Just Susan - My world is a constant confusion...

12/13 Again.

2011-08-12T21:57:00.001+05:00

Remembering 12/ 13 August back in 2004; Two euphoric days of passion with fellow reformists and the 14th, when we all were gathered like cattle in Dhoonidhoo Detention Centre and more harrowing days in captivation till a disaster freed us from it all.

The trip was worth it. The pain and uncertainty was worth it. The camaraderie, the will to change and losing fear was worth it. The final result was worth it.

Sending my deepest love to my fellow jail mates. (Dhoonidhoo 12/ 13 August 2004 Batch)

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2011-06-15T01:31:00.000+05:00

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In Britain for Eid

2010-11-19T03:24:00.003+05:00

Somehow, some way I've ended up celebrating Eid holidays in Britain this year. Not the nicest of times to be in London, when there is a leaky sky, sulking and weeping making it one of the dampest holidays I've spent lately.

Planning to head out and meet friends in Brighton this Saturday and Sunday, walking around town and shopping at Primers. And Monday, come rain or shine, I plan to head out to London Zoo with little Adam and his mom Mari. This should be some bonding time... not with the animals though... lolz =p

Tuesday, I've saved up to go get my tattoo done. Still checking out the prices... If it costs less than 90 pounds I'm definitely getting one! Funny, in Colombo it costs more... like 300 bucks!! =/Thursday, I'll meet up with friends in South West London and do the pub rounds...

Wednesday heading out to London town with Loretta, crazy woman hahahaha... I'm definitely up for some laughs and to ogle at the blokes... ;-) A woman's gotta do what a woman gotta do... ;-D

On 25th I shall make a trip to the much anticipated Salisbury and hang out with Dave. I can't wait to meet Ting and Kim! I'm gonna go check out the Salisbury cathedral and the famous Stonehenge. After a week with Dave I'll have to head back to London and travel to the beautiful Scotland and stay in Edinburgh for three days and enjoy the winter and it's beautiful landscapes... I just hope that my toes stay calm and don't go all blue and numb!!

So, Britain! Your winter isn't gonna dampen my spirits! =)

Eid with Suraine...

2010-09-13T17:07:00.003+05:00

With the Eid holidays just behind, I'm just letting the dust settle down on Ramadan and getting ready to hit the corporate world...

This years Eid was spent with my brother Suraine, since he's disabled he visits rarely and it was awesome having him around though he couldn't hear me or talk to me... We did a bit of dinner-ing and shopping together... That's something both of us love doing! I've never seen him so alive and smiling! I wonder what goes through his mind....? All he does is nod a lot and smile a lot. But what the heck! That comfortable silence, the severe nodding in agreement and the thousand watt smile, it makes my day! =D

He loves perfume so I took him out and bought him a bottle of Hugo Boss. Yeah, we are big on perfumes and scents! ;-) Lol, that just reminded me of the Al Pacino flick, Scent Of a Woman...

Seeing him leave after Eid was really painful... It just squeezed my heart to see him go... Man, I'm gonna miss him terribly!! =( He kept sulking through out... I know he'd miss me even if he couldn't say it... 'Cos even as kids I always understood his language... I don't need sign language with him or a translator... I just know and that's the beauty of being a big sister. But we have lives to live and place to be and money to be earned in a real world.... So till next Eid I bid my other half goodbye... I love you Suraine. =)

Its 12/ 13 again...

2010-08-13T19:57:00.002+05:00

This 12/ 13, I send my deepest love, respect and admiration to my fellow jail mates in Dhoonidhoo Detention Unit '04. We fought, protested, cried, laughed and got strength from eachother & braved the torture, suppression and injustice of it all together.. I love you all and hope that we who went through this torture would remain honest and just towards humanity and our nation. Let's all become ONE once again, for we only get one shot at life.. =)

Office Ordeals

2010-05-26T10:48:00.005+05:00

Forty percent of the telly addicts in the office spends their time getting drunk on puke that DhiTV like media throws up from the TV downstairs... Ten percent of them spends time frantically loading and reloading credit to their pre-paids and forwarding mass messages that has nothing to do with anything... if they aren't forwarding hoax messages, they are at a coffee break where they moan about how everything is so expensive and they have nothing left in their pockets at the end of the month to pay their bills... yada yada yada...

Ten percent is hardcore and anything they say or others say or do is always associated with their party and they religiously follow their Reeko's and Mahlouf's on the Internet social networks, media and speeches recorded on Cd's. These guys also spend 70 percent of their time in bullying the geeks in their department, to join their party or sticking some bull petition under their noses every other day... These geeks, who, apart from watching Hentai, spends their time playing Red Alert, chat with faceless MSN girls, also does a bit of IT.

Twenty percent of the guys/ girls are on their office phones 60 percent of the time with each other or with another, getting connected romantically or breathing heavily down the phone... their cubicles reek of amateur phone sex, after lunch hours...

The other twenty percent consists of Wahaabee extremists who has Shaikh Fareed recitals of Quran playing in volume two on their desktops, Zakir Nike video's playing on silent mode, on YouTube whilst they sit almost invisible in their cubicles, their eyes following the movement of the chests on all the girls in the office including the big buxom cleaning lady who shares her varicose veins malady with anyone who has an ear to lend... Apparently, according to some reliable sources, some of them operates shady business with the maintenance guys, selling them Viagra, Parachute oil, Marlboro cologne (Now WTF is that???), etc etc...

And then there is me, and a few others who spend 40 percent on Facebook, Twitter, Flicker and Blogspot... Writing, researching, posting, bugging and what not...

I wonder at this rate, how the office actually runs... Not on Parachute Oil for sure... =/

This day, two years back...

2010-03-30T17:51:00.000+05:00

This day, two years back I lost a love, a soul mate, 80% of my life, the reason I smile, breathe and live, the most beautiful person that ever existed in my life... Time, people and the world will surely change, but this love has and will forever remain and grow long after his death...

I wonder how it's like for you Hassan...

I wonder, if you, in your non-existence still see me... even if I don't see you...

I wonder if you still stand beside me and watch me laugh out loud like crazy and make a total fool of myself. Does it still hurt your ears, the ringing of my laughter? I swear I'll live in a world of silence if only you were here to share it with me...

I wonder if you still come over to my door to hide my shoes... you know I still keep a pair at the door out of habit, wishing you'd come and hide them, just to bug me once more...? I will keep all my 28 pairs outside for you to hide them if I it could make you come back...

I wonder whether you still hover over my shoulder when I'm cooking and check and re-check to see if I've added the garlic’s that you like so much and I would say yes every time and you don't find them on your plate at dinner later... I want to fight about the garlic’s Hassan. Yes, please do come back, I'll add the garlic’s and onions and all the spices in the world for you... Let's have one last dinner with me...

I wonder if you still stare at my old teddy bear and make that disgusting face... I know that it was you who doodled a moustache with your Redleaf pen on him... though you denied every time that you were jealous of an old teddy... You know, I wasn't mad at you at all... I found it sweet that you wanted me for yourself... I am here Hassan. I am yours. Please come back... =(

I wonder whether you still sneak in late at night and lie next to me while I'm lost in my dreams and nightmares, yearning for your familiar warmth and you, smell my hair, fall asleep and disturb my slumber with your snoring!! I miss your snoring and the noises you make when you come in late at night and the several excuses...You can bring the frigging ceiling down with your noise... I won't care! I'll give my life to hear you snore beside me once more... =( Make noise Hassan, let me hear you once more... =(

It's strange how missing someone could terribly turn a woman so helpless and insane. I wish I have been ready for such loneliness, despair and emptiness... But then again, sometimes loneliness is the only comfort that feels alright because my loneliness revolves around you Hassan... It feels so damn good to love you and miss you! Thank you, for just being even if it's with the angels up there... I love you.

