<?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-691229510679682809</id><updated>2012-02-18T04:16:34.993-08:00</updated><category term='Stress'/><category term='virgo'/><category term='first'/><category term='zodiac'/><category term='purpose'/><category term='nature of virgos'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>lov's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>arun.patyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06772964171644718137</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>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691229510679682809.post-6629273063604254439</id><published>2011-05-27T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T17:18:27.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you get teh life, you will not have life.&lt;br /&gt;Why and do not know why this has to be the fact of the life?&lt;br /&gt;This certainly means you have done something which does not please GOD.&lt;br /&gt;But most of the time people do not know what is it?&lt;br /&gt;Well I also do not know what is it?&lt;br /&gt;There is only one solution forget everything and live life as it comes to you!!!&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise you will be fucked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/691229510679682809-6629273063604254439?l=whuzlov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/feeds/6629273063604254439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=691229510679682809&amp;postID=6629273063604254439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/6629273063604254439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691229510679682809.post-5990180412438579532</id><published>2010-09-02T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T11:26:17.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great F****** Expectations</title><content type='html'>There are some people who will always be there for friends, family and love. Out of these people there are some who will never say what they want instead they will do whatever possible to make the other person happy in return they have some expectations. Most of the time they are hurt, reason being the other person does not know the expectations and in the end everthing is messed up.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lUFGalkE0/TH_gd9DcwNI/AAAAAAAAA8o/dn4b0wEGZg8/s1600/bg-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 111px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lUFGalkE0/TH_gd9DcwNI/AAAAAAAAA8o/dn4b0wEGZg8/s400/bg-1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512371274134634706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am trying to say here is that if you are one of such a person then remember one thing do not have any expectations at all even from your best friends, do whatever you can but no expectations otherwise you might be hurt in such a way which you cannot forget the whole life.&lt;br /&gt;Have no expectations ride hard and live easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/691229510679682809-5990180412438579532?l=whuzlov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/feeds/5990180412438579532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=691229510679682809&amp;postID=5990180412438579532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/5990180412438579532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/5990180412438579532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/2010/09/great-expectations.html' title='Great F****** Expectations'/><author><name>arun.patyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06772964171644718137</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lUFGalkE0/TH_gd9DcwNI/AAAAAAAAA8o/dn4b0wEGZg8/s72-c/bg-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691229510679682809.post-4813681125909683659</id><published>2010-09-02T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T10:20:18.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"BeingSelfish"</title><content type='html'>The topic may seem a bit misleading that m gonna talk about how to be bad..... well its not that...its how to be selfish for your family,friends and love.&lt;br /&gt;There are many situations in life/career when you to choose between friends,family,love and something else. Most of the time people will choose career.&lt;br /&gt;I would say that is the worst thing ever done by you.Think of this thing,you have maximum of 60-70 years out of which 25-30 are spent for making career.&lt;br /&gt;Rest 20-30years people try to achieve awesome landmarks while forgetting everything else.&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying to stop thinking about your career. I am just saying if you have to choose then choose family/love first and for that people may tell you that you are selfish.&lt;br /&gt;But if you want to spend life to be a perfect one then this is the way.&lt;br /&gt;You would be selfish then as I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/691229510679682809-4813681125909683659?l=whuzlov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/feeds/4813681125909683659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=691229510679682809&amp;postID=4813681125909683659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/4813681125909683659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/4813681125909683659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/2010/09/beingselfish.html' title='&quot;BeingSelfish&quot;'/><author><name>arun.patyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06772964171644718137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691229510679682809.post-5956209587744399526</id><published>2010-07-18T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T13:23:08.228-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><title type='text'>Stress!!</title><content type='html'>How to cope with stress!&lt;br /&gt;The topic itself is a stress :)&lt;br /&gt;This post is not is not about the usual blah blah ...like&lt;br /&gt;Identify the sources of stress in your life or Look at how you currently cope with stress etc..&lt;br /&gt;Its the reality ;)&lt;br /&gt;Here's my idea of idea of how to cope with stress:&lt;br /&gt; Get drunk and blast everything to the person directly ;)&lt;br /&gt; or get naked and blast your self :P and forget ...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways stress is of different levels like job stress, home stress etc.. or...what I am... or what I want to do..&lt;br /&gt;Here is what you should do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the Such situation is ..remember this line.....ftw....FUCK THE WORLD..&lt;br /&gt;Do what you want to ...and not what others want you to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In The end ...it will be between the god and you not between you and other people....It has always between you and god ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/691229510679682809-5956209587744399526?l=whuzlov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/feeds/5956209587744399526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=691229510679682809&amp;postID=5956209587744399526' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/5956209587744399526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/5956209587744399526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/2010/07/stress.html' title='Stress!!'