<?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-11874303</id><updated>2011-12-14T18:40:22.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Liar</title><subtitle type='html'>I am a Liar, but what I say is true.
I have two sides - me and me.
Pacifism keeps us sane and freak.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ravi Teja R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852629267867772869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/tendulkarteja/Tejatrial2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11874303.post-114041884145930884</id><published>2006-02-19T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T23:01:10.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is this Goodbye?</title><summary type='text'>I wanted to blog because I wanted toLook at myself but not being me;He seemed great but really greatWas how he looked at me.So...He liked being me and I really likedAll the things he was doing to me;We were two and we were one Life was never so carefree.But...He started to preachify me and IAm beginning to feel the ennui;Now, I return to the world ofHamster Huey and the Gooey Kablooie!I still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/feeds/114041884145930884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11874303&amp;postID=114041884145930884' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/114041884145930884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/114041884145930884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/2006/02/why-is-this-goodbye.html' title='Why is this Goodbye?'/><author><name>Ravi Teja R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852629267867772869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/tendulkarteja/Tejatrial2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11874303.post-113812721636347649</id><published>2006-01-24T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T10:27:02.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why shouldn't all actions be need-driven?</title><summary type='text'>Hi there, nice to see you again. A few days ago, I found out that all things that I liked doing were all need-driven things. I liked doing things that I really wanted to do (who doesn't?) and not the ones that I had no reason to do or the ones I was forced to do. Then, I realized that ‘want’ is a lot different from ‘necessity’. I looked up my thesaurus and it said that they were synonyms; oh, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/feeds/113812721636347649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11874303&amp;postID=113812721636347649' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/113812721636347649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/113812721636347649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/2006/01/why-shouldnt-all-actions-be-need.html' title='Why shouldn&apos;t all actions be need-driven?'/><author><name>Ravi Teja R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852629267867772869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/tendulkarteja/Tejatrial2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11874303.post-113308389585365428</id><published>2005-11-27T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T01:31:37.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why are we obsessed with numbers?</title><summary type='text'>Hello again. I’ve been thinking about a ‘panacea’ for human beings – whether it actually exists or not. I do not know why, but I have a very strong belief in this adage: Ignorance is bliss. Maybe I’m terribly wrong, but according to me all other living beings are extremely happy in their lives; they are blissfully unaware of their lives being in constant danger (usually from us). So, thinking on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/feeds/113308389585365428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11874303&amp;postID=113308389585365428' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/113308389585365428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/113308389585365428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/2005/11/why-are-we-obsessed-with-numbers.html' title='Why are we obsessed with numbers?'/><author><name>Ravi Teja R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852629267867772869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/tendulkarteja/Tejatrial2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11874303.post-113182644871614202</id><published>2005-11-12T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T12:25:34.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why did Man invent God?</title><summary type='text'>Thanks for coming back. If you didn’t know earlier, let me tell you in advance that I am an atheist and assure you that I shall remain so until further notice. This time around, I’m thinking about why we men (and women) invented ‘god’, which is something that is as intangible as ‘love’ or ‘fear’, but very less perceivable when compared to these. How could the majority of people (assuming that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/feeds/113182644871614202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11874303&amp;postID=113182644871614202' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/113182644871614202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/113182644871614202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/2005/11/why-did-man-invent-god.html' title='Why did Man invent God?'/><author><name>Ravi Teja R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852629267867772869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/tendulkarteja/Tejatrial2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11874303.post-112965856302789855</id><published>2005-10-18T11:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T11:15:29.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I still a poet?</title><summary type='text'>Good to see you again. After I wrote 'Lobotomy' (see previous post: 'Am I a poet?'), I really liked it to the extent that I decided to write a few more poems. As you will soon find out, all of the following poems are based on classroom-related incidents. I tried to rhyme in some of these poems which, according to my opinion, demeaned the 'raw quality' of my thoughts. Anyway, here goes nothing:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/feeds/112965856302789855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11874303&amp;postID=112965856302789855' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/112965856302789855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/112965856302789855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/2005/10/am-i-still-poet.html' title='Am I still a poet?'/><author><name>Ravi Teja R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852629267867772869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/tendulkarteja/Tejatrial2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11874303.post-112618802018554115</id><published>2005-09-08T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T11:09:05.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I a poet?</title><summary type='text'>Hello there. I’ve been thinking about writing poems since when I was very young. A couple of days ago, I sat down to write a few. It was then I realized that as long as I was bounded by the fetters of rhyme and reason (which are very essential for good poetry), I couldn’t write poems. So, I decided to take a break (from the ordinary) and just started following my brain. Till now, I’ve come up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/feeds/112618802018554115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11874303&amp;postID=112618802018554115' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/112618802018554115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/112618802018554115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/2005/09/am-i-poet.html' title='Am I a poet?'