Besotted with Baa'rah!

2010-02-06T16:10:00.003+05:00

Today I have reached one of the most beautiful islands in the Upper North Province. The Island is in the shape of the letter 'Baa' in Arabic, which is also the name of the island, Baa'rah. The North tip and South tip of the island caves in towards the middle creating an inlet which suddenly opens up into a huge swimming pool like lagoon. The boat I'm on almost glides towards the old jetty on a carpet of turquoise water... What bliss!

It wasn't just the beauty that blew me off... but the most intriguing history that exists here that the folks are very proud of. I have two reasons to be here today. I have started documenting the history of this beautiful island so that future generations have full knowledge of their history. This is something very close to my heart and I feel that it's already too late as the old folks who have this knowledge are dying out and there isn't enough time.

I mean to cover this history with video, audio and written documentations. Tonight I have few interviews with these people and I can't wait to!! I am so amazed at what I'm learning and shocked that the history of these islands aren't documented properly and was never taught at school level. I believe that everyone big or small, should have access to our history and should be proud of it. And I mean a history that is documented and taught as it is. Not twisted and warped like it was through out the history of Maldives. Right now I'm doing this alone. I wish more people would volunteer and support this cause with me. People in the islands have been wonderful and very eager to help with whatever information they have. This is one of the most exciting projects ever!!

Everyone has a right to the knowledge of their history. And I mean to do whatever I can to make this happen. Nothing is going to stop me!

My second reason to be here? It's a long story, something to do with the swamps and mosquitoes here... it's yet to come! =)

What makes a person?

2009-11-10T05:03:00.002+05:00

I had a problem growing up. I grew up fearless and independent. Curious and rebellious. There was no particular culture around me except for utter chaos and mayhem. Sometimes the chaos around you are what makes you strong or weak I guess. I braved every fall and shushed my silent cries, and filled my little brain with the people around me, their thoughts, their smells, their tastes, their happiness, their religions, their inner turmoils, their hatred and their ever confusing love. Yes, I was a child who actually stopped to smell the flowers and who listened to the bees in the gardens.

What makes a person? Music, books, poetry, arts and my belief in love made me who I am today. Bob Dylan changed the way I perceived men and the world in general. Paul Simon taught me about love and separations. Jim Morrison emitted the dark energy that made me the wild woman I am today. Pablo Neruda squeezed the passion filled verses that poured out of my being. Gabriel Garcia Marquez made me fantasize, reach out to my jumbled thoughts and made me fall in love with mystic reality. John Lennon made me humble and taught me humility and revolution. Bob Marley taught me that no revolution is complete without music and brotherhood.

Naifaru Dhohokko made me sing like a woman with her heart bleeding on a carpet of thorns.The passion filled voice of Huvarafushi Fareeda and Jameela Hassan brought drama and tragedy into my life. The great Janis Joplin made me the fearless bitch with character and emotional breakdowns. Jimi Hendrix made me go on trips on a psychedelic magic carpet ride that a normal girl wouldn't dare go...

Vincent Van Gogh taught me that only the insane can truly feel life and create it for the eyes of the beholder. My mother taught me to become the strong women I am today and taught me not to be defeated by adversity. My grandmother showed me the comfort of friends and held my hand forever like a true friend. My brother Srayn taught me that nothing, not even disability should prevent you from living your life and loving it!

Omer Khayyam got me intoxicated with his wine and lust filled poetry. Salman Rushdi fascinated me with the written word and it's power. Isabella Allende made me fall in love with anything and everything Latin American. B B King, Nina Simon and Buddy Guy opened up the world of Blues and Jazz for me.

From Anni, I learned that dreams are achievable even if we get one shot at life and the craziness and strength of the enormous burden and responsibility to save a nation on the verge of social and political destruction at any cost. Bambukeyo Hassan, Bless him, lighted a fire inside me that wouldn't go out. He gave me the zest for life, beats of music, the colors of the rainbow that I paint on my canvas, love and death in my poetry, humor, life's hilarity and the will to live and never give up!

I'm glad that my life was influenced by all of them. They all left a lasting impact on my music, arts, creativity, poetry and the way I write, think and love. I am me, with all my flaws and tortured soul because of them.

I am the most content, if not, the happiest woman on this planet right now. =)

Walk of Life...

2009-11-10T03:28:00.003+05:00

This day should be Daddy's Day!

It is true that sometimes Parents do learn from their children too. Today my daddy took part in his first ever rally to mark Democracy Day. About time too! Guess it's never too late... I would be lying to myself if I said I did not feel proud of him! I saw the flush of emotions on his face and his excitement in finally walking his walk!

I was a few months inside my mom when my 19 year old daddy was first taken to jail. He was never told the reason why, till this day! History did repeat itself years later. I knew how my young father would have felt subjected to torture, with a 14 year old child wife back home a few months pregnant, when I was thrown into jail after Black Friday and so on for the next three years.

Years of torture and financial issues had broken down many a men of my fathers generation, that it shames them that they were so tied to this parasite called fear instilled by a mad man. It slowly fed on whatever was left of their dignity, courage and hope... It made me weep ever since I really could weep and understand why the tears were being shed.

Some fight their inner fights silently, when others need to stand up and roar. Either way it isn't a smooth ride for anyone. A revolution cannot be brought without giving your heart, soul or life. That is why heroes are few among us. Heroes, because, few in the world are capable of standing up to authority, brutality, pain, injustice and few can completely release every ounce of fear in their being for the sake of freedom.

Today he stood beside me tall, confident and sure of his self with a twinkle in his eyes. I knew that moment that he had after all, finally, faced his demons and come to terms with life's many injustices and let downs. I guess we are even now. And we hugged. We hugged for all the time we lost, for all that he couldn't bestow upon his daughter, for all our shattered dreams, our failures, our struggles, the tortures, the jails we were confined to, and for the great love and kindness we felt for the living being. We can be changed by what happens to us. We refuse to be reduced by it... We are healed. We have a smile in our hearts, we are ready to grow old now and death, come when it may... I love my father more and more each day.

Love like change is constant.

Turning 34

2009-08-14T00:16:00.002+05:00

Gee.. I can't believe how time flies....
I just turned 34!

Finished a crossword puzzle and am sitting here listening to the basically injured, ancient fan whirring... whirring... Maybe I should go out and celebrate. Hang out with a few friends for a good smoke and a laugh with Dylan in the background...
That's the good life... ah! =)

August 12/13, 2009

2009-08-13T22:20:00.000+05:00

I'm in a mood.

I'm thinking of this day, 5 years back when I was arrested after the 12/13 protests. I've ofcoz come a long way after that... It made me a strong women because I refused to bow down or be scared of suppression & torture. I knew what I was doing, why I was doing it & what the consequences would be...I'm glad for all the strength I had & for being able to contribute with my time, my spirit..

We did it!

2009, here i come =D

2009-01-03T00:44:00.002+05:00

Happy New Year 2009, fellow Bloggers!

