдпा рджрд╣ा рд╡рд░्рд╖ांрдЪ्рдпा рдХाрд▓ाрд╡рдзीрдд рдиाрдИрдЯिंрдЧेрд▓рдЪ्рдпा рдк्рд░рдпрдд्рдиांрдоुрд│े рднाрд░рддाрддीрд▓ рд╕ैрдиिрдХांрдЪ्рдпा рдоृрдд्рдпूрдЪे рдк्рд░рдоाрдг рд╣рдЬाрд░ी ремреп рд╡рд░ूрди резрео рд╡рд░ рдЖрд▓े.


рдЕрд╢ीрдЪ рджुрд╕рд░ी рдПрдХ рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░рдЬ्рдЮ рдо्рд╣рдгрдЬे рдЬेрдиेрдЯ рд▓ेрди рдХ्рд▓ेрдкрди.  рдХ्рд▓ेрдкрди рд╣ी рджेрдЦीрд▓  рдЦрд░ं  рддрд░ рд╡ैрдж्рдпрдХीрдп рдХ्рд╖ेрдд्рд░ाрдд рд╣ोрддी. резрепрезреи   рд╕ाрд▓ी рддिрдиं рдкрд╣िрд▓ा 'Cohort Study' рдХेрд▓ा. Cohort рдо्рд╣рдгрдЬे рдХाрд╣ीрддрд░ी рдПрдХ рдЧुрдгрдзрд░्рдо рд╕рдоाрди рдЕрд╕рдгाрд▒्рдпा рдЕрдиेрдХ рд▓ोрдХांрдЪा рд╕рдоूрд╣. рд╕ाрдзाрд░рдгрдд: рдПрдХाрдЪ рд╡ेрд│ी рдЬрди्рдоाрд▓ा рдЖрд▓ेрд▓्рдпा резрежрежреж рдоुрд▓ांрдЪ्рдпा рд╡ाрдвीрдЪा рддिрдиं рдЕрдн्рдпाрд╕ рдХेрд▓ा. рдпांрдкैрдХी релрежреж  рдоुрд▓ांрдиा рдЖрдИрдЪं рджूрдз рджिрд▓ं  рдЧेрд▓ं  рд╣ोрддं  рддрд░ рдЙрд░рд▓ेрд▓्рдпा релрежреж  рдоुрд▓ांрдиा рдЧाрдИрдЪं рджूрдз рджेрдг्рдпाрдд рдЖрд▓ं рд╣ोрддं. рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ाрддीрд▓ 't -test' рдЖрдгि рдЗрддрд░ рдХाрд╣ी рд╕ाрдзрдиांрдЪा рд╡ाрдкрд░ рдХрд░ूрди рдЖрдИрдЪं  рджूрдз рдоिрд│ाрд▓ेрд▓्рдпा рдоुрд▓ांрдЪी рд╡ाрдв рдЕрдзिрдХ рдЪांрдЧрд▓्рдпा рд░ीрддीрдиं рд╣ोрдд рдЕрд╕рд▓्рдпाрдЪं  рддिрдиं рд╕िрдж्рдз рдХेрд▓ं. рд╣ा рдлрд░рдХ рдЖрд░्рдеिрдХ рд╕्рдеिрддी рдЕрдерд╡ा рдЗрддрд░ рдХाрд░рдгांрд╡рд░ рдЕрд╡рд▓ंрдмूрди рдиाрд╣ी рдХिंрд╡ा рдиिрд╡्рд╡рд│ рдпोрдЧाрдпोрдЧрд╣ी рдиाрд╣ी рд╣ेрд╣ी рддिрдиं рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ीрдп рд╕ाрдзрдиांрдиी рджाрдЦрд╡ूрди рджिрд▓ं.
рдкुрдврдЪ्рдпा рдХाрд│ाрдд рддिрдиे 'Case Control Study' рдХрд░ूрди рд╕्рддрдиाрдЪ्рдпा рдХрд░्рдХрд░ोрдЧाрдЪी рдХाрд░рдгे рд╢ोрдзूрди рдХाрдврд▓ी. релрежреж рдХрд░्рдХрд░ोрдЧी рдорд╣िрд▓ा (Case) рдЖрдгि рд╕ाрдзाрд░рдг рд╕рдоाрди рд╕्рдеिрддीрддीрд▓ (рд╡рдп, рд╕ाрдоाрдЬिрдХ рд╕्рддрд░ рдЗрдд्рдпाрджी) релрежреж рдЗрддрд░ рдорд╣िрд▓ा (Control) рдпांрдЪ्рдпाрдХрдбूрди  рднрд░ूрди рдШेрддрд▓ेрд▓्рдпा релреж рдк्рд░рд╢्рдиांрдЪ्рдпा рдк्рд░рд╢्рдиाрд╡рд▓ीрддीрд▓ рдЙрдд्рддрд░ांрд╡рд░ूрди рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ाрдЪ्рдпा рд╕ाрд╣्рдпाрдиे рддिрдиे рдХрд░्рдХрд░ोрдЧाрдЪी рдХाрд░рдгे  рд╢ोрдзूрди рдХाрдврд▓ी. рдиंрддрд░рдЪ्рдпा рдХाрд│ाрдд рдЗрддрд░ рд╕ंрд╢ोрдзрдХांрдиीрд╣ी рддрд╕ेрдЪ рдиिрд╖्рдХрд░्рд╖ рдХाрдврд▓्рдпाрдоुрд│े  рддिрдиे рджिрд▓ेрд▓ी рдХाрд░рдгे  рдЖрдЬрддाрдЧाрдпрдд рд╡ाрдкрд░рд▓ी рдЬाрддाрдд. рд╡िрд╕ाрд╡्рдпा рд╢рддрдХाрдЪ्рдпा рд╕ुрд░ुрд╡ाрддीрдЪ्рдпा рдХाрд│ाрдд рджुрд╣ेрд░ी рдбॉрдХ्рдЯрд░ (MD + PhD) рдкрджрд╡ी рдоिрд│рд╡рдгाрд▒्рдпा рдлाрд░ рдеोрдб्рдпा рд▓ोрдХांрдкैрдХी рдПрдХ рдХ्рд▓ेрдкрди рд╣ोрдп.
рдЖрдЬрдЪ्рдпा рдкाрдп рджिрдиाрдЪ्рдпा рджिрд╡рд╢ी рдпा рджोрди рдорд╣िрд▓ा рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░рдЬ्рдЮांрдиा рдЕрднिрд╡ाрджрди рдХрд░ूрди рдеांрдмрддे.

