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2011's Eve

So it’s another year… During this whole year 2010 I have been so much busy with my work that I didn’t even realize the way how days passed. There weren’t many things to do but wake up and work, and it is something that everybody does and it remains same for everybody. Anyway it was a memorable year with some unforgettable memories and new experiences.  The fun time coffee’s and night time bike rides and day time walks were a wonderful joy.  And the vivacious classes that I took, makes this year a very special year. In the beginning of the year as I mentioned in a previous post, it was a boring year but ended with a nice memorable touch … As Divya said in her post, New Year reminds us of our school days. I was always curious to know about the higher grades because I was someone who was desperately curious to see the school end. But that day really suck, missed the school. Still  remember the first day of school, I will buy new books and design it with my favorite touches and for abou

Around Us

i dont know what is wrong with me i just dont like parties and shows and all those stuffs ... my friends hate me for that but i just hate to be sitting in a boring show ... in this very moment i am sitting in a loud music show where every body is doing nothing but just dancing like "no body's business",, lols In here in Maldives there are many talented people who have excelled  fame in various ways. But really sad that most of them are not honored with as much as respect given to a real super star. Sad but true that our celebs are all over the place in roads in shops and even they are seen in fish market, but that's how it has been rolling in here, as Male' is a congested place so it is something very usual. I think the real problem is us, we dont really think about those, We dont show them enough respect and on other side they dont behave like a celeb. As a result their value goes down and there are offered a lil price, which is not enough to live a life of a c

Living Forever Young

Since Ancient time people have tried more and more ways to stay young and some has even succeeded in doing that.   “Samaidha Bin Qatra” the chief and command of the followers of Ismail lived for a recorded time of four hundred years by eating only garlic and honey, onion and etc… Recent people just don’t get a life time of even hundred years. I am not old but I can see many and many and more and more trying Special diets and appointments with beauticians. But I think the best way is just to keep smiling forever, as I can see many of my Old friends just lives like a twenty one year old kid, they like to do whatever we do, they kick they jump and they run with us, just don’t feel like they are twenty five years older than us. That’s also a sort of youngness and in my opinion the most important point of this heading, it’s called youngness of mind. We see Old pals but look like younger than us but once you get along with them there is a difference, they are left behind with the time; th

Dreamer

I started dreaming in my childhood, since then i have been planing and dreaming of my master piece plan. Everyday i pray for the sake of my dream, that all goes well. It was a huge dream, from which some has come true and some are there yet to be accomplished. According to my plan, i got a cell phone when i was twelve and i got my own apartment when i was seventeen, and Alhamdhulillah that today when i am nineteen i am sitting over my motorbike. Insha Allah looking forward to my business before twenty two... The greatest pleasure for me will be a pilgrimage to Mecca, shortly performing a Hajj before i am twenty seven. Usually we see old people going Hajj, thats the view here in Maldives but surly not in Saudi Arabia where lil kids also use to perform Hajj with their parents. Many of my friends have already done a Umrah in Saudi Arabia. Not like they are very good boys, surly because of the richness of their fathers ... Anyways that is their fortune and their destiny... why should i c

Impressive Lady who shocked me ...

Smoking ladies are a bit different from the usual ones we see roaming around, in a way we don't have the rights to stop them because it is something practiced by us males too. During the last decade the percentage of smoking females here in Maldives have mounted from 6 percent to more then 30 percent. All though it remains as a strange thing to us Maldivians.  Yesterday i was sitting in my job site when i saw a very famous female Tv presenter walking toward me, she came and sat next to my table with a guy. After a while the guy started smoking and the lady was feeling very uncomfortable about it. It was the first time i saw this lady and she was beautiful like hell, from the way she reacted to smoke i was pretty much sure that she was a very good girl.  But the story went like this, the next day     i saw this beautiful lady finishing a Sheesha without a breath... now that was something really unexpected. I said to my self, get going babe.