I can't believe how fast 2008 went by, when we all were

busy doing this and that and worrying about life and it's

mishaps in general...sigh..

I hope to think that time will be on my side this year..

I hope my creative side is invigorated and that

I accomplish more than I did in 2008.

This year I'm gonna concentrate on myself and think before

making any commitments, instant gratification probably isn't

worth the emotional risk...

Anyway I wish to embrace the whole world

and spread as much love and laughter as I can...

2009, here I come!

Today is my beloved Hassan's Birthday...

2008-12-19T14:31:00.003+05:00

What is it about people who leave you before their time?

Today is my Hassan's Birthday.
The first ever birthday that we will never ever be celebrating together
since we met 13 years ago....
And he is no more...

13 years... It all seems like yesterday...
When I think about it now... Oh god...
Loving is so easy, forgetting, so very hard.. :(

He was 7 years older than me...I was a silly thirteen year old girl,
flat chested with a mop of wild curls
that was not at all a fashion statement
and I was always busy trying to catch his eye or impress him...
Whenever we met, he'd come over and
fondly ruffle my curls and It'd curl my fingers
and bowl me over everytime!
Sigh... I was crazy about him..

Down memory lane....

Late 1980's - The first coffee I made for him at my dad's place..
He was in a meeting with dad in the living room
and I was asked to make coffee for him, which I did so enthusiastically that,
I ended up adding iodized salt instead of sugar, and he,
being his mischeivious, modest self, drank it all without batting an eyelid.

Our youth took us to places for studies and him to his music
and it was 10 years later again
when fate brought us together during 1996 August 13,
When under a palm tree at Nedhunge Abo's house (May he rest in peace),
He told me how I had put salt in his coffee 10 years ago and kissed me... :S

That night, was the beginning of a thirteen year old love affair
with a man who was the most giving and compassionate,
who spent years and took pains to understand my complex moods
and learned to love me for the person I was..
He tried and learnt ways to make me happy,
to protect me, care for me and showed me the way.

We'd have the usual couple's rows
we'd bang phones and doors
and come back crying into eachother's arms
and make love till morning,
tired and spent we'll fall into eachother's arms
cuddle and sleep in eachother's warmth like puppies

He'd hold me in his arms on nights when I would
suffer and shiver from life's insecurities...
He'll soothe me and watch over me till morning.
And I'd do the same...
Lifted him up everytime
society pulled him down..
we dried and wiped eachother's tears
and held on to dear life for survival
being eachothers strength and weakness..

How could one not miss that warmth?
How could one not miss that reassuaring smile
and the tender touch, and soothing voice??

Today I cry for the loss of your presence in my life Hassan.
I cry for all the things we never said and did..
for the baby that we lost,
How can I ever forget three days of tears
you shed for that baby?
It crushed me and shattered me...
and I cry too for the babies we never made,
but gave names to on childish impulse...
(lil Rehendhi and Hayyaam Haaji Hassan...
- named after our favourite Persian Poet Omar Khayyaam)

I cry for the colours we never painted on our walls
but fought over like kids...
For the beats you never played on your drum
but all your life dreamt of those accomplishments..
For all those ideas you were able to share with me,
but couldn't put on paper...

The emotional baggage I carry of our union
is heavy and over whelming Hassan..
It's brought me to my knees..
and you're not even here to lift me up,
or wipe my tears and comfort me...

Time has been cruel and I haven't been able to move on
since you went away... :(
I wish you had written more bullet points on the letter you left me...
of how, I should learn to live without you
and not look forward to your phone calls,

not dial your number in excitement

everytime I wanted to share a piece of my life...

not turn in my sleep to hug you,

Probe for your warmth, only to find emptiness.

Nothingness.

I could go on... but I can't...It's too painful :(

You were a lovely, lovely man Hassan.
You made me a woman.
taught me how to love,
You'll be so proud of the woman I've become now.
I will always love you because I never felt anything but love for you..
and I wouldn't know how to love anyone else,
Cos I've never known unconditional love like yours...

Just please, please, watch over me.
and save me a place, up there, right next to you.
I'll be there soon, only time will tell...

I Love You.

Guarding My Secrets

2008-12-09T19:43:00.002+05:00

My heart knows no bounds.
I think this is an endearing quality
that attracts more than just the ideal man.
I could also be a bulls' eye for lotharios
just out for a good time without a commitment.
I think I should guard my secrets well until
I can discern the best from the deadbeats.
I need to and I want to but when can I empty my heart??

Wishing words and letters

2008-11-28T20:07:00.006+05:00

I could wish upon you...

A few warm words that could wrap around your whole being

squeezing out the dark letters from the folds of your soul....

let them fly fly... fly away from human vocabulary...

away from dirty, wandering vowels and such...

let them cringe and roll into and out like musical notes

and syllables not yet defined...

The S surrounds you like

warm aroma from some godforsaken spa

The L is like the guitarist

who rips open healing wounds with his strings

The U is filled with pot

smoky, hazy, lazy nights on beaded cushions

with a man who croaks like a frog and kisses you windy.

The E takes you to places

where the sun has abandoned

dilapidated dreams and shattered thoughts left trodden

and a dream that smiles at you from under an oyster shell

The H is a lone hippie forever protesting

dragging a plastered heart

and a withered garland of temple flowers to his death.

The Z speaks like a beefy man

too big for any kitchen

runs around making apple pies that nobody would eat or poke...

And I wish upon you the wonders of the rest of the alphabet...

Words come easy to me...

2008-11-28T20:01:00.002+05:00

Words words words...

They overwhelm me...

I hate what grammar and vocabulary does to my brain..

The way they impose themselves.

The power of the written word controls me...

My words freeze.

I'm scared to create...

I'm scared shitless of being brain damaged...

Somebody stop me!

30 minutes to presidency...

2008-11-11T08:52:00.002+05:00

I still can't believe it.

In exactly 30 minutes, Anni will step in as the new president of the Maldives.

I'm over whelmed.

I'll say a few words when i'm back from the ceremony......

I think i'm gonna cry....

This excitement thingy...

2008-11-02T23:47:00.002+05:00

I'm feeling excitement after a long long time...
I cannot put into words... is this right for me?
Am i being stupid?
Is this foolishness or me trying to find happiness?
Do i deserve all this???
Oh god. let this be it.
let me find happiness.....

A Few Problems

2008-07-24T04:13:00.004+05:00

Torn torn torn....

I seem to be stepping on all the wrong toes these days.

I seem to have opened doors I shouldn't.

I seem to be on a trip on a constant basis.

I seem to take my vacation for granted.

I seem to hate sugar in my beverages..

I seem displaced and very much confused here in Male'

I seem to ignore my siblings for some weird reasons,

hitherto unknown to them...

And I seem to have forgotten a lot about myself...

So, there!

Just a little hint that I've been having a few problems

like everyone else. :/

Saying goodbye to British Red Cross...

2008-07-03T22:12:00.003+05:00

I'm in a fix...
I'm never great with goodbyes... It was so hard to say byes to my comrades in British Red Cross...

I'm gonna miss Richard and his infectious smile... how he would always find some work at the office even when there was none.. yes none! :)

I'm gonna miss Ibbe and his holy laziness.. yes it his religion! He was so lazy... he had to make an extra effort to smile and if you are lucky you might get a rare toothy grin... :D

I'll miss my fights with dear Gav... the almost husband - wife rows and the gaps of mourning in silence for our lost friendship for three days, and the big make- up where we'll cry for another three days and say our i-love-you's!