Thursday, January 31, 2013

рд╕рдлрд░ рд╕ंрднाрд╡्рдпрддेрдЪ्рдпा рд╡िрд╢्рд╡ाрддीрд▓ - рез

реирежрезрей рд╣े рд╡рд░्рд╖ 'рдЖंрддрд░рд░ाрд╖्рдЯ्рд░ीрдп рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ рд╡рд░्рд╖', рдо्рд╣рдгूрди рд╕ाрдЬрд░ं  рдХेрд▓ं  рдЬाрддंрдп. рдЖрдкрд▓्рдпाрдкैрдХी рдмрд╣ुрддेрдХ рдЬрдг рд╣े рдЧрдгिрдд / рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ рдо्рд╣рдЯрд▓ं  рдХी "рднोрд▓ाрдиाрде рдЙрдж्рдпा рдЖрд╣े рдЧрдгिрддाрдЪा рдкेрдкрд░, рдкोрдЯाрдд рдоाрдЭ्рдпा рдХрд│ рдпेрдКрди рджुрдЦेрд▓ рдХा рд░े рдвोрдкрд░", рдпाрдЪी рдЖрдард╡рдг рд╣ोрдгाрд░े. рдкрдг рдпा рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпांрд╢ी рдоैрдд्рд░ी рдЭाрд▓ी рдХी рд╕ंрднрд╡ - рдЕрд╕ंрднрд╡рддेрдЪी  рдЧрдгिрддं  рдЙрд▓рдЧрдбाрдпрд▓ा рд▓ाрдЧрддाрдд рдЖрдгि рдордЧ рдЕрдиेрдХ рдЕрд╡рдШрдб рдк्рд░рд╢्рди рдЪुрдЯрдХीрд╕рд░рд╢ी рд╕ुрдЯрддाрдд. рдЙрджाрд╣рд░рдгрдЪ рдШ्рдпाрдпрдЪं  рдЭाрд▓ं  рддрд░ резрепрекрен рд╕ाрд▓рдЪी рдПрдХ рдШрдЯрдиा рдЖрдард╡рддेрдп; рддीрд╕ुрдж्рдзा рдЖрдкрд▓्рдпा рднाрд░рддाрддрдЪ рдШрдбрд▓ेрд▓ी. рдлाрд│рдгीрдоुрд│े рджेрд╢ाрддीрд▓ рд╡ाрддाрд╡рд░рдг рддंрдЧ рд╣ोрддं. рджिрд▓्рд▓ीрддрд▓ा рд▓ाрд▓ рдХिрд▓्рд▓ा рдиिрд░्рд╡ाрд╕िрддांрдиी рд╡्рдпाрдкрд▓ा рд╣ोрддा. рдд्рдпांрдиा рдЕрди्рдирдзाрди्рдпाрдЪा рдкुрд░рд╡рдаा рдХрд░рдг्рдпाрдЪं  рдХंрдд्рд░ाрдЯ рд╕рд░рдХाрд░рдиं рдПрдХा рдХंрдд्рд░ाрдЯрджाрд░ाрд▓ा рджिрд▓ं  рд╣ोрддं. рдкрдг рдХिрд▓्рд▓्рдпाрдд рдиेрдордХे рдХिрддी рд▓ोрдХ рдЖрд╣ेрдд рд╣े рдХुрдгाрд▓ाрдЪ рдаाрдКрдХ рдирд╡्рд╣рддं. рд╢िрд╡ाрдп рдкрд░िрд╕्рдеिрддी рд╕्рдлोрдЯрдХ рдЕрд╕рд▓्рдпाрдиं рдк्рд░рдд्рдпрдХ्рд╖ рдЖрдд рдЬाрдКрди рдоोрдЬрдгी рдХрд░рдгं рдЕрд╢рдХ्рдп рд╣ोрддं.  рд╕ाрд╣рдЬिрдХрдЪ рдХंрдд्рд░ाрдЯрджाрд░ाрдиं рднрд░рдорд╕ाрда рд░рдХрдоेрдЪं  рдмिрд▓ рджिрд▓ं. рдд्рдпा рд╡ेрд│ी рдЬे. рдПрдо. рд╕ेрдирдЧुрдк्рддा рдиाрд╡ाрдЪ्рдпा рдПрдХा рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░рдЬ्рдЮाрдиं рдПрдХ рдХ्рд▓ृрдк्рддी рд▓рдврд╡рд▓ी. рд╕рдЧрд│्рдпा рдЕрди्рдирдкрджाрд░्рдеांрдордз्рдпे рдоीрда рд╣े рд╕рдЧрд│्рдпाрдд рд╕्рд╡рд╕्рдд рд╣ोрддं. рдд्рдпाрдоुрд│े рд╡ाрдкрд░рд▓्рдпा рдЧेрд▓ेрд▓्рдпा рдоिрдаाрдЪं рдк्рд░рдоाрдг рд╡ाрдврд╡ूрди рджाрдЦрд╡ूрди рдХंрдд्рд░ाрдЯрджाрд░ाрдЪ्рдпा рдлाрдпрдж्рдпाрдд рдлाрд░рд╢ी рд╡ाрдв рд╣ोрдгाрд░ рдирд╡्рд╣рддी. рдд्рдпाрдоुрд│े рдХंрдд्рд░ाрдЯрджाрд░ाрдиं рд╡ाрдкрд░рд▓ेрд▓्рдпा рдоिрдаाрдЪं рдк्рд░рдоाрдг рдЖрдгि рд╕ाрдоाрди्рдпрдкрдгे рдЖрд╣ाрд░ाрдд рд╡ाрдкрд░рд▓्рдпा рдЬाрдгाрд▒्рдпा  рдоिрдаाрдЪं рджрд░рдоाрдгрд╢ी рдк्рд░рдоाрдг, рдпांрдЪा рд╡ाрдкрд░ рдХрд░ूрди рд╕ेрдирдЧुрдк्рддा рдпांрдиी рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ाрдЪ्рдпा рдорджрддीрдиं рд▓ाрд▓ рдХिрд▓्рд▓्рдпाрддрд▓्рдпा рдиिрд░्рд╡ाрд╕िрддांрдЪ्рдпा рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпेрдЪा рдЕंрджाрдЬ рдмांрдзрд▓ा.  рджिрд▓्рд▓ीрддрд▓्рдпाрдЪ рджुрд╕рд▒्рдпा рдПрдХा рдЫोрдЯ्рдпा рдЫाрд╡рдгीрддрд▓्рдпा рдиिрд░्рд╡ाрд╕िрддांрдЪी рдк्рд░рдд्рдпрдХ्рд╖ рдЧрдгрдиा рдХрд░ूрди рд╣ी рдкрдж्рдзрдд рдЙрдд्рддрдорд░ीрддीрдиे рдХाрдо рдХрд░рдд рдЕрд╕рд▓्рдпाрдЪं  рд╕िрдж्рдз рдЭाрд▓ं. 
рдЕрд╢ा рдпा рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ाрддीрд▓  Jacob Bernoulli   рдпा рдорд╣ाрди рд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░рдЬ्рдЮाрдиे рд▓िрд╣िрд▓ेрд▓्рдпा "Ars Conjectandi" рдпा рдоूрд▓рднूрдд рдиिрдмंрдзाрдЪ्рдпा рдк्рд░рдХाрд╢рдиाрд╕ рдпंрджा рейрежреж рд╡рд░्рд╖े рдкूрд░्рдг рд╣ोрдд рдЖрд╣ेрдд. рдд्рдпाрдЪрдмрд░ोрдмрд░ рдЕрдиेрдХрд╡िрдз рдХ्рд╖ेрдд्рд░ाрдд рдЙрдкрдпोрдЧी рдкрдбрдгाрд▒्рдпा BayesрдЪ्рдпा рдк्рд░рдоेрдпाрдЪा рд╢ोрдз рд▓ाрдЧूрдирд╣ी рдпंрджा реирелреж  рд╡рд░्рд╖े рдкूрд░्рдг рдЭाрд▓ी рдЖрд╣ेрдд. рдд्рдпाрдиिрдоिрдд्рддाрдиं рдЬрдЧрднрд░ рд╡िрд╡िрдз рдЙрдкрдХ्рд░рдоांрдЪं рдЖрдпोрдЬрди рдХрд░рдг्рдпाрдд рдпेрддंрдп. рд╕рд░्рд╡рд╕ाрдоाрди्рдп рдЬрдирддा рдЖрдгि рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ рдпांрдЪ्рдпाрддीрд▓ рджрд░ी рдХрдоी рд╡्рд╣ाрд╡ी рдо्рд╣рдгूрдирд╣ी рдХाрд╣ी рдЦाрд╕ рдк्рд░рдпрдд्рди рдХेрд▓े рдЬाрдд рдЖрд╣ेрдд. рддुрдо्рд╣ाрд▓ाрд╣ी рдпा рджुрдиिрдпेрдЪी рд╕рдлрд░ рдХрд░ाрдпрдЪी рдЕрд╕ेрд▓ рддрд░ www.statistics2013.org рдпा рд╕ंрдХेрддрд╕्рдерд│ाрд╕ рдЕрд╡рд╢्рдп рднेрдЯ рдж्рдпा. рддेрдеेрдЪ рдЖрдкрд▓्рдпाрд▓ा рджैрдиंрджिрди рдЬीрд╡рдиाрдд рдХुрдаे - рдХुрдаे  рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ рднेрдЯू рд╢рдХрддं  рдпाрд╕ंрдмंрдзी SAS рдпा рдХंрдкрдиीрдиं рдмрдирд╡рд▓ेрд▓ा рдЫोрдЯाрд╕ा рд╡्рд╣िрдбीрдУ рджेрдЦीрд▓ рдмрдШाрдпрд▓ा рдоिрд│ेрд▓.  рдЖрдгि рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпांрдиा рдХрд╢ा рдиिрд░рдиिрд░ाрд│्рдпा рдк्рд░рдХाрд░े рдХाрдоाрд▓ा рд▓ाрд╡рддा рдпेрдК рд╢рдХрддं  рд╣े рдЖрдкрд▓्рдпा рдоाрдпрдмोрд▓ीрдд рдРрдХाрдпрдЪं рдЕрд╕ेрд▓ рддрд░ рдкुрдгे рд╡िрдж्рдпाрдкीрдаाрдЪे  рдоाрдЬी рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ рд╡िрднाрдЧрдк्рд░рдоुрдЦ рдк्рд░ा. рдЕрдиिрд▓ рдЧोрд░े рдпांрдиी рд░рдЪрд▓ेрд▓ं рдЧीрдд рдРрдХाрдпрд▓ा рддुрдо्рд╣ाрд▓ा рдирдХ्рдХीрдЪ рдЖрд╡рдбेрд▓.  

Thursday, January 10, 2013

A Google Disaster

We were happily running our blog: Certain News about Uncertain World (no use of clicking since it is locked). In fact recently we had extended our presence on Facebook as well. We also got to meet many readers of our blog who were impressed by this venture. Our blog life was beautiful and everything seemed to make perfect sense until the moment we attempted making a Google+ page.

