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A Try to explain what ENTROPY actually is (01)

 Entropy, it's a interesting topic

To understand it we should understand the different ways by which energy can be distributed or arranged between two or many or infinitely many things.

Well, if we draw statistical curve of energy distribution between two objects then we would find that this curve starts from zero and go to a maxima and thet returns to zero....this is the beauty of the curve that the peak corresponds to the thing in which there is a great probability for us to find energy in that form. Lets consider two dices and if we plot the sum of numbers appeared on dice with no of throws then we will find that the maxima occurs at 7 someway between 2-12 which are respectively the minimum and maximum sum that we can have and here lies the beauty.....2nd law of thermodynamics says that entropy can not be destroyed because energy have a more tendency to be equally distributed between objects...it does not want to get collected that's why hot things cool down when placed near hot things and cold things warm up. Its a spontaneous change means it occurs effortlessly.

The more the energy is dispersed more is its entropy. Or we can say greater the numbers of which molecules of a system can be arranged to get the same system the more is its entropy. Will explain it more clearly in my next post.


For further interest try to explore why neutralization reactions occur? Does these reactions results in increase in entropy? Why does ice melts after 0°C....why is this change a spontaneous change at this or greater temperatures?

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