I'll miss Sharu and her modelling in my clothes which are way too large for her petite self...and her giggles...

I'll miss Nasheedh's big bum. which is as always very toned and pinchable... ;)

I'm gonna miss Ubad.. who has a way of making snide remarks which leaves everyone in splits!!!

I'll miss Shaliny's exploits which always makes great waves in the CMT... and her time keeping. yeah!

I'll miss Nasheeth.. the Nath'thu with his comic grins and his always welcoming hugs whenever we land at his abode in Maab...

I'll miss my working soul mate Muhay, yes 'mindey'...the brains behind many of my mis-adventures during the programme. I loved his food and i'll fall sick everytime just to have a bit of his gourmet dishes... :)

I'll miss Adheel my 'Buddy' who is forever recovering and at it always... I'm so proud of his acheivments and proud to be the godmother of his son Mikael. I'll always love this collegue..

I'll miss Saji.. the other recovery.. ;) the sight of him on a bleak day is like the sun bursting into a million smiling suns... he is like vicks balm on a depressing and bad day... yes he is the balm to anyone's soul with a bad cold...

I'll miss Saeedha with her huge personality and eager friendship... her readiness to join us in any of our exploits...

I'll miss Shakko and her shy 'kanbiliness'... how she would always follow us on any of our activities like a shadow and yet would enjoy our company...

I'll miss Ammadey and her BGness... his fiery temper and sudden bursts of mood swings which would creates so much hassles that it was kinda always welcome when nothing exciting is happening at the CMT bases...

and I'll miss Hussain my so called Lhianu who was always up for a fight or row... and our '10' games which would send him on one of his anger trips...

and I'll miss the never ending mails and due dates, matrixes and data bases that the Head Office kept sending always at the last minute which would send us cursing them with beautiful obscenities and many a gossips...

With all these flaws and wonderful things we did together, there never was a team like us and we rock!!!

I'll love you guys and miss you like forever.. :(

You will be terribely missed Hassan...

2008-03-31T07:32:00.003+05:00

I'm totally shattered...
I never imagined Hassan leaving me, his loved ones, everyone so soon...not this way..by breaking everyone's heart...
Just 40 and everything going for him...this is the hardest part of my life...
What do you do when a person you have practically lived and shared everything with for 13 long years is just gone...one fine morning?

I'm at Singapore airport at the moment... trying the NEC free internet... I see Hassan's mom and sisters sleeping on the lounge chairs, all tired and spent...and still we need to head to Malaysia for the funeral...Write now while i'm writing this, post mortem is being done on his body and i'm in shock... He wouldn't like it at all... this was not the kind of death he would have preferred..but nobody can help it i guess... yesterday I was just death walking... I was breathing, but i guess im just dead inside now... just because a person is breathing doesn't make him or her alive... im exhausted... im tired of life... i'm tired because i dunno what to do.. now that he's gone...The last person he spoke before he passed away was me, so I guess it was his way of saying goodbye... I'll never be the same again.... May god watch over my dear Hassan... I will always love you even if you are not here.. I'm still waiting like you asked me to... maybe you'll never come back..but I will keep my promise to you Hassan.. Bless you. Do you know that all your childhood friends came over and shed their tears for you??? May the angels always keep you sheltered under their wings... you deserve it Hassan. Because you were a lovely man, wonderful to your friends and always there for everyone.. you will be terribely missed...

Being As Brutal As I can Be...

2008-03-28T18:50:00.002+05:00

Why can’t I get ahead? I gotta look at issues a bit more deeply. I think I barely scratch the surface sometimes. Maybe I should learn to give more of myself when it comes to ME...

If someone is acting petty, I won't mince words when setting them straight after this. Life is too good to get caught up in someone else's drama. I'd say my piece then move on to bigger and better things.

Hmmph!
So there! Now that wasn't so hard. Was it?

Life's Lesson #5 - Motion Sickness.

2008-03-27T14:25:00.001+05:00

Don't go to the toilet
if you want your motion to be passed!!!
(especially if you happen to be in the Parliament.)

Matters of the Heart...

2008-03-27T13:19:00.001+05:00

In matters of the heart, there isn't always one clearly defined answer.
This may be difficult, if you like things to be spelled out in black or white. But when you learn to accept that a little uncertainty is part of the fun, you will be able to go with the flow and enjoy the ride.

It’s one of those days that seems to drag on in the wrong parts and then rush ahead past the good stuff, but I'll settle down soon.I guess.

A bit pre-occupied...

2008-02-24T11:40:00.004+05:00

Relationships are all about good combinations -- and making good matches just happens to be my strong suit for now, or so I think... :p I am Looking out for someone who can be the neat to my messy, the sporty to my artsy or the calm to my zany... Oh well! the list could go on and on... I need to do alot more than day dream.. I'm thinking alot about Gav and my book today... 'Ride of our Life'... I should impart my knowledge more i guess... though nothing comes to my mind today..

There should be a saying that goes..If more than one man occupies your mind, than you don't find time to day dream.. or something...

Am I totally becoming a mushy mushy?

2008-01-20T13:59:00.000+05:00

Today is the kind of day when I normally dread those uncomfortable silence...
Here I am going about like a zombie wishing that I'll be in the company of someone totally delightful, someone who'll embrace the lull. Hold hands, point at nature and practice the art of nonverbal communication... Gee... I'm totally becoming such a romantic...

Despite Terrible December Weather...

2007-12-07T01:54:00.000+05:00

Weather forecasts say that I should stay put under a quilt than
board a gulf craft for a three hour trip across an unpredictable ocean...

I am to get up around 04:15 and be at the jetty for the guys to pick me up
through the usual bus route... I'm not liking this at all!!
I'm glad that at least Paul, Clare and Russell are gonna be there..
makes it easier to know that at least I wont be the only one thrown into the sea.. :))

The bank boat reached the island around 16:00…
Everyone was very much looking forward to it.. pay day!!! :)
Today they came to open accounts for three groups of
people in the community.. they all looked pretty bushed!
One staff even fell off the boat and all evening he kept complaining
about his Nokia that, well, fell along with him :)
I couldn't help but laugh when he said this was the fifth time..
no exaggeration here...

Made some garudhiya and fried fish... just a quickie... while Shalni cooked
rice... I never knew Basmati rice could taste this good with garudhiya... mmmm

Tonight's committee meeting was chaotic!
The president and his partner walked out after exchanging
vulgar pleasantries with the Island chief...hmm
They just cannot have a normal meeting without
bickering like old widows... I've come to believe that these
people are actually looking for a platform to backbite and complain...
through out all that, I was smiling with a heavy heart.. :)

This life, I'm loving it!

My Buruni Experience Day 1 and 2

2007-12-05T21:27:00.001+05:00

Sigh... Buruni is heaven...
I could stay here forever..
the people, the ocean, the width of the island is just perfect for my soul..

The world volunteer's day was celebrated here today and
it was fun and tiring taking part in the activities with the community..
carrying burrow full of branches just slain to death.. :S to and fro to
the waste management centre.. but i had to say that it kinda gives
you a weird sense of acheivement in just taking part...
doesnt really fit the usual kinda laid back sunny side of life frame... ;)

Funny how the cheif kept saying over and over again at the meeting
last night about how he wants the community to take part in planting
more trees and the next morning he breifed them on how he wants
them to actually cut down part of the trees on the island and infact
cold bloodedly surpervised in butchering a tree!!!! :o OMG!!
poor 'hirundhu' tree!!
(well, all he wanted was to clear the way for the ambulance anyway...)