So what actually happened?
For making a Google page first of all we were asked to provide the Name. Though the Gmail account is named “Statistical Events”, Google + settings didn’t allow us with that name. So we named it “Akanksha Inderdeep”. Next step was to provide date of birth. We had created this blog on 2nd Feb 2011, so we have always considered this as the DoB of our joint venture. For a moment a thought came to our mind that if it had created so much fuss about name, then it might even retort on our age. But we went on to submit the information expecting not more than a pop-up prompting to change the DoB just like Name. And guess what happened the next moment…. Our account was disabled and we were asked to submit DoB proof within 29 days. We went to a state of shock. We were wondering whose DoB proof should be attached. At the same time a thought of copying stuff from blog flashed in our minds, to have raw material, just in case we need to start from square one.

And then came the biggest shock as a blogger. Our blog was removed. We hadn’t imagined, even in a nightmare that some such thing would happen in a matter of a click. We had invested a lot of time in meticulously maintaining this blog. We are robbed of our most prized possession.

Now what??
We have submitted a file with DoB proofs of both of us, since we don’t have ID with Akanksha Inderdeep K. We have also tried to explain our sad little story to them in that file itself. What we can do now is just wait and watch.

We already miss you alot..
Please come back soon !!!

The only ray of hope is that our blog is not dead yet. It’s in coma and even if it recovers it is in a danger of suffering from loss of memory. So please please please pray for us…


Afterword
Posted after 19 hours: Our blog life is back to normal :) :) . Seems Google people were really moved by our sad little story and chose to react quickly. Thank you all for your prayers ..