/><author><name>arun.patyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06772964171644718137</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691229510679682809.post-1978536601259124379</id><published>2009-12-22T02:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T02:11:43.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Everything is written,everything you do is you have to do"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;“Everything is written,everything you do is you have to do”&lt;br /&gt;Is it?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If it is like that then just do nothing as everything is written and you cannot change anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even if I am not doing anything that is also preplanned.&lt;br /&gt;Ummmmmmpppppphhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What to do then stay like you are or stop.&lt;br /&gt;The point here is what is the purpose of your life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So the conclusion is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Everything is written,everything you do is you have to do”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/691229510679682809-1978536601259124379?l=whuzlov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/feeds/1978536601259124379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=691229510679682809&amp;postID=1978536601259124379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/1978536601259124379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/1978536601259124379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/2009/12/everything-is-writteneverything-you-do.html' title='&quot;Everything is written,everything you do is you have to do&quot;'/><author><name>arun.patyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06772964171644718137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691229510679682809.post-1986492788967353661</id><published>2009-08-28T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T13:59:32.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeh Dooriyan</title><content type='html'>Kabhi Hua Yeh Bhi!! Khali rahoon pe tu tha mere saath!!&lt;br /&gt;Kaha bhi maine nahin jeena maine jo tu na mila !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/691229510679682809-1986492788967353661?l=whuzlov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/feeds/1986492788967353661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=691229510679682809&amp;postID=1986492788967353661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/1986492788967353661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/1986492788967353661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/2009/08/yeh-dooriyan.html' title='Yeh Dooriyan'/><author><name>arun.patyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06772964171644718137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691229510679682809.post-7423688226462581877</id><published>2009-05-19T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T03:40:51.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The purpose of life is life of purpose</title><content type='html'>The purpose of life is 'life of purpose'....at first this statement seems like crap...but sooner or later you understand the hidden meaning.There comes a stage in life when you are wondering what the f@#$ are you doing in this world...why are you alive ....what is the purpose of your life...This is the time which decides your destiny you can either find what are you upto or die trying to find what were you upto....Finding the purpose of life is about finding what you love to do the most, living with passion, searching for what gives your life meaning. ......It's about being in tune with who you really are and living a life of purpose...... Having a purpose in your life is almost like a spiritual experience. This helps you find the The Meaning of Life,........ and  what should we do with our lives?&lt;br /&gt;Well you must be hoping I'll give the answer in this post...well I am also stuck with the same question...hope to solve the mystery soon......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/691229510679682809-7423688226462581877?l=whuzlov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/feeds/7423688226462581877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=691229510679682809&amp;postID=7423688226462581877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/7423688226462581877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/7423688226462581877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/2009/05/purpose-of-life-is-life-of-purpose.html' title='The purpose of life is life of purpose'/><author><name>arun.patyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06772964171644718137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691229510679682809.post-6719369847952523099</id><published>2008-12-03T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:45:44.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aftereffects</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="regular"&gt;I try so hard but still I can’t resist.The after effects are there but you have to, there is no way out. Lets see how it goes. &lt;p&gt;I am talking about boozing :)&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/691229510679682809-6719369847952523099?l=whuzlov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/feeds/6719369847952523099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=691229510679682809&amp;postID=6719369847952523099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/6719369847952523099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/6719369847952523099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/2008/12/aftereffects.html' title='Aftereffects'/><author><name>arun.patyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06772964171644718137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691229510679682809.post-1773130211978981026</id><published>2008-08-05T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T23:47:01.