Yesterday was a backbreaking day... stormy weather on the way from
Laamu to Vilufushi and again back to Buruni...
choppy waters almost plunged the gulf craft into the ocean... scarey!
and all through the trip I tried very hard not to notice how Paul, Sue
and Clare were trying to read their very respectful novels... *rolls eyes*
I was hoping Paul wouldn't get a migraine from trying to follow those
font size 2 letters through out the bumpy experience...
Sue however, finally gave up, goggle eyed and tried to catch some sleep..
wise!

By the time we reached Buruni I was sore from head to toe..
but was too excited to take any rest and hung around till Darren
and co's meeting were wrapped up.. and that was around 23:30!!!
Jonathan and his partner were trying not to relax too much incase
they fell asleep in the meeting!! :S

But oh boy! the cheif just couldn't resist himself and started snoring
in the middle of Darrens presentation on Sewerage choices.. lol!
And poor Barry was stuck between too sleepy Island cheifs...
pity the man and christmas is just round the corner!

Kept Shalini awake till 01:00... puffing away on our smokies...
sitting very relaxed on the joali in the backyard...
and suddenly a misterious phone call shatters the silence..
it was none other than Muhaimin, who it seems were
trying to locate us somehow... (despite us living under the same roof) :S
We assured him that we were very much in the same house as him
and that we were fine. Scared the shit outta us really! :p

Life's Lesson #4

2007-12-02T17:52:00.000+05:00

Usually looking backward isn't helpful.
It just hurts your neck and the things you see are never worth it.
It's fine, however, to look at the past as long as you learn from it.

The Cat's Outta The Bag...!

2007-09-16T16:21:00.000+05:00

This just in, the moles on the street say the cat got out.
Apparently the cat fooled a mouse to press open the door.

Attempts to reach the mouse to confirm the story have gone unanswered.
Reports of the mouse being silenced have not been confirmed.

Life's lesson #3

2007-09-16T16:19:00.000+05:00

It's okay to forget about the agony of defeat...

Life's lesson # 2....

2007-08-15T13:15:00.001+05:00

Giving a little gets you a little;
giving a lot gets you much more...

Time for Bed

2007-07-18T04:39:00.000+05:00

Time for bed. May or may not be back in six or so hours.
Is it bad that I heard my neighbors or one of their
girlfriends and thought that it might have been somebody
walking down the street?

Think I've been technically awake for almost 24 hours now.

Life's Lesson No 1

2007-07-15T19:54:00.000+05:00

The secret to life is learning to be comfortable
with all your feelings, especially the weird ones.

Omelette Fever

2007-07-09T22:15:00.001+05:00

Mirey beynun bodu bisgandeh!

Think I'm having the omelette fever again..
Its so hard to keep at bay certain addictions...
Eggs are so very banned at my place...damn!
I could just bloody point a gun and force deliver a pregnant hen..
that is, if i find a stray hen in Male' :S

Ego boost

2007-07-09T22:11:00.001+05:00

A little boost to the ego is undeniably exhilarating,
but I'm asking myself if the initial excitement is worth
the spiritual hangover...

Coleslaw and Ribena diet

2007-07-07T22:43:00.000+05:00

You know that you are looking a bit cheeky...
when your parents starts offering you coleslaw
(or some veggie shit mixed with stale tuna) everytime you visit them...
or even the damned Ribena at times... sheesh!

Life is much longer...

2007-07-06T00:23:00.000+05:00

Some people say life is short, but when you make the wrong decisions,
it can feel much, much longer.

You Know Who...

2007-07-04T20:03:00.000+05:00

I could fall in love with the idea of you.
A conseptual kind of love, based on disfunction.
I have broken-ness to share! (Yeah, that wierded me out too.)

Beatles now playing Glass onion.... Oh, evening people.

:::Hit and Run post:::

2007-07-04T19:49:00.000+05:00

*whoosh*------>
O
/\
/\

I should be actually doing some work...
Ah... this boring life...
Since I do not want to disturb my co-workers,
I will wait until I have left the building to scream... ;)
(I'm trying ways to find out how I can nicely rush off home...)

Sigh. Work calls (or rather, re-calls).

Utter Chaos...

2007-06-06T14:12:00.000+05:00

Murder! Mayhem! Morons!!!

Life on the drops of pearls are surely interesting...
I sincerely refrain from committing self injury... : /

Coffee date in Delhi...

2007-04-14T02:05:00.000+05:00

I just met this wonderful man...
and he says this is gonna be a costly affair...
which might be right...
but what the f***!
If this makes me a happier woman than I am right now...
there should be no harm in trying i guess.....
the world of love... I guess I can never understand.....

We supposedly went on a date to this coffee shop in New Delhi
and all I had were cups and cups of tea..
which had turned into snow by the time I took my eyes off him
during certain breaks... and he called it a coffee date of all things....
maybe a coffee date in New Delhi is the good life... :S

2007...

2007-01-30T22:54:00.000+05:00

So many resolutions and so little time...
2007, catch me if you can! :p

Hitler had three cats...

2006-09-12T06:03:00.000+05:00

So once i was waiting for this movie to start at a friends place
and theres a trailer for "Garfield II".
I'm about to have a gag reflex and the girl sitting beside me can't wait to see it.
I turn to my friend and say, "That looks awful."
The girl turns to me: "I guess you aren't a cat person."

I didn't know what to say...
and thought the correct response would be - "Hitler had three cats."
I blurted out just that.
She gave the most disgusted look i ever saw and replied,
that she has three cats and she is not Hitler...
I guess no matter how much she loved cats,
she didn't quite like the comparison with Hitler....

Maybe Hitler being hitler, she imagined him torturing those cuties...
well who knows? maybe Hitler was soft enough to care for cats,
but didn't blink an eye before cold bloodedly murdering millions....
Hitler - a psycho with a soft spot for cats?
who can explain that???

I don't know, i like cats too... but Garfiled is just not my type of cat...
I hate cats who talk except maybe Topcat cos' well,
he is a smart ass who makes me laugh.
Tom is my number one though... he doesn't talk and he rocks!!!

The End...

2006-09-12T06:01:00.000+05:00

Once upon a time, a girl asked a guy, "Will you marry me?" The guy said "No" and the girl lived happily ever after and went shopping, drank coffees, always had a clean house, never had to cook, stayed skinny, and was never farted on.

The End.

Barbie Scoops Poops :@

2006-09-12T05:00:00.000+05:00

What. The F**k.
I really don't give the slightest fragment of a microscopic turd of plankton shit about Barbie.

I just saw the commercial for the Barbie doll with the dog and the dog poops.
Little brown things actually come out of its butt and Barbie has to scoop it up.
:@

What goes around, comes out the other end... Or something like that...?

*just getting a jump on Angry Tuesday*

Nasty weekends

2006-09-12T04:27:00.000+05:00

Ever had a weekend that was just so nasty that
you couldn't wait to get back to work to relax a bit?
Well, uh, hmof. :S

I just need to put the finishing touches on my Evil Empire
where everyone wears chains...mwuahahahahaaaa....!!!! :P
God! This F**king boredom freaking me out so bad
I keep having flashbacks to wars I haven't even been in... :S

There are times this place helps me hang on to the shreds of my remaining sanity...