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

рдбॉ. рд╕ुрдЦाрдд्рдоे - рдиीрд▓рдлрд▓рдХाрдЪ्рдпा рдиिрдоिрдд्рддाрдиे


рдЖрдЬрдЪ्рдпा рд╕्рд╡ाрддंрдд्рд░्рдпрджिрдиी рднाрд░рддрдоाрддेрдЪ्рдпा рдПрдХा рд╕ुрдкुрдд्рд░ाрдмрдж्рджрд▓ рд▓िрд╣ाрд╡ं рд╡ाрдЯрд▓ं, рдо्рд╣рдгूрди рд╣ी рдкोрд╕्рдЯ. рдЖрдЬрд╡рд░ рдЕрдиेрдХ рдХ्рд╖ेрдд्рд░ाрдд рдЕрдиेрдХ рдорд╣ाрди рд╣рд╕्рддी рд╣ोрдКрди рдЧेрд▓्рдпा. рдкрдг рдмрд╣ुрддेрдХрджा рдд्рдпा рдд्рдпा рдХ्рд╖ेрдд्рд░ाрддीрд▓ рд▓ोрдХांрдиाрдЪ рдд्рдпांрдЪ्рдпा рдХाрд░्рдпाрдЪी рдорд╣ाрдирддा рдЬाрдгрд╡рддे. рдЗрддрд░ांрдкрд░्рдпंрдд рддी рдлाрд░рд╢ी рдкोрд╣ोрдЪрддрд╣ी рдиाрд╣ी. рдХрдзी рдХрдзी рддрд░ рдЕрдЧрджी рдЖрдкрд▓्рдпा рдШрд░ाрдкाрд╕ूрди рд╣ाрдХेрдЪ्рдпा рдЕंрддрд░ाрд╡рд░ рд░ाрд╣рдгाрд▒्рдпा рджिрдЧ्рдЧрдЬांрдЪीрд╣ी рдЖрдкрд▓्рдпाрд▓ा рдоाрд╣िрддी рдирд╕рддे. "рдкुрдгे рдРрддिрд╣ाрд╕िрдХ рд╡ाрд╕्рддू рд╕्рдоृрддी рд╕рдоिрддी"рдЪ्рдпा рдиीрд▓рдлрд▓рдХ рд▓ाрд╡рдг्рдпाрдЪ्рдпा рдЕрддिрд╢рдп рд╕्рддुрдд्рдп рдЕрд╢ा рдЙрдкрдХ्рд░рдоाрдоुрд│े рдЖрдкрдг рд╕ाрдоाрди्рдп рд▓ोрдХ рдиिрджाрди рдЖрд╕рдкाрд╕рдЪ्рдпा рдкрд░िрд╕рд░ाрддीрд▓ рдЬ्рдпेрд╖्рда - рд╢्рд░ेрд╖्рдаांрдиा рдУрд│рдЦाрдпрд▓ा рд▓ाрдЧूрдд.
рдиीрд▓рдлрд▓рдХाрдЪी рд╣ी рдХрд▓्рдкрдиा рдоुрд│ाрдд рд▓ंрдбрдирдордзрд▓ी. рд▓ोрдХрдоाрди्рдп рдЯिрд│рдХांрдЪ्рдпा рддिрдерд▓्рдпा рд╡ाрд╕्рддрд╡्рдпрд╕्рдеाрдиी рдЕрд╕ा рдлрд▓рдХ рд▓ाрд╡рд▓ा рдЧेрд▓ा, рддेрд╡्рд╣ा рдд्рдпाрдиे рдк्рд░ेрд░िрдд рд╣ोрдКрди рдЬрдпंрдд рдЯिрд│рдХ рдЖрдгि рджीрдкрдХ рдЯिрд│рдХ рдпांрдиी рдЕрд╕ा рдЙрдкрдХ्рд░рдо рдЗрдеे рд╕ुрд░ु рдХेрд▓ा. рдХाрд│рдХрд░्рдд्рдпा рд╢ि. рдо. рдкрд░ांрдЬрдкेंрдкाрд╕ूрди рд╕ुрд░ुрд╡ाрдд рдХрд░ूрди рдЖрдЬрд╡рд░ рдпा рд╕рдоिрддीрдиे рдкुрдг्рдпाрдд 116 рдлрд▓рдХ рд▓ाрд╡рд▓ेрдд.
рдоाрдЧрдЪ्рдпा рд░рд╡िрд╡ाрд░ी рдкрдж्рдорднूрд╖рдг рдкुрд░рд╕्рдХाрд░ рдк्рд░ाрдк्рдд рдбॉ. рд╕ुрдЦाрдд्рдоेंрдЪ्рдпा рдк्рд░рднाрдд рд░ोрдбрд╡рд░ीрд▓ "рд╕ांрдЦ्рдпрджрд░्рд╢рди" рдпा рдШрд░ाрд╡рд░ 116 рд╡्рдпा рдлрд▓рдХाрдЪे рдЕрдиाрд╡рд░рдг рдЭाрд▓े. рдбॉ. рдкांрдбुрд░ंрдЧ рд╡ाрд╕ुрджेрд╡ рд╕ुрдЦाрдд्рдоे - рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ाрдд рдЬाрдЧрддिрдХ рд╕्рддрд░ाрд╡рд░ рдкोрдЪрд▓ेрд▓ं рдиाрд╡. рд▓ंрдбрдирдордз्рдпे рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ाрдд Ph. D. рдХрд░ूрди рднाрд░рддाрдд рдкрд░рддрд▓्рдпाрд╡рд░ рдмрдиाрд░рд╕ рд╣िंрджू рд╡िрдж्рдпाрдкीрдаाрдд рдк्рд░ाрдз्рдпाрдкрдХ рдкрджाрд╕ाрдаी рдд्рдпांрдиी рдЕрд░्рдЬ рдХेрд▓ा. рд╡िрдж्рдпाрдкीрдаाрдЪे рддрдд्рдХाрд▓ीрди рдХुрд▓рдЧुрд░ू рдкं . рдорджрдирдоोрд╣рди рдоाрд▓рд╡ीрдп рдбॉ. рд╕ुрдЦाрдд्рдоेंрдЪ्рдпा рд╢ैрдХ्рд╖рдгिрдХ рдЧुрдгрд╡рдд्рддेрдиे рдк्рд░рднाрд╡िрдд рдЭाрд▓े рдЦрд░े, рдкрдг рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ाрдЪा рднाрд░рддाрд▓ा рдЧрд░िрдмीрддूрди рдмाрд╣ेрд░ рдХाрдвाрдпрд▓ा рдХрд╕ा рдЙрдкрдпोрдЧ рд╣ोрдгाрд░ рдпा рдкंрдбिрддрдЬींрдЪ्рдпा рдк्рд░рд╢्рдиाрд▓ा рд╕рдорд░्рдкрдХ рдЙрдд्рддрд░ рди рджेрддा рдЖрд▓्рдпाрдиे рдбॉ. рд╕ुрдЦाрдд्рдоेंрдиी рдпाрдЪ рдк्рд░рд╢्рдиाрд▓ा рдЖрдкрд▓ं рдЬीрд╡рдирдз्рдпेрдп рдмрдирд╡рд▓ं. рдмрдиाрд░рд╕ рд╡िрдж्рдпाрдкीрдаाрддीрд▓ рдк्рд░ाрдз्рдпाрдкрдХрдкрдж рди рд╕्рд╡ीрдХाрд░рддा рд░ाрд╖्рдЯ्рд░ीрдп рдХृрд╖ी рд╕ंрд╢ोрдзрди рд╕ंрд╕्рдеेрдд (ICAR) рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ाрдд рд╕ंрд╢ोрдзрдХ рдо्рд╣рдгूрди рдд्рдпांрдиी рдХाрдо рд╕ुрд░ु рдХेрд▓े. рдд्рдпांрдЪ्рдпा рдЕрдирдоोрд▓ рдХाрд░्рдпाрдоुрд│े рдЖрдЬ рдпा рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ рд╡िрднाрдЧाрдЪा рд╡िрд╕्рддाрд░ рд╣ोрдКрди рдПрдХ рдирд╡ी рд╕ंрд╕्рдеा IASRI рдЙрднी рд░ाрд╣िрд▓ीрдпे. рднूрдХ, рдХुрдкोрд╖рдг рдпा рд╕рдорд╕्рдпांрд╡рд░ीрд▓ рдд्рдпांрдЪं рдХाрдо рдЬрдЧрднрд░ рдиाрд╡ाрдЬрд▓ं рдЧेрд▓ं рдЖрд╣े.
рдХेंрдж्рд░ рд╕рд░рдХाрд░рдЪ्рдпा рд╕ांрдЦ्рдпिрдХी рд╡ рдХाрд░्рдпрдХ्рд░рдо рдХाрд░्рдпाрди्рд╡рдпрди рдоंрдд्рд░ाрд▓рдпाрдЪ्рдпा рд╡рддीрдиे рджрд░ рджोрди рд╡рд░्рд╖ाрдиे рдПрдХा рдЬ्рдпेрд╖्рда рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░рдЬ्рдЮाрд▓ा "рдбॉ. рд╕ुрдЦाрдд्рдоे рдкुрд░рд╕्рдХाрд░" рджिрд▓ा рдЬाрддो. 2003-04 рд╕ाрд▓ी рдбॉ. рдмी. рдХे. рдХाрд│े рддрд░ 2011-12 рд╕ाрд▓ी рдбॉ. рдЬे. рд╡्рд╣ी. рджेрд╢рдкांрдбे рдЕрд╢ा рджोрди рдкुрдгेрдХрд░ांрдиा рдпा рдкुрд░рд╕्рдХाрд░ाрдиे рд╕рди्рдоाрдиिрдд рдХрд░рдг्рдпाрдд рдЖрд▓े рдЖрд╣े. рд╕ाрд╣рдЬिрдХрдЪ рдпा рдиीрд▓рдлрд▓рдХाрдЪे рдЕрдиाрд╡рд░рдг рдбॉ. рдЬे. рд╡्рд╣ी. рджेрд╢рдкांрдбे рдпांрдЪ्рдпाрдЪ рд╣рд╕्рддे рдХрд░рдг्рдпाрдд рдЖрд▓े. рдд्рдпाрдоुрд│े рдбॉ. рд╕ुрдЦाрдд्рдоेंрдЪ्рдпा рдХाрд░्рдпाрдмрдж्рджрд▓ рдбॉ. рджेрд╢рдкांрдбेंрдЪ्рдпा рддोंрдбूрди "рд╕ांрдЦ्рдпрджрд░्рд╢рди" рдордз्рдпे рдРрдХाрдпрд▓ा рдоिрд│рдгं рдЖрдгि рдд्рдпाрдиिрдоिрдд्рддाрдиं рдЕрдиेрдХ рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░рдЬ्рдЮांрдиा рднेрдЯрдгं рд╣ी рдоाрдЭ्рдпाрд╕ाрд░рдЦ्рдпा рд╕ंрдЦ्рдпाрд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ाрдЪ्рдпा рд╡िрдж्рдпाрд░्рдеिрдиीрд╕ाрдаी рдкрд░्рд╡рдгीрдЪ рд╣ोрддी. рд╢िрд╡ाрдп рдкрдж्рдорд╢्рд░ी рдбॉ. рд╕ुрд╣ाрд╕ рд╕ुрдЦाрдд्рдоेंрдЪी рднेрдЯ рдЖрдгि рдд्рдпांрдЪ्рдпा рддोंрдбूрди рдд्рдпांрдЪ्рдпा рд╡рдбिрд▓ांрдЪ्рдпा рдЖрдард╡рдгी рдРрдХрдгं рд╣ा рддрд░ рдПрдХ рдЕрдирдкेрдХ्рд╖िрдд рдмोрдирд╕ рд╣ोрддा. рдЕрд╢ा рд░ीрддीрдиे рд╕्рд╡ाрддंрдд्рд░्рдпрджिрдиा рдкूрд░्рд╡ीрдЪा рд░рд╡िрд╡ाрд░ рдПрдХा рдЙрдд्рддрдо рдХाрд░्рдпрдХ्рд░рдоाрдд рд╕рд╣рднाрдЧी рд╣ोрдг्рдпाрдЪा рдЖрдиंрдж рджेрдКрди рдЧेрд▓ा.

