<?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-4478733842214501840</id><updated>2024-08-28T11:16:36.943+05:30</updated><category term="Lies"/><title type='text'>Confused</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinalsays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478733842214501840/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinalsays.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>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478733842214501840.post-4400340258675633375</id><published>2009-03-24T14:11:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-19T12:33:20.929+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Infinite Recursion</title><summary type="text">In real life any decision would require consideration of infinite variable factors. However we can not possibly pursue all the factors for obvious constrains of time and even our understanding of the variables.But say; hypothetically; there is a problem of great importance, and we are to find the optimum solution to it. Mind you, I said, THE optimum solution, and that would imply that we require </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4478733842214501840/4400340258675633375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478733842214501840/posts/default/4400340258675633375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478733842214501840/posts/default/4400340258675633375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinalsays.blogspot.com/2009/03/infinite-recursion.html' title='The Infinite Recursion'/><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpVbLbI3rnU-PXDUIl4ziCA7fzYFV3bHUc9OInMEhh5BWXNS5QtDqrc-azExK6VM4PPZIW4V9TSn_iSw6IvGScENmSYFMMxjMybZKNqHcN5XFLtBW8TsAoD5ir0ipX0GISLUOJqLea6VE/s72-c/BK05-001.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478733842214501840.post-8638529222958762900</id><published>2009-03-24T14:01:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-30T02:03:52.871+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Understanding &#39;Understanding&#39;</title><summary type="text">DisclaimerThe following work is the result of my personal views and speculations. I do not claim any of my work depicting the only truth. The views expressed in the following work are the views I might have held at the time of it&#39;s creation and are subject to change.It is often argued that computers can&#39;t understand what we humans do. Well, I do agree to it to an extent.But then who is  to say </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4478733842214501840/8638529222958762900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478733842214501840/posts/default/8638529222958762900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478733842214501840/posts/default/8638529222958762900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinalsays.blogspot.com/2009/03/understanding-understanding.html' title='Understanding &#39;Understanding&#39;'/><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-4478733842214501840.post-7558043228520099169</id><published>2008-05-26T12:48:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:51:05.714+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Language, the constrain to free thinking .</title><summary type="text">When I first decided to write this post, the title I chose was, &quot;Vocabulary, the constrain to thinking&quot; . But as I got to thinking more about it, I found an entirely new perspective.Lately I have been looking up English words to improve my vocabulary(for reasons I shall come to later). I came across a word , &quot; Agnostic &quot;, meaning &quot; a person who claims that they cannot have true knowledge about </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4478733842214501840/7558043228520099169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478733842214501840/posts/default/7558043228520099169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478733842214501840/posts/default/7558043228520099169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinalsays.blogspot.com/2008/05/language-constrain-to-free-thinking.html' title='Language, the constrain to free thinking .'/><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-4478733842214501840.post-8069174707858953886</id><published>2008-05-22T16:07:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-26T15:24:58.480+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Obsession : Understanding Ego</title><summary type="text">IThat is MY ego. My concept of self.I am not talking about the ego as in an inflated feeling of pride in my superiority to others .I am talking about the &quot;I&quot; as I perceive it.I am eating. I am sleeping. What is I? Do we perceive ourselves as the body we have? Again that is not true with most. We usually say MY body. My hand. My eyes. Thenwhat is it? Is it the brain? I suppose not. It is usually </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4478733842214501840/8069174707858953886' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478733842214501840/posts/default/8069174707858953886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478733842214501840/posts/default/8069174707858953886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinalsays.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-obsession-understanding-ego.html' title='My Obsession : Understanding Ego'/><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478733842214501840.post-3067800008739693051</id><published>2008-05-21T18:41:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-26T15:48:00.334+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Existence</title><summary type="text">I was born on 25th August 1988 A.D. On 25th August 1989 I was 1 year old. You get the idea, I hope . Today I am 19 something. So?Well, thats the whole point. So what? What the hell did I do all these years? What is the meaning behind it?Mere existence seems absurd. Meaningless. (I am getting a feeling that I am repeating myself, a lot for that matter.)We all take birth (seems we do not have an </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4478733842214501840/3067800008739693051' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478733842214501840/posts/default/3067800008739693051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478733842214501840/posts/default/3067800008739693051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinalsays.blogspot.com/2008/05/existance.html' title='Existence'/><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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478733842214501840.post-3232535144682961090</id><published>2008-05-16T01:00:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-16T01:26:20.964+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lies"/><title type='text'>Lies</title><summary type="text">How much do we lie ? To whom do we lie ?( phrase seems grammatically incorrect ) . Why do we lie ?I haven&#39;t figured it out  , but if you have please do let me know .What I find most astonishing about lying is that how much do we lie to ourselves ? I suppose we lie to ourselves to avoid internal conflicts . We lie so that we can completely ignore the truth ( or at least what seems to be the truth </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4478733842214501840/3232535144682961090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478733842214501840/posts/default/3232535144682961090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478733842214501840/posts/default/3232535144682961090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinalsays.blogspot.com/2008/05/lies.html' title='Lies'/><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-4478733842214501840.post-2222361796936398054</id><published>2007-10-30T01:19:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-16T01:18:41.291+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><summary type="text">I have been notoriously famous for asking questions , all kinds of questions . My parents tried to answer as many as they could , but my school teachers dint seem to take them in a good spirit and I often ended up doing lines - &quot; I wont ask silly questions &quot;But recently I realised something .( Isn&#39;t it amazing that I have been realizing a lot of things lately !!) How many of the questions one </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4478733842214501840/2222361796936398054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478733842214501840/posts/default/2222361796936398054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4478733842214501840/posts/default/2222361796936398054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinalsays.blogspot.com/2007/10/questions.html' title='Questions'/><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></feed>