Growing Pains

2006-09-02T23:07:00.000+05:00

There are many benefits to being an adult -- no curfew and not having to ask permission to do anything are a few. The biggest upside to growing up is knowing that it doesn't matter what people think.

I'm so glad that i can be an adult at times...it doesn't matter how childish i am when im with certain people... growing up wasn't at all about growing pains....that, i realise now.

security vulnerabilities

2006-09-01T04:38:00.000+05:00

I just installed some windows updates and then Windows Update told me I had some security vulnerabilities in my windows software I click OK and the list of vulnerabilities comes up and one of them says "Internet Explorer is not your default browser."

WTF??? :o

Stuck...

2006-08-30T03:28:00.000+05:00

The lunatic is on the rampage.

Meanwhile, I'm stuck in a cubicle.
I guess being a lunatic has its priviledges.

my busy day...

2006-08-30T03:20:00.000+05:00

I've been a bit busy today...
Spent some time daydreaming, doodling and working out a rough draft.

Talking little: Font Size 2...

2006-08-27T05:54:00.000+05:00

This dude who posts in the forum,
we do this same IQ test and get the same score!!!
weird huh?

It's hard to tell us apart sometimes.
But he's taller.
I think.

Actually, he posts in platform shoes and uses big fonts to create the illusion of height.
I post pop culture references and double entendre to create the illusion of wit.

I talk very little...
font size 2?
*rolls eyez*

sheesh! what am I talking about???
heck! its just early morning... *blink blink*

my sister is an idiot!

2006-08-27T05:50:00.000+05:00

my dad was doing something with our phones,
so he called my brother (who was at work) to turn off his cell phone.

This WHOLE TIME my sister is right at his side.
so when hes done, he tells my sister to call my brother
and tell him that its ok to turn his cell phone on.

so she calls his cell phone, walks into the room and goes
"hes not picking up, so i left a message"

Glass Onion...

2006-08-26T21:46:00.000+05:00

Hey Nash. This one is for ya! :p

"Looking through the bent backed tulips
To see how the other half live
Looking through a glass onion...

Well, here's another place you can be
Listen to me.
Fixing a hole in the ocean
Trying to make a Dove-tail joint. Yeah
Looking through a glass onion..." (Beatles- White Album/ Track 3)

"I don't like snails or toads or frogs
Or strange things living under logs
But mmm, I love onions"

fried ok?

Normal, am I?

2006-08-26T15:25:00.000+05:00

I'm more regular than normal.

hmmm....is that not normal?
because i am not normal, at least not this early... *yawn*

moody mornings....

2006-08-26T15:18:00.000+05:00

*yawn*

Try as I might, I'm just not a morning person.
College ruins a person by making them think it's
perfectly acceptable to sleep until noon everyday.

How the hell did I get up at 6:00 every morning all through high school?

/oh right I missed morning classes a lot...

Damn! I'm so bushed!

2006-08-26T06:34:00.000+05:00

Oh Sleep! Where Art Thou?
Wake me when it's Sunday...... *Yawn*

Cinderella vs. Sleeping Beauty

2006-08-26T04:02:00.000+05:00

Maybe Im wrong...

Cinderella is a struggle to regain one's rightful royal position,
repressed by an evil dysfunctional family,
while Sleeping Beauty is already rich and beloved
and hasn't faced nearly the humiliation or tribulation...

And I'm not sure anyone has a rightful royal position, but that's just egalatarian me.

The ones who rise above the rest are sometimes the cream.
And sometimes they're just scum.
And some people just rise above the rest,
You can't help but crown them...

*wipes tear*

That's poetry, man. :<

Why I Am Going To Hell..

2006-08-26T03:31:00.000+05:00

This morning, I couldn't stop myself from making a parody in my head of the old Jones-Kahn 1924 hit as if it were sung by Hitler:

"It had to be Jews
It had to be Jews
I wandered around and finally found some psychotic views..."

I think I may be eligible for parole from Hell in 100,000 years. :D

Life Without You...

2006-08-26T03:16:00.000+05:00

After you go
I can catch up on my reading
After you go
I'll have a lot more time to sleeping
And when you're gone
Looks like things are gonna be a lot easier
Life will be a breeze you know
I really should be glad

Bluer than blue
Sadder than sad
You're the only light
This empty room has ever had
Life without you is gonna be...

The World According To Garp...

2006-08-26T01:56:00.000+05:00

I've read the book since it was written...
god knows how many times...
and this pal calls to buy me this book for my Birthday...
Its not that I don't like the book...
its one of the hilarious books of all time..
I've already got 3 copies of it~~!
I just had to decline the offer saying that,
I'm sadly unacquainted to the World According to Garp.

And, it's okay, I've lived a good life.

Lead poisoning is an interesting way to go! *chomp*

Their Theres....

2006-08-25T19:08:00.000+05:00

Their "there" is there.
They're there when their there is not here.
So there.

*wonders how it became morning again *What the.........

Meow Meow Meow...

2006-08-25T18:46:00.000+05:00

There are so many inappropriate things to say, I'm having trouble choosing...

Juvenile deliquents, vandalizing pets, Rock & Roll music...This world is going to hell in a hand basket.

Ha! They're going to have to lock us up and throw away the keys.
We've meowed enough for about 50 life sentences... Meow meow MEOW?!

Learning from others

2006-08-25T15:30:00.000+05:00

Today i realise how much we have still got to learn from others...
we maybe smart, educated and worldly...yet its the simplest people who reminds you that not everything is achieved with a university degree...or a high powered, high payed post....i dunno i've just started believing this....

glad we are locked again!

2006-06-25T14:58:00.000+05:00

sigh...
been awhile since i wrote anything except for www.lockforum.org ..
funny how you get addicted to certain things...
im glad the guys are back and we are in good shape...
the same old gang...how can a bunch of guys and gals with
vast difference in age and location, suddenly become a family???
life is good alright!
im just glad to be "locked" up with ma lock family again...

Conventional appearances...

2006-06-04T18:04:00.000+05:00

Conventional appearances: Who needs 'em? Certainly not me, and certainly not right now. Anything that's holding me back, whether it's material or more intangible things (like attitudes), go out the window now...*breaths easily*

Making room for "It..."

2006-05-28T21:02:00.000+05:00

It's time for a new life motto. Let's face it -- 'Live and don't learn' isn't exactly the most encouraging tack to take. Hmm I've learned this lesson, so wise to stop beating my head against the wall. I think I need Something fresh and lovely to enter my personal life, but first I need to make room for it.

1.Sweep away some old patterns.
2.Get rid of any mental junk.
3.It's time to dump the old.
4.Welcome the new.

F*** wasn't so hard was it?? ok ok i might not be able to achieve all that... but the thought itself counts isn't it? :p

Epitome of confidence

2006-05-28T20:53:00.000+05:00

Be the epitome of confidence and you'll find that certain mad dogs just lie down and roll over when they cross your path. yeah... last week was one helluva experience...and dammit yeah i've realised what a real high doze of extraordinary confidence can do...a heavy doze of positive energy *sigh*...

you know it really isn't hard.. You might feel like an impostor at first, but remember that practice makes perfect. I feel WOW~! *winks*

Moody Blues

2006-03-20T14:09:00.000+05:00

Blues....down in the dumps!

Nude Study...

