<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996776695882739868</id><updated>2011-11-28T06:28:42.901+05:30</updated><title type='text'>trivial thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996776695882739868/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dhanesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08120270071469762743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNj_CRAiCm0/TB4KtxqisCI/AAAAAAAAAh4/1cttcu2JR2U/S220/blueglow-cropped.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996776695882739868.post-5957202599642070478</id><published>2010-06-20T18:06:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-20T18:22:35.192+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I am back</title><content type='html'>hey, i think i am back for good. so many things have happened and so much has changed; that has impacted a change in my feelings, my views and perceptions about many a things in general. So i think it will fun to write about it all gain; and to cognitively view and compare the differences in my thoughts and perceptions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996776695882739868-5957202599642070478?l=dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com/feeds/5957202599642070478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996776695882739868&amp;postID=5957202599642070478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996776695882739868/posts/default/5957202599642070478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996776695882739868/posts/default/5957202599642070478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-back.html' title='I am back'/><author><name>dhanesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08120270071469762743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNj_CRAiCm0/TB4KtxqisCI/AAAAAAAAAh4/1cttcu2JR2U/S220/blueglow-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996776695882739868.post-5591768083075512752</id><published>2007-06-22T00:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-22T00:56:27.414+05:30</updated><title type='text'>define me</title><content type='html'>there was this one time i was playing this mind game in which you define&lt;br /&gt;a person with a word as quickly as possible &lt;br /&gt;so while playing this game when it was my turn and the word that defined &lt;br /&gt;me was philosopher i really was taken a little aback by this i thought many a word for me &lt;br /&gt;some good and some not so good but never thought of this one &lt;br /&gt;i wondered why that word defined me &lt;br /&gt;there always has been a certain strangeness to me &lt;br /&gt;i always tend to think a lot even on subjects that normal people &lt;br /&gt;really don't seem to care about&lt;br /&gt;may it be 11 dimensional string theory getting free energy &lt;br /&gt;through nuclear fusion or even science of attraction&lt;br /&gt;i do feel that i live on a different thought planet compared to others &lt;br /&gt;but does that stuff makes me be defined as a philosopher may be it does &lt;br /&gt;today where people are bound in there monotonous ways &lt;br /&gt;there single thought processes and  daily routines &lt;br /&gt;they find it strange when people think differently &lt;br /&gt;but i hope &lt;br /&gt;i just don't become a philosopher who thinks a lot and acts very little &lt;div 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me'/><author><name>dhanesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08120270071469762743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNj_CRAiCm0/TB4KtxqisCI/AAAAAAAAAh4/1cttcu2JR2U/S220/blueglow-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996776695882739868.post-3675400381845449359</id><published>2007-05-15T06:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-15T06:11:31.187+05:30</updated><title type='text'>fusion</title><content type='html'>there are many ways of manufacturing energy but the most potential form is nuclear fusion. it can provide us with clean sustainable energy. click on the heading "fusion" to learn more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996776695882739868-3675400381845449359?l=dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nuclear_fusion' title='fusion'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com/feeds/3675400381845449359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996776695882739868&amp;postID=3675400381845449359' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996776695882739868/posts/default/3675400381845449359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996776695882739868/posts/default/3675400381845449359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com/2007/05/fusion.html' title='fusion'/><author><name>dhanesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08120270071469762743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNj_CRAiCm0/TB4KtxqisCI/AAAAAAAAAh4/1cttcu2JR2U/S220/blueglow-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996776695882739868.post-627021319056681476</id><published>2007-05-15T05:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-15T06:21:04.326+05:30</updated><title type='text'>beauty defined</title><content type='html'>can beauty be defined? yes it can be. we see many beautiful things around; but why are they beautiful? &lt;br /&gt;its nature at its very best; every beautiful object is subject to the phi ratio.&lt;br /&gt;click on the heading "beauty defined" to learn more&lt;br /&gt;so when next time you look at a beautiful thing just try  matching it to this ratio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996776695882739868-627021319056681476?l=dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNj_CRAiCm0/TB4KtxqisCI/AAAAAAAAAh4/1cttcu2JR2U/S220/blueglow-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996776695882739868.post-7865179403498365762</id><published>2007-05-03T15:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-03T15:06:17.345+05:30</updated><title type='text'>let me feel</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I really don’t know if love exits or not, but what I would really love is being with someone, someone special. To feel another person’s joy and pain to miss that person every single moment in time, always thinking about her, dreaming about her, always craving to be with her, I want that. There is something very illogical about this, but still I crave for it. To have that special person in your life is really magical; you really are on cloud nine. But can it happen? Or sometimes are we fooled by innocent infatuations. In today’s world dose love happen? I really doubt this because today were really are ruled by our mind, than our heart. And finding a suitable companion really rules our mind than falling in love. Let me feel this joy. Let my heart skip a beat when I see her, let me drown in her eyes, let her sweet smell take me to garden of thousand roses, let her sweet whispers be soothing music to my ears. Oh please! please let me fee this pain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996776695882739868-7865179403498365762?l=dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com/feeds/7865179403498365762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996776695882739868&amp;postID=7865179403498365762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996776695882739868/posts/default/7865179403498365762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996776695882739868/posts/default/7865179403498365762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com/2007/05/let-me-feel.html' title='let me