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Happy B’Day

Dear ----,

First of all, wish you many many happy returns of the day… We still remember the day, when you entered our lives. We couldn’t contain our excitement. We were waiting for you since so many days. Every now and then, we used to feel the need of someone like you. Your absence made us wander in this World Wide Web, in search of someone, who can lessen our web-trotting efforts. But , most of the times, it yielded no fruitful results. It isn’t the case that you are the only member from your clan to exist in this world. There are few like you, who had secured their virtual positions, even before your birth. But, none of them could match our expectations. We wanted someone who could provide exactly the things that someone like us would want; nothing less and nothing more. It’s well said “Look within, Don’t search for the things you want, in the external world. They are inside you.” So, we finally decided that we can’t wait for others to come forward. We have to take initiative and bring someone like you in the lives of many like us… That was exactly one year before….

Considering your age, you have achieved a lot. Though sometimes, we being only two, fail to give you the attention you deserve. In fact, today also, we almost forgot your birthday. In this first year of your life, you have given us immense pleasures… especially, the joy of creation. Within a week of your birth, you had earned the praises from a rock star in our field. Throughout the year, we received the words of appreciation about you from the young and old alike. Some even gave you a special mention on their homepages/blogs/walls. With the support of people like these, you grew up very fast and are about to complete the century of your contributions to this uncertain world.

Hope, you get better, day by day and enrich the lives of many like us, in the coming years…..

Once again, Many Many Happy Returns of the Day to our (me and Deep’s) dear blog “Certain News about Uncertain World”. You can see your gift on the right panel of this blog.... :)

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Discoveries in a Day

Today was pretty eventful. Our usual discussions and surfing led to three discoveries (to be precise...Observations). None of them is that significant, but still we found them to be notable. It may happen that some of you are already well aware of these facts. But for us, it's nontrivial. Hence, the post...

1. Real life application of the fact that the sequence (n+k)/n goes to 1.

Most of you must have solved age problems in school. The problem statement would be something of this type....
"A man is 4 times as old as his son. In 3 years, the father will be 3 times as old as his son will be. How old is each of them now?"
Cynosure's post on the difference between the ages of siblings reminded Deep of a question that she had in mind as a school going kid.- "Why does it happen that as the time progresses, father who was 4 times his son's age became 3 times the same son's age". Translating this question into the language of Mathematics, with son's age as 'n' and father's age as 'n+k', yields a sequence (n+k)/n which is obviously decreasing and converges to 1 as n goes to infinity.

2. Sunrise and Sunset timings

It started as a discussion with MGK on the timings of getting up. We were whining about not feeling like getting up, as it's too dark around 6.30. Out of usual habit, we googled and got the latest time for sunrise as 7.15 am, which happens to be in the second week of January. Isn't it too late for The Sun to rise at 7.15 am??? No wonder then that we petty human beings don't feel like leaving our beds. This googling led to the second interesting observation of the day - "The shortest day doesn't correspond to the latest sunrise and the earliest sunset." Again resorting to the tools of real analysis, if we define the timing of sunrise on nth day by Rn and that of sunset by Sn, the shortest day would correspond to the smallest value of (Sn-Rn). But then inf (Sn-Rn)≠inf Sn + inf (-Rn) (To be precise, argmin (Sn-Rn)≠argmin (Sn) or argmin (-Rn) ). In fact, in this case it turns out that the “n” for which the corresponding extreme values are attained (argmin), are different for all the three quantities, Sn, Rn and Sn-Rn. So, we got a good application for somewhat non-intuitive real analysis result. For actual geographical reasoning, you may google and do explain us, if you get something.

Enough of real analysis stuff now…. Let’s get to real blogging

3. “blogspot.com” changed to “blogspot.in”

Richa noticed that the Feedjit has kind of restarted, as it was showing only latest 2-3 entries instead of its usual count of 50. But, when we went to Feedjit’s “real time view” for our joint blog, it seemed perfectly alright except the fact that in last 8 hours there was only one entry and it was from Indonesia. When we tried to visit the same link via blog, it turned up that it had almost 20 entries during last 5 hours, but all of them were from India. Then we noticed the change in the link from “.com” to “.in” and realized that all the blogspot.com links are getting redirected to blogspot.in links. Googling almost instinctively, we stumbled upon the page giving the details of this country specific redirecting. This helps Google to remove the content found objectionable by a specific country from a page visible in that country only. Of course, it won’t affect the harmless content posted by ordinary people like us. But still, if you want to see the original “.com” version, just type “-----.blogspot.com/ncr” to get the no country redirect version. Dear Feedjit users, don’t get disheartened if the panel on your regular blog shows only Indian visitors. If you want to see your visitors from abroad, go to “/ncr” link given above…..