2006-01-09T11:59:00.000+05:00

I've been hooked on this nude study for a while now....nice earthy tones...soothes me...

Back!

2005-12-14T20:22:00.000+05:00

I'm back!
As far as i know...everyone i'm close to is back...!
dad....mom....
glad everyone is simply home...after ages....
i think im feeling rather emotional tonight....
oh! bless my heart...for keeping still for so long...
kudos for all that patience...smile susan! :D and you'll be just fine!

Marchiavellian streak in me...

2005-09-20T22:47:00.000+05:00

I did this "How Marchiavellian are you?" test and came up with this.. cool eh? ;)

I am Somewhat Machiavellian

You're not going to mow over everyone to get ahead...
But you're also powerful enough to make things happen for yourself.
You understand how the world works, even when it's an ugly place.
You just don't get ugly yourself - unless you have to!

My Japanese, Irish and Hawaiian Name...

2005-09-20T22:23:00.000+05:00

I just discovered this crazy name thingy...

My Japanese Name Is...

Misako Kaoin

My Irish Name Is...

Michaela Fitzpatrick

My Hawaiian Name is:

Kiana Kalama

Black Ribbon day - Cry Against Torture Campaign

2005-09-19T01:14:00.000+05:00

CRY AGAINST TORTURE
"Wear the black ribbon.."

On the 19th September 2003 in Maafushi Jail, Maldives, members of President Gayoom's National Security Service took 19 year-old Evan Naseem out of his cell to ‘the range’. They tied Evan's hands above his head and his legs to the floor in an 'X' position. Then, they took it in turns to beat Evan to death with iron rods, batons and chair legs.

The ensuing riots that followed his murder, in both Maafushi Jail and Male’, represented the first popular uprising against the dictatorship of President Gayoom.

For many, Evan Naseem has come to represent the symbol of torture, brutality and murder under Gayoom’s rule. He has also come to represent the struggle for an end to tyranny and for the establishment of real democracy in our islands.

In remembrance of Evan Naseem, and many others who have died or been tortured under Gayoom’s despotism, people are planning to wear a simple black ribbon tomorrow, the 19th September and on the 20th September.

Black ribbons will be available free of charge throughout Male’ tomorrow. To show solidarity with Evan and the struggle for freedom in Maldives, you can obtain your ribbon at:

The Minivan Daily office
Al fresco café, STO building
Pizzeria, inside the carnival

Evan this is for you..for all the pain you went through. Pain that we will never know or feel..pain and anger at the torture you went through to your last breath...We will never ever give up fighting for our rights, fighting for all those who were tortured and is being tortured...we will risk our own lives for you gave yours...and you were just..helpless...! :(

We will make sure that such a thing never happens while we are alive..we will give up our own to save our brethren...god its a sad day...

Wishing Dad Was Dumber...

2005-09-09T17:44:00.000+05:00

I just had to call you... Oh dear dad why do you have to be so know-it-all when i really crave you to act dumb at times??? you really spoilt ma day..and yes dad if you are reading this..i know you will...it came on my journal cos, brave as i am, i cannot face the wrath of your highness's woe on my inability to bare it all and say it to your face or confront my problems...

Dad, for godsake there are times when human beings should take breaks from "problem solving".. you know how many times i'd crave to be just normal and carefree...? I bloody don't need problems thrown at me at every intersection of my life...!!! grrrrr.... and to be honest, I just love not taking responsibility at times... At times dad.. yea you heard right! I think you'll hear from me, when I'm myself again...till then you are on my "ignore for this week" list. peep..!

mad though i am, love you more than ever! muah!
Don't forget to check on your sugar with the Doc..and NO SWEETS!
Your problematic lil idiot ;)

Burdened by Nostalgia

2005-09-09T17:00:00.000+05:00

Its one of those days where you feel all drained off emotions..that includes all types of emotions..oh well, just EMOTIONS!!!

I feel like im severly burdened by some unknown nostalgia...stings ma eyes with tears of longing..whatever am i looking for my dear god??!! what's so heavy on ma shoulders?? I feel so so damn burdened that its made me stoop as low as the rattly keyboard...well it comes up to ma waist...and no, im not exerggerating! Guys at the Newsroom has been smart enough not to show their usual "politeness".. and i mean their politeness could make a dead corpse sue! :S

uugh!! make this go away!!! whatever can i do if i can't figure out what's wrong with me??? Damn!

Boys Are Stupid...

2005-09-07T23:11:00.000+05:00

Am looking for a cute T like this one!
I heard there are nice G-string too! hmm Yummy!
Man! why cant they open an outlet in Male'???

Get Out Of Jail Free..!!

2005-09-05T18:55:00.000+05:00

Mr. President, Can we please use this to get out of Dhoonidhoo and Maafushi? hmm? Please? pretty please? Can we hmm? Can we....?

Grrrr....!

2005-09-01T18:16:00.000+05:00

Damn! Damn! Damn!
I'm so very mad at someone today...
Why can't people find a ladder to get off this planet when they arn't wanted???
Damn some people...!
Makes me want to crawl on my fours and eat grass like a bloody cow!!!
Grrrrrrrrrrrr....!!!

Green Day...

2005-09-01T18:02:00.000+05:00

Ahhhh...!
Beyond the fence...
Lush green grass..
Just what the Doc ordered!
hmm Xactly!

boring!!!

2005-08-29T19:02:00.000+05:00

Chickens waiting to cross the road...peep!

smiley pills!

2005-08-28T17:22:00.000+05:00

could get OD'd on that!

Unbloggy Day....

2005-07-31T17:14:00.000+05:00

Its just one of those very "unbloggy" days...feels like doing something crazy... :p

Top Ten Mysterious Dead People

1. Elvis Presley - Father of Rock 'n Roll, a supposedly OD case.
2. James Dean - First Acting job; Pepsi commercial :S Road Kill.
3. Marilyn Monroe - Sex Bomb from second World War, Another OD case.
4. Prinzess Diana - The only Princess who slept with an Arab and died with an Arab, (Another road kill.)
5. John F. Kennedy - One good assasination that rocked the world.
7. Jim Morrison - need I say more of the Lizard King?

Err..and there are some People, still alive and roaming the earth...who are better off in the other world...ehem

Flirting With Hot Coffee......

2005-07-25T22:33:00.000+05:00

Just telling the guys that I only go there to flirt with the hot coffee wench.
Errr the wench is hot, not the coffee....well actually I'd imagine the coffee would be hot too...What was I saying?

AAaaaaaHHHhh!!! can live without Love but not Coffee..!!!!

Donating A Drop...

2005-07-25T22:24:00.000+05:00

Please send rain this way

Fridays...

2005-07-25T21:31:00.000+05:00

I don't care if monday's black
tuesday wednesday heart attack
thursday never looking back
it's friday I'm in love

damn, I love Friday's...

BEWARE TORTURERS!

2005-07-20T13:12:00.000+05:00

finally human rights organizations and activitists can breath easy, hoping that torturers around the world will be punished and the laws will make sure that even if they run away they will be caught and brought to justice...!!!

BBC http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/4695353.stm

Historical judgement in UK as a foreign national awaits sentence for torture!

20th July 2005

There has been speculation that infamous Adam Zahir will face similar charges in the UK. According to spokesman for the UK Friends of Maldives/Maldives Aid- there have been discussions with leading human rights lawyers in the UK and a dossier of testimonies of torture by several individuals is being compiled. The decision whether to prosecute Adam Zahir will rest with the Attorney General, Lord Goldsmith who has stated "An international convention and English law allow the trial in England of anyone who has committed torture or hostage-taking".