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Complexities of life</title><content type='html'>To freeze a moment in time and to see the gradual process of life,one would only be conclusive that if there was anything certain in life,it is that life is uncertain.To look back at moments where memories could relive the moments, causing the emotions within to stir as if it was happening in the present, I could see moments when I could be so certain of where I am heading and the next moment the insinuation of life engulfs the very confidence I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the moments where I would be in doubt is not constituted by one, but many factors in life. But amidst these points of time I found assurance.It is not only at the lowest of highest point in life that you get to experience the reality of God but also at the points of inflection in life.Each time something had cropped up to cloud my mind from distinctive clarity of my purpose, I would only resort to one thing. I have learned that solving issues with human strength would only make things worst ...or at times make things just "ok". Never with our own capabilities are we given the inclination or the capacity to turn our problems into a victory.It is only by GOd , and through God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the tides start to rise beyond our control, we feel intimidated and often lose hope. Experience has thought me that the best way....in fact the only way to overcome the impossibilities in life is to surrender.Surrender not to the circumstances but surrender to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not long ago when I had a "date" with God. I was at the top of building, shattered by the events happened recently.It was dark, as usual. I was often found alone at this hour at this place, each time I realize I could not handle the accumulation of the perplexity of life.Each time I managed to find time with God, I realize that it becomes my point of education by learning something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time it was something new.Something worth acquiring. As I lay down on the slide, I looked up into the sky.There were no stars.The clouds had covered them.I knew what God was telling me. The complexities and unaccustomed problems that I go through were similar to the clouds that covered the sky.It limits my perspective of life and focuses my eyes on the problems and not God.But the stars were there. I knew the stars were there but I couldn't see them. Then God spoke to me " Faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It struck me that although I could not see beyond the problems, I had to have faith that behind them.....&lt;br /&gt;There was God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/691229510679682809-1773130211978981026?l=whuzlov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/feeds/1773130211978981026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=691229510679682809&amp;postID=1773130211978981026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/1773130211978981026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/1773130211978981026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/2008/08/complexities-of-life.html' title='Complexities of life'/><author><name>arun.patyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06772964171644718137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691229510679682809.post-1611038420070408768</id><published>2008-08-05T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T02:10:25.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Good?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lUFGalkE0/SJrTHLDLSxI/AAAAAAAAAXk/sXlNtXC2Zeg/s1600-h/life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lUFGalkE0/SJrTHLDLSxI/AAAAAAAAAXk/sXlNtXC2Zeg/s400/life.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231726037322910482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all trapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of us is stuck being who we are. Sometimes we fight to change ourselves, but ultimately this has little effect. We can change what we do, but we cannot change who we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a happy person. Maybe you're not either. Maybe you're too fat, or too thin, too old,or too young.Nobody loves you and it's all meaningless. Maybe your body is fucked up and you're in pain all the time. Maybe your mind is fucked up and you're in pain all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you struggle with all these problems year after year, and you're getting nowhere, and&lt;br /&gt;you wonder if anything will ever change. And the unavoidable reality of it all is that, for you,&lt;br /&gt;life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course you're not going to give up so easily, you're going to keep struggling to&lt;br /&gt;solve your problems, to change yourself, to find happiness, wherever it is, whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;But still, life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you see all these people out there who are blissfully free of your problems, and if they&lt;br /&gt;can do it, there must be some way for you to as well. But they aren't doing you any good at&lt;br /&gt;all, they don't understand what it's like being you, and what good would it do you if they did&lt;br /&gt;understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the forces which created you, random or otherwise, have spoken. And they've&lt;br /&gt;determined that, for you, life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe life sucks because we're all really just big brained primates who were meant to&lt;br /&gt;be living in small tribal groups hunting and gathering food, and our pain is the natural&lt;br /&gt;result of our living in an unnatural environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe life sucks because we haven't turned our lives over to Jesus or Allah or whoever the One True God happens to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe life sucks because we all have chemical imbalances in our brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first proposition implies that the answer to life's problems is to abandon technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second is claimed by hundreds of different groups of religious fundamentalists, all&lt;br /&gt;of which disagree on the identity and nature of this One True God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third is put forth by psychiatrists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure which of the above groups is worse, but given their accomplishments or&lt;br /&gt;lack thereof, I highly doubt they have any answers for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I don't know the ultimate cause of, or the solution to, life's problems. I don't know&lt;br /&gt;how to end this with any helpful advice or words of wisdom. If you think you do,  let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/691229510679682809-1611038420070408768?l=whuzlov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/feeds/1611038420070408768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=691229510679682809&amp;postID=1611038420070408768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/1611038420070408768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/1611038420070408768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-sucks.html' title='Life is Good?'