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noun; a mental state which results when you realize how little sense everything makes and how you couldn’t care less. ORIGIN: coined circa 2008 by Indian thinker Anant Singh to describe his own Enlightenment</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://zudeligumph.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://zudeligumph.blogspot.com/" /><author><name>Anant Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806035178907153126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/Zudeligumph" /><feedburner:info uri="zudeligumph" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>Zudeligumph</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEGSXk8eSp7ImA9Wx5SFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846353526117199315.post-4509823794302602196</id><published>2010-08-13T03:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-13T03:33:48.771+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-13T03:33:48.771+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="writer's block" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="writing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title>Writer's Block</title><summary type="html">Block, stupid block...
Why don't you go away?
Dude, silly dude...
Can't you see I'm here to stay?

Block, stubborn block...
What do you want from me?
Dude, delusional dude...
Blocks don't have desires, you see?

Block, crazy block...
Tell me that you don't exist.
Dude, blind dude...
That won't make me not persist.

Block, fucking block...
I'll just write a poem about you.
Dude, damned dude...
&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Zudeligumph/~4/lrnVANMJzSU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://zudeligumph.blogspot.com/feeds/4509823794302602196/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://zudeligumph.blogspot.com/2010/08/writers-block.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846353526117199315/posts/default/4509823794302602196?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846353526117199315/posts/default/4509823794302602196?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Zudeligumph/~3/lrnVANMJzSU/writers-block.html" title="Writer's Block" /><author><name>Anant Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806035178907153126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://zudeligumph.blogspot.com/2010/08/writers-block.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUAERXw_cSp7ImA9WxFaGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846353526117199315.post-7820998607951159696</id><published>2010-07-24T02:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-24T02:11:44.249+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-24T02:11:44.249+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rama" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="religion" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ramayana" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bullshit" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="questions" /><title>Questions</title><summary type="html">About the Ramayana

1. The wives of King Dashrath conceived after eating rice pudding of some kind. Is there any other documented example of rice-pudding babies?
2. When stringing a bow, isn't it crucial to maintain functionality and not end up breaking the bow? Should a broken bow count as a proper stringing job?
3. If a married man flirts with a woman and then asks his brother to cut  her nose &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Zudeligumph/~4/7C8O-MR1BsM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://zudeligumph.blogspot.com/feeds/7820998607951159696/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://zudeligumph.blogspot.com/2010/07/questions.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846353526117199315/posts/default/7820998607951159696?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846353526117199315/posts/default/7820998607951159696?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Zudeligumph/~3/7C8O-MR1BsM/questions.html" title="Questions" /><author><name>Anant Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806035178907153126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://zudeligumph.blogspot.com/2010/07/questions.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MEQXc8eyp7ImA9WxFbE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5846353526117199315.post-5151943263620573110</id><published>2010-07-05T16:42:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-05T17:00:00.973+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-05T17:00:00.973+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mission statement" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="zudeligumph" /><title>Origins</title><summary type="html">In the beginning there was nothing.Then there was what we like to call the Big Bang and everything changed. This so called 'Big Bang' put into motion a long chain of events which ended with a twenty-something Indian writer creating a word which captured the true essence of everything that had ever happened...and the word was Zudeligumph.Not being a religious person, I strongly feel that &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Zudeligumph/~4/xxSZh1yB5cE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://zudeligumph.blogspot.com/feeds/5151943263620573110/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://zudeligumph.blogspot.com/2010/07/origins.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846353526117199315/posts/default/5151943263620573110?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5846353526117199315/posts/default/5151943263620573110?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Zudeligumph/~3/xxSZh1yB5cE/origins.html" title="Origins" /><author><name>Anant Singh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04806035178907153126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://zudeligumph.blogspot.com/2010/07/origins.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