That’s enough research for today… Off to some real research now…

- Akanksha & Deep

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Putting Chance to Work….

Statistics and Truth – Putting Chance to work ” , a book which is on my “To be read ” list since long. Today is the day when world honours this chance for the work it has done for the betterment of the human race. Probably, the most widely discussed example of this leads us to Prof. Paul Meier, who died just two months ago. His randomization of trials was really a breakthrough in the way the treatments worked and has changed the lives of many terminally ill patients.

This science of uncertainty has conquered almost all the areas of our lives – from the proverbial rocket science to the daily chatter of a layman which involves many guesstimates. A look at the Google NGram shows how the usage of the word Statistics increased over the years… That’s mainly because of the vast amount of data we are continuously being bombarded with. In today’s age of information explosion, we have become more and more thirsty for the knowledge. This is because,
Knowledge is what we know
Also, what we know we do not know.
We discover what we do not know
Essentially by what we know.
Thus knowledge expands.
With more knowledge we come to know
More of what we do not know.
Thus knowledge expands endlessly. 
Moreover what we know is simply the data is not a knowledge. In fact ,
Uncertain knowledge + Knowledge of the amount of uncertainty in it = Usable knowledge 
That’s why the world has now started realizing the importance of this science of uncertainty. This tool, which once had a dubious distinction of giving fallacious conclusions is now an integral part of each and every field, as people have started believing in C R Rao’s words,
All knowledge is, in final analysis, history.
All sciences are, in the abstract, mathematics.
All judgments are, in their rationale, statistics. 
and without the judgments , we cannot move an inch further. Someone wisely anticipated this inevitable and ever growing need of Statistics and UN started celebration the 20th day of October as the World Statistics Day since 2010.

So, in the end my hearty wishes to the Statisticians, on the eve of 2nd World Statistics day. In fact all of us are statisticians as we are always trying to choose an optimal life-path by predicting the future outcomes on the basis of the past data, keeping in mind the constrains that we have. Still for the so-called nonstatisticians, what better day to start for the growth of the statistical component of your brain, so that the numbers can help us become efficient citizens because, as H G Wells has said,
“Statistical thinking will one day be as necessary for efficient citizenship as the ability to read and write”.

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Moment

Last week was a pretty hectic one. It all started last Friday. As I was working over a recently started problem, something struck my mind. There was a thing I could use to solve my long standing problem which I was about to wind up as it hadn’t moved an inch further in the last seven-eight months. This was a problem which we encountered in September 2010. We struggled over it for nearly three months but to no avail. We could neither prove nor disprove the result we were interested in. Finally, in December we decided to put it off indefinitely. But somewhere at the back of our mind, we had a feeling that the result must be true. So, I continued to have a look at it in-between. We were almost convinced that no existing techniques could solve this problem. So, I tried to develop something new to cater to this situation. But of course, it’s not a child’s play and that’s why I couldn’t progress much in that direction, though I used to work over it at least twice a week.

And then, last Friday the thought came that I could mould the things to fit in the existing setup. And on Sunday, the eureka moment came. I was thrilled to see the solution. Things fitted in so nicely as if it was just a jigsaw puzzle, made to give you a correct picture once you get a trick to fix it. I was experiencing something which Erdos would call a proof from THE BOOK; more elegant than we could have ever imagined. Over the next few days, the process of refining the arguments continued, to make the things more rigorous. And now, we have an almost surely correct proof for the almost sure convergence we were looking for.

That was a moment, when I could experience the joy of creation. Artistically, I have never been much creative nor do I have much of an aesthetic sense. But I used to enjoy making things when the directions were given. That’s why I think I love Mathematical things…. you can create something new even when you are restricted by the existing rules and regulations . Here’s the latest instance of my effort of creating something - the 3D model car made from the fevicol box (which contained the guidelines) with the measly accessories. (Blue and black pens to substitute for the colours. What else a doctoral student in Statistics can have, especially while staying in a hostel ? )

But now, I think I need to form a new set of rules for myself. I couldn’t resist the temptation of completing this car, when I saw the picture and wasted more than an hour in it. Right now also I am writing this post when I should have been working on the three assignments that I am expected to submit this week apart from my regular research work. Enough of the celebration for the newly discovered result; off to work now….

Friday, June 3, 2011

Tribute to a Probabilist and an Actor

I was strolling in the cyber space just to get some inputs for our budding joint venture, when I stumbled upon the following news on the website of Bernoulli Society – “Prof. Patrick Billingsley passed away on April 22, 2011.” This was a single line, but it couldn’t leave me, as Billingsley occupies a significant place in my daily research work. Impulsively, I googled his name to get a glimpse of his life.  Unsurprisingly, the first result was from Amazon, as he has touched lives of many like me with his fundamental books on advanced probability theory.  The second result was from IMDb about some actor Pat Billingsley. I overlooked it as a mere coincidence, thinking - even the great “Billingsley” is not unique …Google has a name-alike for him too. So to get a relevant and reliable account of his life I started hunting for his Wikipedia entry, and to my surprise, the very first line was – “Patrick Billingsley was an American mathematician and stage and screen actor, noted for his books in advanced probability theory and statistics.”  I was rendered speechless. I couldn’t imagine that a person who wrote something so technical can be an actor as well…

This is not the first time that I am shocked after hearing something about Billingsley.  The first startling revelation was the fact that he is Feller’s student. Knowing that Feller is pretty sympathetic towards his readers, it’s very hard to believe that his student wrote such books. But considering his intellect, the gaps that he leaves for his readers to fill in must be really trivial for him.