B Town

There were times when there was frustrating classical's in films, there were films made on no story...and there were actors who only works for money, but nowadays i think the trend has changed a lot, More likely after Aamir khan decided to do one film at a time, he was criticized and was told that he was doing a mistake but later on the whole industry came into his view point and started to think of better. An actor must always try to bring cultivating and unforgeable films to the audience rather than sighing any film which is offered to them, actors must not be someone ready to do anything for money... During the mid nineties actors don't even hear the script, they just sign and do what ever the director says. Good boys but what if the director is fooling you. Happy to know that today's new generation of actors really do get concern about the script and keeps reading it for ours. It was a trend set by Aamir, he is known as one of the most famous method actors of all time

My way of Blogging

After blogging for almost a year i have seen many people who do write their daily schedules in their blogs. The places they went and the things that came across them, and there are many who use blogs as a mean of publishing there art works, i know i have also published an art work of mine at the header but probably that is not the way i use my blog.. When i think of doing it i think twice, i don't share my daily schedules and neither i use my blog as a diary, everytime i post i think about the readers from all around the world. I don't name places and people unless they are international and recognized by all. Suppose i am writing about a stupid guy working at the shop next to my door, then its a post for the people who knows the guy and for the people who knows this place, imagine a guy from america reading out my post and stops at a  certain point where i mention a place called "Dharubaaruge". So based on all these i start to write my posts and i don't mean to

Its a Pain

Today my hair is just like a hive, wonder bees around my head, Inspired from Divya just thought of posting about few things that gives me a pain..  I don't know whats wrong with my hair its not curly neither wavy... how to name it, my hair does not fit into any category. My feet too, out of order, its too big, i cant even find a good boot for me. During my school days it was so hard to find a boot for me, and my mom will be confused about me. Since i started to remember i was the hugest student in my class.. it was something adopted from my family, all my family members are usually huger than the normal people around us. but believe me it is a pain. Mom always had dead kinda hair and she has golden brown eyes, i think it is the reason why i am having that kinda hair and brown eyes. My dad is huge and his feet is huge too thats why i am huge and my feet is out of order. But after all my face is unique even though it is an assembled face.  When i entered to football i really ha

This is interesting maybe gotta stuck to it

After digging all around finally found a place to bare my time, as i mentioned in my previous posts i have never been very much in to jobs, probably i wasn't working in my interest. Past two years i have been studying hospitality and tourism studies, when i entered to hotel school i never thought it will be interesting. I just wanted a way to money and tourism was the best way here in Maldives so i entered and found my self in the middle of a resort, roaming around white people, and it was the best thing. Harley Davidson bikes and white people have been very much in my likes since i was a child, to be talking with the white and being friends with them was just another sunny side of my life here in the sunny side of life. I found the field so much interesting that i was declared as the number 1 student of my course and the 4th from the whole Hotel school including the students who was doing masters. I was at the top of my game even though i was a school dropout. No one did believe

It Is Real

It was a sleepless night with the fear that something is watching my back, something invisible to my eyes. November 20th, 2010, Saturday, Evening 5:30 when a friend called me and asked me to join him in the nearest coffee house, at the same time an Indian friend called me and said to come to the same coffee house. I said to myself “the both world ends in West Park (the nearest coffee house). I just put on my pant and hurried to the coffee house where the both friends who called me, was occupying the same table, and there was a third guy sitting next to them, a guy with a Lil beard.  On my way to the coffee house i have met another friend and i had brought him with me to company me. So we just sat at the table and ordered for a drink. The Indian friend have been saying to me to find a Exorcist to check his house here in Male’. He said he doubt there was some spiritual things going inside his house. I tried  to find but i couldn’t, hopefully  my friend who called me first,

