<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-3490470702319934443</id><updated>2024-09-27T06:22:31.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THOUGHTLESSNESS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490470702319934443.post-5885388054527235067</id><published>2009-04-29T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:47:19.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The entrance exam</title><summary type="text">They handed me the ticket to my bright future. All sealed. I was always told that this is the secret to success. Work hard.I did.But the only key to this secret chamber I had, was an allotted admit card number. Two lakh, thirty thousand, six hundred and one. And three hours to crack it.You may start. Now.  Q1: A triangular wave pulse on a string with a tension F is moving in the positive x </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/feeds/5885388054527235067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3490470702319934443/5885388054527235067?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/5885388054527235067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/5885388054527235067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/2009/04/entrance-exam.html' title='The entrance exam'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490470702319934443.post-7928205769998103824</id><published>2009-04-25T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T10:53:29.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Beauty</title><summary type="text">It happens twice in your life.Ashen .I called her ‘Ashy’. She was as white as the sheet that enveloped her.  Maybe fairer. Just like me.  She didn’t see me yet. Her tiny little eyes tightly shut. My own sleeping beauty.I am not an artist and such is the lack of imagination that I don’t remember even having a dream. But this canvas I held in my hands enthused all the shades I had bottled up within</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/feeds/7928205769998103824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3490470702319934443/7928205769998103824?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/7928205769998103824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/7928205769998103824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/2009/04/life.html' title='Sleeping Beauty'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490470702319934443.post-6626012348542026653</id><published>2008-09-13T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T07:29:36.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>?????????????????????</title><summary type="text">Through Life how I went,Hours,the minutes, the seconds spent.Saw through worry,felt every bit,All through glory,through all the shit.For all, same old fashion,For me,life took  a turn,was it heat of passion,or a scarring burn.Were they frames of past,the blue sky and the roses red,or a dark shadow to cast,on future yet to be led.Thinking,sinking all through the night,what to do, where to go,Heart</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/feeds/6626012348542026653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3490470702319934443/6626012348542026653?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/6626012348542026653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/6626012348542026653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_13.html' title='?????????????????????'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490470702319934443.post-8808746963052207851</id><published>2008-09-13T07:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T07:19:53.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The............................</title><summary type="text">I have always wondered how my death is going to be like.Will it be as painful as birth? Will it again be a tunnel with light at the end of it? Will people again look at me teary eyed with a slant of the head and wonder what life is? Will it be the ‘something’ I have searched for all my life?Or will it be a flight this time with a plunge into nothingness? A jump defying laws of Newton where the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/feeds/8808746963052207851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3490470702319934443/8808746963052207851?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/8808746963052207851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/8808746963052207851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='The............................'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490470702319934443.post-2862345021233840090</id><published>2007-12-14T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T21:58:12.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fat man&#39;s fantasy</title><summary type="text">&quot;I wish I were ,but obviously a thin man!&quot;So it starts,the end of ecstacy,And begins,a Fat man&#39;s fantasy..Got up at six,&quot;Hey ! What is this ?&quot;&quot;Why are there 2 bedsheets ? &quot;&quot;Oh no ! This is my xxxxL sleeves..&quot;It had to be a dream,for I had lost all of it !!But, the weighing machineproved me &quot; Thin and Lean &quot;So the day began,It was blowing hard,The wind..Oh God, too hard..&quot;But I thank Godfor now I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/feeds/2862345021233840090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3490470702319934443/2862345021233840090?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/2862345021233840090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/2862345021233840090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/2007/12/fat-mans-fantasy.html' title='A fat man&#39;s fantasy'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490470702319934443.post-4067980124298093308</id><published>2007-12-14T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T21:46:01.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WISHES</title><summary type="text">I wish I knew…What I had wished to know..Or..Whether I knew what I had to wish for..I got as confusedAs you just did..So I stopped wishing..For the knowledge of wish making ;-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4067980124298093308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3490470702319934443/4067980124298093308?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/4067980124298093308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/4067980124298093308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/2007/12/wishes.html' title='WISHES'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490470702319934443.post-280589611058625033</id><published>2007-12-14T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T21:44:38.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why “ACTING”??</title><summary type="text">Hopelessness was clearly scribbled all over my little brain. So I decided to seek the vastness of nature to redefine my existence.I looked up at the sky and it seemed to reflect exactly what I was feeling (the exact state of mind I was in). BLUE in bold times new roman. And the absence of the clouds, which are said to have that imaginary silver lining, seemed to underline it. Having been reminded</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/feeds/280589611058625033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3490470702319934443/280589611058625033?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/280589611058625033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/280589611058625033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-acting.html' title='Why “ACTING”??'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490470702319934443.post-3709059820095501059</id><published>2007-10-08T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T05:39:30.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Circle</title><summary type="text">   Higher and higher it rose  Through the clouds and more  It met god in the end  And thought it was over     But god laughed and said  This is the beginning  You just met your creator  Journey starts here to meet the end………………     Then there was the push  Lower and lower it fell  “Push push and harder you push”  To welcome the lively hush!!     With tears in its eyes  Amongst reddened thighs  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/feeds/3709059820095501059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3490470702319934443/3709059820095501059?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/3709059820095501059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/3709059820095501059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/2007/10/circle.html' title='Circle'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490470702319934443.post-8475771270283123141</id><published>2007-09-15T23:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T05:36:55.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bookless in Bangalore</title><summary type="text">Look look lookUnder the stone there&#39;s a bookWhat is inside I want to knowWhy don&#39;t you see and bring it to showNow I have seenBut I will be meanWhat will you payIf I say?Money is just paper used by the greedyYet if you have none of it you are needyAll I can give are blessings so pureMost of your worries and trouble that will cureWhat can I sayto a statement that may(I hope) take you to hellWell &quot;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/feeds/8475771270283123141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3490470702319934443/8475771270283123141?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/8475771270283123141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/8475771270283123141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/2007/09/bookless-in-bangalore_15.html' title='Bookless in Bangalore'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490470702319934443.post-600802091213210842</id><published>2007-09-04T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T07:52:25.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Microwaves</title><summary type="text">According to a recent survey conducted the deadliest of all diseases is yet to be discovered.Just moments after the paper was published we got our microwave assignment!!!This has been the worst fear of mankind..The ugliest of all sicknesses...The biggest pain of life...It doesn&#39;t just cause the person infected terrible pain but is a huge headache for google which houses no information on this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/feeds/600802091213210842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3490470702319934443/600802091213210842?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/600802091213210842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/600802091213210842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/2007/09/microwaves.html' title='Microwaves'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3490470702319934443.post-4492776730619911059</id><published>2007-09-03T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T22:46:15.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why??</title><summary type="text">Why why why???However hard I try...I never know why??I ask the question &#39;why&#39;??</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/feeds/4492776730619911059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3490470702319934443/4492776730619911059?isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/4492776730619911059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3490470702319934443/posts/default/4492776730619911059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipshi.blogspot.com/2007/09/why.html' title='Why??'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>