/><author><name>arun.patyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06772964171644718137</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lUFGalkE0/SJrTHLDLSxI/AAAAAAAAAXk/sXlNtXC2Zeg/s72-c/life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691229510679682809.post-7025803041897460819</id><published>2007-10-18T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T06:44:44.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature of virgos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zodiac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virgo'/><title type='text'>"VirgoS"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J_lUFGalkE0/RxdjHViPR_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/GZQxSFrajTM/s1600-h/Virgo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J_lUFGalkE0/RxdjHViPR_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/GZQxSFrajTM/s400/Virgo.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122672078848215026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is dedicated to all virgos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the traits which I experienced in Virgos.(Well I m a virgo too..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Married or single, it's fairly simple to spot the Virgo in public. For one thing, he won't be making much noise. He's not exactly garrulous, and he'll stand out as a loner. See that gentle, attractive man over there in the comer, with the thesaurus under his arm? The one with the tick-tock mind, clicking away the hours neatly and methodical­ly noticing the smallest details? If you look closely, you can almost see him measuring each minute for what it's worth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy for Virgos to relax sufficiently to enjoy the carefree social swim, because they're basically uncomfortable in crowds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, Virgo can make Capricorn look like a good-time Harry, and that's really going some. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing you'll notice about the typical Virgo is the definite impression he gives that there's a serious prob­lem on his mind he's struggling to solve-or a vague feeling that he's secretly worried about something. He probably is. Worry comes naturally to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a purity and tranquility of expression on Virgo features that seems to deny those secret worries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people can stand more intense work over a longer period of time than the tougher, brawnier signs-if they can avoid a nervous breakdown in the process. Although they're ex­ternally capable and cool, inner anxieties gnaw away at them, upsetting their digestion and their emotional balance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. They were meant to be calm and soothing when their intricate and delicate mechanisms are running smoothly and the wheels aren't clogged with brain fatigue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. He also has very precise ideas about health, little patience with laziness, and very few illusions about life and people, even when he's in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they're annoyed by vulgarity, stupidity or careless­ness, Virgos can suddenly become cranky, irritable, scold­ing and nervous. But most of the time they're gentle folk, and quite nice to have around, especially around the sick room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Virgo may criticize your statements with hairsplitting arguments which drive you wild, but if you are in a jam, | he'll also quickly step in to turn things right side up again • with no motive except to serve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has an apparent blindness to his faults and he seems unable to see his own weaknesses in as clear a light as he sees everything else. But the truth is that he does see them-and he sees them in such infinite detail that he can't bear to hear them generalized. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't find those people lavish in affection or in spending money. They're normally prudent in both areas, giving their love quietly and steadily with little demonstrativeness, and handling cash just as conservatively. Strangely, as willing as Virgos are to give efficient service to others, they have an almost neurotic and intense dislike of accept­ing favors themselves. They don't want to be obligated to anyone for any reason. And they don't want to depend on anyone but themselves for anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though he has absolutely no sympathy for beggars or idle wastrels, he is unfailingly generous when a friend is in trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He won't take to lateness any more kindly than he does to wastefulness. Actually, to be late is waste of a kind. It's a waste of time, and to Virgo, time is the stuff of which life is made. So be punctual if you want to avoid his stinging disapproval. Frank Sinatra's friends have learned that when the singer says "dinner at eight," he means eight, and not eight-fifteen or eight-thirty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to understand why Virginians are sometimes called selfish, since they usually find more satisfaction in serving others than in satisfying their own personal ambi­tion. The selfish label probably arises from the Virgo ability to say "no" and really mean it. He gives freely of his time and energy, but he won't go beyond the point of reason­ableness. When demands become excessive, Virgo will balk and make his objections quiet clear, perhaps too clear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a Virgo makes an error, which will be rare, point it out tactfully if you want to keep his friendship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also like truth, punctuality, economy, prudence and discreet selectivity. They hate gushy sentiment, dirt, vulgarity, slop-piness and idleness. Theirs is a practical nature, with excessive discrimination-the true individualists, whose keen perception keeps their desires clear of muddy, wishful thinking. A fresh breeze blows through the dream of a Virgo, sweeping it free of wisps of wild, inaccurate fancies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget that the shy, wistful smile of Virgo hides a secret or two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgo's reaction to such a disappointment is normally to bury himself in the hardest work he can find, stay away from society in general, and be twice as cautious at the next opportunity. You can see that you'll have to use considerable strategy and patience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He won't be wildly, passionately jealous, yet Virgo males are possessive in the extreme. This sounds like a fine line to draw, but it's important. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgos hate ignorance, stupidity and sloppy thinking almost as much as they hate dirt and vulgarity, and that's a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He may have his cranky and moody spells now and then, perhaps even frequently. But one thing is sure. If you leave him alone, he won't go out of his way to start an argument with you. Just let him get over his grumpiness and he'll surprise you with tenderness to make up for it. Let him worry. It's good for him, sort of a Virgo mental exercise. But when you see it's affecting his physical state, snap him out of it by suggesting something interesting or different to do. It isn't hard to catch the mental attention of a Virgo, though it may be hard to keep it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/691229510679682809-7025803041897460819?l=whuzlov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/feeds/7025803041897460819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=691229510679682809&amp;postID=7025803041897460819' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/7025803041897460819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/7025803041897460819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/2007/10/virgos.html' title='&quot;VirgoS&quot;'/><author><name>arun.patyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06772964171644718137</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_J_lUFGalkE0/RxdjHViPR_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/GZQxSFrajTM/s72-c/Virgo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691229510679682809.post-4898843044251370877</id><published>2007-08-13T06:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T02:09:19.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Message for u!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_J_lUFGalkE0/RsBc2HK5evI/AAAAAAAAADo/e2Iqg0LVj9M/s1600-h/Escut_FCK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_J_lUFGalkE0/RsBc2HK5evI/AAAAAAAAADo/e2Iqg0LVj9M/s400/Escut_FCK.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098176862890851058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|fck off :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/691229510679682809-4898843044251370877?l=whuzlov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/feeds/4898843044251370877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=691229510679682809&amp;postID=4898843044251370877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/4898843044251370877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/4898843044251370877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/2007/08/fck-off-fck-off-fck-off-fck-off-fck-off.html' title='The Message for u!'/><author><name>arun.patyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06772964171644718137</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_J_lUFGalkE0/RsBc2HK5evI/AAAAAAAAADo/e2Iqg0LVj9M/s72-c/Escut_FCK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691229510679682809.post-525908458989864857</id><published>2007-07-29T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T01:01:24.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone called lov!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J_lUFGalkE0/RqzPEnK5emI/AAAAAAAAACc/9SCM_06n4Yc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J_lUFGalkE0/RqzPEnK5emI/AAAAAAAAACc/9SCM_06n4Yc/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092672956790307426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lov.....not my name....not related to me still m lov as all know the everlasting lov.How a guy known as Arun became lov. It started around 8 years back when I saw something marvelous in my room and that was a new computer so fast 100 Mhz,16 Mb Ram ,2 Gb hard disk and 16 bit graphics card.Well quite awesome (at least for that time). Then the phenomenon started with Minesweeper to Solitaire to Mario to wolf to unreal to............finally halted at Counter Strike. Well I became lov one of the founding members of Warlords (nothin to afraid of a bunch of Guyz playing a game), then leaving to join another one. Now lov is online trying to spread lov everywhere. But the sad part is lov alwayz erupted hate everywhere(hey not my mistake). Moreover its something that nobody will understand as every time something happens and I am the bad one. I tried researching and found some unusual  results like .......(Well leave it ........).Heh...quite  a blog today.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/691229510679682809-525908458989864857?l=whuzlov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/feeds/525908458989864857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=691229510679682809&amp;postID=525908458989864857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/525908458989864857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/525908458989864857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/2007/07/someone-called-lov.html' title='Someone called lov!'/><author><name>arun.patyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06772964171644718137</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_J_lUFGalkE0/RqzPEnK5emI/AAAAAAAAACc/9SCM_06n4Yc/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691229510679682809.post-4826476818848028348</id><published>2007-07-29T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T09:21:06.399-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><title type='text'>My first bloG.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J_lUFGalkE0/RqzEMnK5elI/AAAAAAAAACU/ybIUCF1-oeA/s1600-h/_cartoon_blog_Calvin_and_Hobbes_comics_cartoons_freecomputer_desktopwallpaper_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J_lUFGalkE0/RqzEMnK5elI/AAAAAAAAACU/ybIUCF1-oeA/s320/_cartoon_blog_Calvin_and_Hobbes_comics_cartoons_freecomputer_desktopwallpaper_1280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092660999601355346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...Its my first blog and I dont know what is it and what to write.Ohh...its a blog...yarr...ok...so today is July29,2007.....I am 23 years.....10 months......20 dayz....and 9 hours and 9 minutes and 5 seconds old.Hmmmm a long history of ups and downs will tell u later.Today was like any other day i had 15 hour sleep 5 hours party but Sachin missed hundred...shit.Time for some fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/691229510679682809-4826476818848028348?l=whuzlov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/feeds/4826476818848028348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=691229510679682809&amp;postID=4826476818848028348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/4826476818848028348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/691229510679682809/posts/default/4826476818848028348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whuzlov.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-first-blog.html' title='My first bloG.'/><author><name>arun.patyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06772964171644718137</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_J_lUFGalkE0/RqzEMnK5elI/AAAAAAAAACU/ybIUCF1-oeA/s72-c/_cartoon_blog_Calvin_and_Hobbes_comics_cartoons_freecomputer_desktopwallpaper_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