/><author><name>Ravi Teja R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852629267867772869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/tendulkarteja/Tejatrial2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11874303.post-112263345060429000</id><published>2005-07-29T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T03:37:30.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is all this for nothing? - An introspection</title><summary type='text'>Note: Please read my previous post, "Is all this for nothing?" prior to reading this one.Hello there. After posting 'Is all this for nothing?', I read the whole post all over once again. After doing so, I was surprised that I left out the most important aspect of life: Suffering. The primary reason why people fear death is suffering. Since death is common to all, people try to eliminate other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/feeds/112263345060429000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11874303&amp;postID=112263345060429000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/112263345060429000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/112263345060429000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/2005/07/is-all-this-for-nothing-introspection.html' title='Is all this for nothing? - An introspection'/><author><name>Ravi Teja R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852629267867772869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/tendulkarteja/Tejatrial2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11874303.post-111915624510192258</id><published>2005-06-18T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T21:44:05.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is all this for nothing?</title><summary type='text'>Hello again. This question might be similar to 'Do we have a purpose?' but here I have decided to take a very pessimistic (realistic?) view on the issue.Is 'all this' for nothing? By 'all this', I mean everything; everything we do, we know, we see and remember. Aren't we all in a linear process that we call 'life' which starts at birth and ends at death? If so, of what use is it to us the way we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/feeds/111915624510192258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11874303&amp;postID=111915624510192258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/111915624510192258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/111915624510192258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/2005/06/is-all-this-for-nothing.html' title='Is all this for nothing?'/><author><name>Ravi Teja R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852629267867772869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/tendulkarteja/Tejatrial2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11874303.post-111479595914125478</id><published>2005-04-29T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T10:32:39.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the true purpose of religion?</title><summary type='text'>Thanks for coming back. This time, the question is 'What is the true purpose of Religion?' Before getting to an answer, I would like to give what I think the true definition of religion is:Religion (re+ligion) is something that was invented to re-unite people. It can be anything that brings two or more people together. For example, Internet is a religion (as it conforms to my definition). So, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/feeds/111479595914125478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11874303&amp;postID=111479595914125478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/111479595914125478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/111479595914125478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-is-true-purpose-of-religion.html' title='What is the true purpose of religion?'/><author><name>Ravi Teja R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852629267867772869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/tendulkarteja/Tejatrial2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11874303.post-111346070509306529</id><published>2005-04-13T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T23:53:20.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do we have a purpose?</title><summary type='text'>Welcome back. Why are we here? Is it part of some plan or is it just plain fluke? If we are really a part of a big plan, how well are we playing that part? All right, enough questions for now; let me try to answer some of them.Now, I believe that each organism in this world has a specific purpose. I learnt that a certain species of red ant helps the huge sequoia trees by providing the giant trees</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/feeds/111346070509306529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11874303&amp;postID=111346070509306529' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/111346070509306529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/111346070509306529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/2005/04/do-we-have-purpose.html' title='Do we have a purpose?'/><author><name>Ravi Teja R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852629267867772869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/tendulkarteja/Tejatrial2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11874303.post-111251591995342419</id><published>2005-04-03T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T01:54:25.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the Truth?</title><summary type='text'>Hello again. What is the truth? How do you know that something is true? Is it because somebody (Parents/friends) had told you that? If it is so, how can you believe them? Maybe, (only maybe) they have told you all the wrong things!All these statements lead to a very fundamental question: What IS truth? I believe that truth is something that everyone knows is correct; or something that can be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/feeds/111251591995342419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11874303&amp;postID=111251591995342419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/111251591995342419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/111251591995342419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-is-truth.html' title='What is the Truth?'/><author><name>Ravi Teja R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852629267867772869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/tendulkarteja/Tejatrial2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11874303.post-111245609640578787</id><published>2005-04-02T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T01:45:16.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why am I a liar?</title><summary type='text'>Hi,This is Ravi Teja R. (Just in case, if you wanted to know.) Now, let me tell you why I chose such a title for my blog. "I AM A LIAR" is a paradox (Something that leads to opposite proofs, I guess.) That becomes obvious if you try to trace the true meaning (true sense, rather) of such a simple statement. If I may, let me put forward the two possible ways of thinking to this :1. The statement is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/feeds/111245609640578787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11874303&amp;postID=111245609640578787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/111245609640578787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11874303/posts/default/111245609640578787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tendulkarteja.blogspot.com/2005/04/why-am-i-liar.html' title='Why am I a liar?'/><author><name>Ravi Teja R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852629267867772869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/tendulkarteja/Tejatrial2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