According to FOM/Maldives Aid spokesperson Adam Zahir was recently in UK (Manchester) to attend a member of his families graduation ceremony. His trip was kept secret to avoid the attentions of FOM/Maldives Aid who see Zahir as being the instigator of most of the cases of torture in the last decade in the Maldives.

According to the FOM/Maldives Aid spokesman "Torture in the Maldives is no longer ignored by the international community. FOM will continue to highlight human rights abuses in the Maldives no matter who or which party is in power. The new tourism minister Mr Shaugee would be wise to keep Adam Zahir advised that Tourists do not want to travel to a country where they know that torture could be taking place on a nearby island."

(courtesy of http://www.dhivehiobserver.com)

Kyrgyz President Ousted, Stripped of Vowels..

2005-04-02T20:41:00.000+05:00

Kyrgyzstan stood in the aftermath of the popular uprising that abruptly forced longtime president Askar Akayev out of office last week. Kyrgyz has also demanded that Akayev must give up four 'A' from his name.
At issue is who can rightfully claim authority after the departure of Akayev, who had ruled the Central Asian republic of 5 million people since 1990. Although a seemingly more urgent question is how Kyrgyz will utilize its newly acquired vowels.

A new legislature was seated earlier this month and has continued to meet on one floor of the parliament building concerning this issue. Legislative members are opposing thoughts over the general layout of the 'new' Kyrgyz. Members are up in arms over the usage of the 'A's. The most popular notion so far has been 'KAYRAGYAZA'. Opposition states the new spelling will jeopardize legitimacy of the new government as well as attract large amount of grunge bands and mosh pits.

Another idea has been 'A.K.A. Aragy' which by dropping the Z give the country more of a 'friendly' name. Which could allow more visitors to the region. "We feel this is more of a nickname than a Country name and will give the appearance of us as other Countries buddies."

Kurmanbek Bakiyev, an opposition politician installed as acting president, said he would like to see all four 'A's placed before Kyrgyz. "I feel a marketing strategy is our best maneuver. When other countries are looking for allies, barters, or countries to allocate funding, AAAAKyrgyzstan would be the first one in the phone book."

Defendant Hurled Slipper At Judge

2005-04-02T20:33:00.000+05:00

NEWS
An Indian man allegedly hurled a slipper at a court judge who promptly threw a paperweight back in reply. says not me...

Be happy with what you have???

2005-03-28T19:38:00.000+05:00

Be happy with what you have: Basically this is saying that people shouldn't have goals. Not that they should, but c'mon. You and I know it's bullshit. If you have nothing, or nothing that makes you happy, then what? You're supposed to be happy with nothing? Bah.. sounds like shit to me.

where'd I hear this one before??!!

A Prayer...

2005-03-28T13:00:00.000+05:00

Please share this prayer with everyone you love...

I am only an individual
I can do some things,
...not everything.
The things I don't know,
I am willing to learn.
The things I do know,
I am willing to teach.
Please help me to be this way always,
and help me to overcome my fears,
and please keep everyone whom I love safe.

bored.

2005-01-09T19:00:00.000+05:00

here i lie bleeding...bleeding... bleeding...and no one gives a fuck.... :s
well, why should they anyway...
do i sound pathetic? hmm....
its just another day again...boring!!!

Whose Lies Is It Anyway?

2005-01-01T16:25:00.000+05:00

"Its not true! Simply not true..!"
President Maumoon Abdul Gayoom on BBC.

Mr President.

A LIE TOLD OFTEN ENOUGH BECOMES THE TRUTH.

period.

happy new year!

2005-01-01T01:14:00.000+05:00

Wish you all bloggers a happy new year!!
and with this new year got some happy news...for me self :p

We are FREE!!!!
goodness!! when the news hit me i was shocked!!
broke a bottle or two...i mean cosmetics...thought it was a joke..and laughed it off...then after a few moments sitting on the edge of ma bed, half naked..still water dripping from ma hair...i realised this is not April fools day! and then the calls started pouring in.. i was over whelmed!
FREE..at last..
BUT WHY?????

whats in the back of his mind now??? whats he playing at? i'd rather if i was still in captivity...than being freed rather cheaply...*chortle* aargh..!!!
Cannot deny the happiness and sense of freedom i feel..though im bracing for storms ahead...more storms..!! this is just thunder before the storm...we all should be ready for this...dunno what his next move will be...umm to deny all this and more arrests again?? god when will he give up??!!

and to make it worse we are faced with this enormous National tragedy..at a time like this we all should be united and act like responsible citizens to overcome this sorrow and loss...rather than backbite..Tsunami could teach all of us a few lessons in humanity... open your eyes you wolves of the regime...and bow to natures anger...and repent!

May god bless all who lost their loved ones in this tragedy and may Allah give them strength to face all obstacles life throws at them... Amen.

phew

2004-11-03T02:07:00.000+05:00

i'm back...from captivity...80 goddamn days in dhoonidhoo....! :s life is not so short after all...!! hmmph

All things ME related...

2004-07-18T20:41:00.000+05:00

In the continued spirit of neglecting this site, letting the grass grow up to my knees and leaving longer than usual pauses between entries, this week I shall once again be doing the inevitable . For some reason that, well, seemed like a good idea at the time, I shall be imparting my knowledge of all things "me"-related in a foolhardy A-Z style. Oh no, what have I started? :S

complains!

2004-07-07T12:16:00.000+05:00

Its been a long long time...since i dropped by...helluva lot happening but no time to d0t down anything....dunno why feels kinda vague...and not really into it..complains complains!! thats all i hear from ma buddys...step into ma shoes for a milli sec and then come after me... :p hang on ill be around... just need some time.. ciao!

Trading My Teddy Bear For A Baby

2004-06-18T14:53:00.000+05:00

I have finally come to the point in my life where I can say (with complete honesty) that I am happy with who I have become. (give or take a few things I'd like to change...)

Now lets see..hmmm. I am a stubborn idealist. I am an extreme extrovert, sometimes I show streaks of an introvert, but I highly value those who are close to me. I make a fiercely loyal friend and lover (hmm..when was the last time I had one?). I am a concerned, frustrated citizen (I'm all for liberal democracy), a non-vegetarian (trying hard to becomea veg.) thinks organic food is whats it called becos its cheap.., a music fanatic (Yes. I wish Jim Morrison is still alive) and above all, a dreamer.

I love to spend time in front of a canvas with ma brushes and colours..that would be a normal day for me...and i beat insomnia by penning down my thoughts and naming the several demons that follow me - others call this poetry. I'm also addicted to Teddy Bears. I think my life would be complete once I get a baby..now that would be the day...*sigh* Guess I'll have to throw away my teddy then...Thats what's missing in my life now...a cute baby. any givers?

Oysters and Cum..

2004-06-14T09:25:00.000+05:00

You bet the Jerker's at it again!

Now I dont want to get into the specifics but semen has an oyster-like consistancy and stings when it dribbles off my face and into my eyes..damn right it stings!!!

Err..I hope my dad doesnt peek into this post... (can I have some privacy here please??!! The human race needs privacy!!!) *snarls*

We have certain rights, you know? *blinks* and no, I don't swallow. Well, whatever.. *Rolls eyez*