The Princeton graduate was an accomplished actor with around 20 plays, 8 movies and 9 television shows to his credit. He had earned a black belt in judo. Besides occupying many important academic positions, he served on the athletic board of University of Chicago and even helped run the football scoreboard.  In words of his daughter Marty Billingsley - “A true Renaissance man, he also painted, did woodworking, read Beowulf in the original Old English. His interest in folk music led him to study the collection of ballads put together by Francis James Child in the late 19th century, which he sang as lullabies to his five children. Echoes of those ballads can be found in his daughter Franny Billingsley's young adult novels.”  (Source : UChicago News)

When asked about his equal interest in academics and acting, Billingsley replied  – “Teaching has a little bit of show biz. When you teach, you perform in front of an audience. That’s much like acting. As a teacher you’re used to being on stage”.

In short, if you are a genius, it doesn’t matter, which career path you have chosen. You can make a mark, in any field you like….

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Advaita: in my Ph.D. Problems

It has been a month since I wrote… Firstly, it was the effort to catch up with the running time, which had left me back (or may be I had let it run, as I was too inertiatic to catch up) and then, for a short while, blogger fuelled the lack of posts … I had a good excuse for not writing anything…

But now, some deep spiritual realization, urged me to write this…  Adi Shankaracharya proposed “Advaitawad” (nonduality) in his quest for understanding the Brahman. "Advaita" refers to the identity of the Self (Atman) and the Whole (Brahman). Seems pretty difficult to digest, isn’t it? But I hadn’t thought even in my dreams that my petty Ph.D. work  (It’s really petty compared to the problems he was thinking about, though for me it’s certainly worth more than that ) may make me a staunch follower of Advaitawad.  I was struggling for a while for getting uniform integrability of some particular class of functions. That seemed to be the biggest hurdle, which showed no signs of moving… We tried to bypass it in many ways, either trying to choose some completely different, well-trodden (and hence easier) path or even by devising escape routes… But,…. there was no way we could avoid it…Whatever may be the road, we were bound to stumble upon it sooner or later….

And now, finally, that is solved……I was very much relieved to see the solution. But my joy was short lived…As soon as I thought that I have crossed the so called biggest hurdle, another one was there to welcome me… Now, it is the situation where I am in search of something which Ramanujan had encountered when he was in school. I have to work out the limit of the type 0/0. Now, again the fruitless efforts of filling up the notebook pages for rearranging the things in a frail hope of landing on something  finite have started. But, whatever may be the shuffling, the terms tend to remain loyal to their original form…In fact once I came up with a limit, which involved some intricate mathematical expression with three different constants, and kept on simplifying it for about 10 minutes, only to discover that the most simplified version was 0.

In essence, even these problems deny dualism. All these problems have a single soul, though they may be having different external forms. And one more thing, avoiding a problem, is like simply avoiding an unwanted relative (some nosy aunty or meddlesome uncle, which all of us come across pretty often), who is sure to bump into us at the next crossing.

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Procrastination…

Procrastination…. almost everyone has experienced it…I’m not an exception. But this time, it was heights of indolence. It has probably been a week since I spent my entire day prolifically. Initially, tried to work on some tedious, almost new topic “EM Algorithm”; so, could console myself about the sudden dip in the efficiency.  In fact, managed to convince my advisor, by giving the same excuse… how it’s inevitable to study this topic and at the same time it’s so time-consuming…. But, alas, even these excuses have their own “best before” date L.  Was thinking that it’s time to seriously get back to the work… but it’s difficult to get back on track, once you have derailed. Inertia makes its presence felt, every now and then… and as expected, before I could reach in the right gear, the excuse became outdated. Probably, for the first time during the past 7-8 months, I faltered over a seemingly innocuous question by my advisor, “What’s going on?”.  So now, it’s time to wake up, before it’s too late….. Will have to work really hard, to make up for this gap… off to work now…

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

A short update...

In marathi, there is a saying -
рдЛрд╖ीрдЪं рдХुрд│ рдЖрдгि рдирджीрдЪं рдоूрд│ рд╢ोрдзू рдирдпे..
But what about present generation scholars... I think many of us are interested in exploring about their ancestral roots, though not in the usual sense, but in the academic sense. It's a great feeling to realize that a teacher you adore most comes from a family which has produced many such erudite professors... and somewhere you are also going to be part of this bright academic clan.... The same feeling tempted us (me and deep) to invest our time in enriching an online database about the folks from our statistical clan....Just have a look at the complete account - keeping track of the lineage....

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Certain about Uncertainty

Last weekend was special in a sense; it was the last weekend of a month, year and a decade…But for us (me and deep), it was special in one more sense… a candlelit dinner with some of the brightest minds from the probabilistic world, the folks who are certain about uncertainty…

This opportunity was provided by LPS-V workshop, in ISI Bangalore. At the beginning itself, we were pretty excited, as some of the names in the list of participants, were eminent statisticians. But as the course progressed, we were simply dumbfounded, by the sharpness of the minds around us…Everyone here was simply a probabilist, other identities had vanished. It was just like a family gathering with people from almost three generations; veterans encouraging neophytes, by listening to their ideas. They were always there for the younger ones to help them convert their lumbering walk into an exciting hike, be it in the classroom or in the Makalidurga trek which was one of the social events in the workshop. And one more thing…Even this Makalidurga was not spared from the statistical lessons. The relaxation breaks were made lively by the interesting statistical puzzles regarding card magic, chessboards and exciting facts like how Diaconis (a magician turned mathematician) constructed a machine giving a desired outcome for a coin toss.


The nonstatistical joys included the special south Indian dinner served on the plantain leaves, which had almost 20 different delicacies. Apart from the two special dinners, there were other delectable treats like fruits and various kinds of cakes, which were made sweeter by the excellent hospitality of the canteen people and the individual attention by the organizers.


Last and the most important delight was the interaction with the students/alumni of many prestigious institutes all over the world including IITs, ISIs and Ivy League institutions. There we were among the gifted minds attaining zenith, but with their feet firmly rooted in the ground; some of them barely 7-8 years older than us. And thus we returned motivated, and at the same time wondering how people can achieve such great heights, in such a short span of life…