feel'/><author><name>dhanesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08120270071469762743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNj_CRAiCm0/TB4KtxqisCI/AAAAAAAAAh4/1cttcu2JR2U/S220/blueglow-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996776695882739868.post-3811520794265642529</id><published>2007-04-28T19:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-28T19:22:17.193+05:30</updated><title type='text'>cricket  and india</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was hardcore cricket fan at a certain point of time but the Indian match fixing scandal has changed that. It was so easy for the culprits to get away with murder and now these same players come on Indian news channels (who really stink) as experts and give there uneducated opinions. What have they achieved in there playing career than individual records. As Indians we tend to live with our past glories; we only have won one world cup and that too in the 80’s. Indian media and creative people really don’t have bright ideas so they keep on promoting Indian cricket (example Pepsi ad) and keep the whole jargon running. We see every other kid playing cricket on the street but are not able to produce a world beating team why? Is it because of our system or is it because players like sachin &amp; co who want to keep on playing so they can make few extra bucks. In physics we were taught moment of inertia a property of a body to remain motion less till an external force is applied. It’s the same case with our system maybe it is in cricket or politics so let’s give a big push and move the system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996776695882739868-3811520794265642529?l=dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com/feeds/3811520794265642529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996776695882739868&amp;postID=3811520794265642529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996776695882739868/posts/default/3811520794265642529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996776695882739868/posts/default/3811520794265642529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com/2007/04/cricket-and-india.html' title='cricket  and india'/><author><name>dhanesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08120270071469762743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNj_CRAiCm0/TB4KtxqisCI/AAAAAAAAAh4/1cttcu2JR2U/S220/blueglow-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996776695882739868.post-2058546587976761294</id><published>2007-04-27T00:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:27:09.880+05:30</updated><title type='text'>belonging</title><content type='html'>Why do I want to be part of something? To get a sense of belonging! We are social creatures and we don’t want to be alone; so we try to associate us with something unique and try to be a part of that unique thing/ group to get that sense of belonging. We always identify ourselves with some type of uniqueness. Oh! I belong to this religion; I am a member of this club, a part of this group and yet we try to stand out in that group and create a different identity for ourselves. We always were individuals and will always strive to be; but we are always too blind to see that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996776695882739868-2058546587976761294?l=dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com/feeds/2058546587976761294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996776695882739868&amp;postID=2058546587976761294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996776695882739868/posts/default/2058546587976761294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996776695882739868/posts/default/2058546587976761294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com/2007/04/belonging.html' title='belonging'/><author><name>dhanesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08120270071469762743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNj_CRAiCm0/TB4KtxqisCI/AAAAAAAAAh4/1cttcu2JR2U/S220/blueglow-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996776695882739868.post-791071526674860594</id><published>2007-04-26T23:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:08:58.677+05:30</updated><title type='text'>masks</title><content type='html'>What makes us hide our real feelings? Why can’t we say what we feel; are we afraid? I think the basic reason for not speaking our mind is that we are bound. Bound in social chain; chain of social norms and etiquettes. Why can’t we break free?&lt;br /&gt;We all wear special masks in this world knowingly or unknowingly. For every role we play in our lives we use those specific masks. These masks give use a different personality using these masks we are a friend to one person while an adversary to another, we love with a mask and we fight with another. Everyone carries a multiple personality with him. Society has thought us we should behave and act in a certain manner and we do; because it is this social fabric that binds us together. But we tend to loose our true face in this social mess, and then we try to find inner peace in some “spiritual journey” we try to cleanse ourselves. All we need to do is merge our masks into one single mask which is true and honest. So let this journey begin….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996776695882739868-791071526674860594?l=dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com/feeds/791071526674860594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996776695882739868&amp;postID=791071526674860594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996776695882739868/posts/default/791071526674860594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996776695882739868/posts/default/791071526674860594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com/2007/04/masks.html' title='masks'/><author><name>dhanesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08120270071469762743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNj_CRAiCm0/TB4KtxqisCI/AAAAAAAAAh4/1cttcu2JR2U/S220/blueglow-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996776695882739868.post-6978813929273883073</id><published>2007-04-23T17:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-23T17:50:05.812+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>Today I start a new chapter in my life, through this medium. I hope to express my naked thoughts and ideas; being true and honest to my real feelings and opinions. I have always been a very strong opinionated individual but I have never expressed my true feeling be known; to anyone. I am a people person and have always strived to be in good books of every individual I have come across; but this has created a huge traffic jam in my head. At this point I am looking for some outlets to my thoughts and ideas and this is a good platform for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996776695882739868-6978813929273883073?l=dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com/feeds/6978813929273883073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5996776695882739868&amp;postID=6978813929273883073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996776695882739868/posts/default/6978813929273883073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996776695882739868/posts/default/6978813929273883073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhaneshsadalge.blogspot.com/2007/04/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>dhanesh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08120270071469762743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNj_CRAiCm0/TB4KtxqisCI/AAAAAAAAAh4/1cttcu2JR2U/S220/blueglow-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
