<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14984417</id><updated>2009-10-12T19:50:12.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i2thots</title><subtitle type='html'>Eye to Thoughts

www.flickr.com/photos/centaur</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i2thots.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14984417/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i2thots.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Centaur^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190052547812129339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14984417.post-8654007917627967117</id><published>2006-12-05T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T03:25:33.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My stint with photo manipulation</title><content type='html'>I had a good chance of working up on manipulating an image or rather a photograph, with the help of a good friend. Here is one that I have manipulated to the greatest extent, pixel wise, curves, colors, levels..... You name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Original and the manipulated images&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006856334298352514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2sfFlm77B4c/RXvtTv9Ei4I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kxp8z4QDR7s/s320/House+img+template.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004961391808996130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2sfFlm77B4c/RXUx3lFR4yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CQaDDAb3PEo/s320/Shreyas+Elevation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I have done some image manipulation to experiment (Touchups), I was and am not very much into it, personally I don’t like to use image manipulation on my photographs, but then its ones personal choice.&lt;br /&gt;Some of such touched up ones are.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/centaur/294267386/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Mantap - Savandurga" src="http://static.flickr.com/105/294267386_14bc199f19_m.jpg" width="204" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/centaur/294269069/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Evening Glory - Savandurga" src="http://static.flickr.com/118/294269069_62c22f3dde_m.jpg" width="182" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But the original ones always hold up..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/centaur/287612453/"&gt;&lt;img height="327" alt="Is there other heaven? - Tadiyandamol" src="http://static.flickr.com/113/287612453_88e41c1ad8.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The notion of keeping a photograph genuine and authentic has never left me.&lt;br /&gt;An aversion to image manipulation always followed. Fun and Curiosity of how things can be done, is making me learn the image manipulation techniques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the need to manipulate images when one want to show the real photograph! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14984417-8654007917627967117?l=i2thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i2thots.blogspot.com/feeds/8654007917627967117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14984417&amp;postID=8654007917627967117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14984417/posts/default/8654007917627967117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14984417/posts/default/8654007917627967117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i2thots.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-stint-with-photo-manipulation.html' title='My stint with photo manipulation'/><author><name>Centaur^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190052547812129339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11030453591448916119'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2sfFlm77B4c/RXvtTv9Ei4I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kxp8z4QDR7s/s72-c/House+img+template.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14984417.post-4772981290354989143</id><published>2006-11-23T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T21:38:39.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Losing Grandeur</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There is a village in our own backyard, little far from the hustle and bustle of cities, which has a tradition of making sculptures. Once a renowned place, now unknown to a lot. It is just another typical Indian village. The profession of the people around here is making sculptures. The art of making sculptures has stuck to this place and people. Walking along the unpaved paths of the village, one can see carving of sculptures all along. Listening to the birds chirping and clinking sound of stone cutting reveal a different ambience altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/centaur/302835361/"&gt;&lt;img height="353" alt="I am not alone around!" src="http://static.flickr.com/101/302835361_13d883d848.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idols and Statues in Shivarapatna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Shivarapatna is located in Kolar district, Karnataka State. It is 6 KM from Malur taluk on the way to Kolar. While going from Malur, need to take a left deviation (Narasapura-Vemgal &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1249/1829/1600/403561/Map-Shivarapatna.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;road) just before Doddashivara village. After couple of kilometers travel on the deviation road, Shivarapatna village is to the right side of the road. One cannot miss it as we can see sculptures at the entrance of the village making a welcome sight. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 508px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="216" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1249/1829/400/8944/map-shivarapatnam-new.jpg" width="462" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Location map of Shivarapatna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The history of the village Shivarapatna goes back to the time of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gangas" target="_blank"&gt;Gangas dynasty&lt;/a&gt;, whose capital was &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kolar" target="_blank"&gt;Kolar&lt;/a&gt;. The village Shivarapatna is named after Shivamara who was a palegaara / caretaker ruler who encouraged the art of stone carving. During his rule, prominence was given to stone carving or sculpting. The same practice has continued till date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/centaur/302835103/"&gt;&lt;img height="353" alt="Long way to go....." src="http://static.flickr.com/104/302835103_e5e0683bc8.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Expert Hands At Work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;There were well bred artisans who had splendid hands on carving the stones which were used to build the temples, statues and southern style architectures in and around the place. The fine traditional art of hand sculpting and stone carvings have come down from ages. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;`&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/centaur/302833676/"&gt;&lt;img height="353" alt="Of Father and Sons" src="http://static.flickr.com/114/302833676_745328c785.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Father and Son&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One such family was of Basavalingacharya who was a renowned sculptor, grandson of Shilpi Janakacharya, who handed over the art to the descendants. There were no schools of art or any written rule. The art and the techniques were learnt entirely under the guidance of a guru. The early style was of Cholas and later period saw a mix of all the styles of South India. The art is still kept alive by the delicate hands of the artisans. Few of them are the direct descendants of erstwhile master artisans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1249/1829/320/225121/Chola%20Style.