Once upon a spacetime atom, there was a quantum fluctuation. A reckless being who was virtually excited about anything, everything and nothing, careening through the middle of nowherewhens, forever uncertain of its whimsical destination. Some called her the original hitchhiker of the galaxies. But this story is not about her.

Well, that’s because she died in an untimely accident. The time of the accident was untimely because no one knows when that exactly happened, or what time means anyways. No footage of the actual event was ever found and many even argued that this was all a vacuous scam. The non-believers organized themselves into a questionably famous religious cult they called Chemistry. The chalk outlines of the accident were all over the place. They looked like circles with wiggly lines, some as if they were made out of telephone wires clumsily glued together, some looked like stick-figure people, and some like penguins.

(Picture credits — https://www.quantamagazine.org/why-feynman-diagrams-are-so-important-20160705/)

It was also untimely because she had several unaccomplished career ambitions, ranging from an early universe entrepreneur to a gecko podiatrist. Despite several alleged claims that she lived a careless life sans any expectations and values, she rather aspired to make her mark on all fields of life, be it something massless or the Higgs.

So, we decided to dedicate this blog to the adventures of a quantum fluctuation — from the acoustics of the big bang and cosmic microwave background, to the stability of colloidal suspensions, and wherever her Zitterbewegungs hopscotch. And then some other vacuous stuff.