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unfinished Idol ( God Narasimha )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/centaur/302833248/"&gt;&lt;img height="353" alt="Young hands at work" src="http://static.flickr.com/103/302833248_d73a4a5abf.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Young hands at work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The art of sculpting has learnt at very young age under the watchful eyes of senior artisans. After gathering certain level of expertise, the young artisans will take over the sculpting independently. Though there was a recorded style of carving sculptures in the old ages, now due to immense commercialization there is no definite style involved. The sculptures are carved to the needs of the people. Few examples of Shivarapatna made sculptures are Ranganatha Swamy temple in Rajajinagar, 4th Block, Bangalore and Sarvagna Statue in Kolar, both of which are carved by Late Shilpi Sridharacharya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stones are brought from various places like Vemgal – Kolar District, HD Kote – Mysore district, Chikkajala – Bangalore District. The sculptures are carved out of different varieties of stones some of which are Granites, Soap Stones etc…. and sometimes in very rare cases even cement blocks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1249/1829/320/334738/Variouslocal%20stone%20variety.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Various stone variety idols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Carving is not a cake walk even for expert hands. One mistake and the entire stone block is wasted, which is a very expensive resource. Various techniques are used to carve stones of various hardness and texture. Although machines were never used before, now they are pretty much in, to beat the competition. Different varieties of stones are used for different gender of gods, statues, lifeless pedestals and pillars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/centaur/302834315/"&gt;&lt;img height="353" alt="Im no less than my father" src="http://static.flickr.com/105/302834315_8a8a083d9f.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Home is the first school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the expertise at hand and availability of handful of artisans, Shivarapatna does not have a school of art. The artisans feel the need for an art school and yearn for recognition. Lack of encouragement from various institutions, are hindering development in the village. Selling the sculptures is another major problem faced by the artists. The government themselves go to the neighboring states to get the stone work done for the government buildings. The statues installed by our government are got done from the neighboring states. Procuring quality stones from quarries is another hassle. The art and sculpture making is not recognized as an industry and government lack interest in any improvement plans. The art is highly endangered due to negligence and being not recognized and it remains confined only to the small hamlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/centaur/302833937/"&gt;&lt;img height="353" alt="Idols on shelf!" src="http://static.flickr.com/113/302833937_44df6449f8.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Idols ready for selling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1249/1829/320/169190/Kalachar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A seasoned Local Artisan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;People of the village are hoping that somebody hears and takes care of their plight and improve their lives. It is pathetic and agonizing to see such immense talents and resources going waste.&lt;br /&gt;Is someone listening to their voice? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/centaur/302833546/"&gt;&lt;img height="353" alt="Do we have a place to go?" src="http://static.flickr.com/110/302833546_f737c4c19b.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1249/1829/320/776739/Clay%20Model.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preliminary Clay Model&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1249/1829/320/228719/Madhav.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Madhav Panchal with his carved idols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For any specific details at Shivarapatna, Mahadev Panchal can be contacted at +91-8151-230485 or +91-9845847078 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Other Interesting Links :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lansingtemple.org/pict_uma_maheswara.html"&gt;http://lansingtemple.org/pict_uma_maheswara.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.india-today.com/btoday/20060716/books.html"&gt;http://www.india-today.com/btoday/20060716/books.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Disclaimer: The article is not a very well researched topic. It is the collective words of people on the history, their plight and details compiled together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14984417-4772981290354989143?l=i2thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i2thots.blogspot.com/feeds/4772981290354989143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14984417&amp;postID=4772981290354989143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14984417/posts/default/4772981290354989143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14984417/posts/default/4772981290354989143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i2thots.blogspot.com/2006/11/losing-grandeur.html' title='The Losing Grandeur'/><author><name>Centaur^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190052547812129339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11030453591448916119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14984417.post-114121558362539348</id><published>2006-03-01T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T04:19:43.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One India! many Indians....&lt;br /&gt;The 2006 Budget is out and its a mixed feeling.&lt;br /&gt;We are looking at the infrastructure front after all the world looks at us??? Could’nt we&lt;br /&gt;have thought of before, do we need to wait till the world looks in our way? It is ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;the way our thoughts run. We want someone look at us, till then we will not venture into any&lt;br /&gt;thing good.&lt;br /&gt;The government is thinking on providing good roads and infrastructure only because the IT/BT&lt;br /&gt;is getting in more money and investments. Major chunk of the traffic moves around the&lt;br /&gt;agriculture hinterland, which is not given importance or totally ignored. The agriculture&lt;br /&gt;area just needs good road as it is equally contributing to the economy. After all it is an&lt;br /&gt;industry in itself. It does not ask for multiple lane freeways, but a decent roads where&lt;br /&gt;commodities and people can be ferried.&lt;br /&gt;Its probably our attitude, if only all of us try making our world better, India will be a&lt;br /&gt;different nation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14984417-114121558362539348?l=i2thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i2thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114121558362539348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14984417&amp;postID=114121558362539348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14984417/posts/default/114121558362539348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14984417/posts/default/114121558362539348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i2thots.blogspot.com/2006/03/one-india-many-indians.html' title=''/><author><name>Centaur^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190052547812129339</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11030453591448916119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>