Different Personalities

People of same colour and people of same name, people of same height and weight, and people of same sex and same age ...  and fewer times people of same face come across, but still we recognize them., not by checking their unique finger prints, we recognize them by their personality,even identical twins are different in choosing their favorites, likes and interests, the way they talk and the way they behave is their signature... Finger prints are the most unique signature and it is different in identical twins also but if we cloned somebody then the finger tips will be useless it wont remain as their signature because cloned twins have same finger tips and prints and they are same in all aspects. It is impossible to recognize them in their early ages. But as they start to grow the differences starts to appear, there is a chance they might change physically like one gets fat or maybe one grows taller or fair but if they didn't had a change then also their minds will be different a

much awaited times never seems to appear

There is a dream, there is a hope, there is a challenge and there is a competition ... everyday thousands of people die in trying to reach their goals, some achieved, and some don't ... Everybody dreams and plans despite some few ones i saw without a dream neither with a plan, as believed by many thrilling scientists and psychologists, a bigger dreamer becomes a bigger man. But sometimes everything does not go on the way we want it to go. Life keeps changing like our facebook status ... Unpredictable things happens and leaves you in no where with a broken dream. The only way to survive the impact is to be prepared, take your plans in your sudden reacting mind, so it will back your plans in each and every twist. Dont make your self stuck in certain way, keep the motivation to change your self in anyway that requires, keep the courage to swim along with the flowing current, it will surly change you directions but not the target and neither your journey,

Another Year Passed while bemused in the puzzle

busy with stuffs meanwhile another year passed leaving some good and bad memories.  today is nothing more than adding just another digit to my age. 19 years have passed roaming around here and there but still life seems undiscovered, still can figure out the point of my life... Long time ago i was a bad fella, probably a one who hates books and studies. I had the joy of my life within 13 years that i spent inside schools. But never thought of studies just went there to see my buddies. Violence was a part of me and silence was something i really hate. But believe me, today violence is not my thing and i just love silence... Since i was rusticated from school in past few years i have changed my lifestyle. I felt guilty about myself. The people who i have treated badly and the people who i have kicked, i found them and i said sorry to them.Usually people don't do it but i just felt. Since then i remains as a loyal buddy to them, and i feel good about it. Sometime back i met a a

Kool for an evening, HulhuMale'

After a long time today I step on Hulhumale’… aah what a cool breeze, I just love the city, it is a city more than Singapore surrounded with crystal clear water. Since Last New Year’s Eve I haven’t been here. I remember the times we used to go Hulhumale’ when I was in school. That was the day’s when Hulhumale’ was opened for public and we bunk our classes and spend the rest of the day roaming in Hulhumale’. I love the city but I just prefer to live in male’ its kinda odd for me to be living in Hulhumale’, the place is just like a silent hill and not much people and a fewer trees with large empty roads. For 19 years I’ve been living in male’ and Im highly addicted to metropolitan cities. If there is no sound then I can’t sleep if there is no people I feel too odd. There is a very famous saying, “Male’ never sleeps”. I hate to be living in places where the whole city is dead after 9. Hulhumale’ is okay in that manner but inhabited islands of Maldives and many cities of India and

tired of life ...

why the hell it happens ... but that's the way how it is. parents do care about their kids, if we don't be home till late night they will be concerned... but they need to trust us depending on our behavior and previous records. i haven't done anything wrong so far, there are no complains about me but i don't know why my mom and dad is always so concerned about me. they need to understand that i cant just sit in home, i do have friends and i do have things to do. i remember last new year night,i went to Hulhumale' and she wasn't very keen about that. she just kept insisting me not go but i went against her will. Omg!! she made me feel like hell by calling me in every two minutes.. the whole week i was kinda isolated, i had to cook on my own and wash my cloths and it went on and on ... i am thinking to go somewhere in the upcoming new year night... lets see what happens this year, this time i wont let her know in order to avoid further problems...

Hard Days

Still it makes me bemused every time I think about my life. “What’s the purpose of my life?” this question has been disturbing me for a while. Each and every day I ask myself these questions, “what’s my field?” “Am I on the right track?” There are tons of questions to be answered. Job is the hardest thing I have come across in my life, any job I go, I find the place somehow not good. I put an effort and do my best but still it does not make any difference. After being employed in many companies today I realize that there are no perfect jobs, you need to survive somehow. In other hand I believe that you need to have an interest in your job to get the best results. I think that’s a true belief, that’s the case with me, I haven’t found interest in any job and it is causing me to fail the job. At least to survive I need a job of my interest but where is that place?? What’s my interest?? Or maybe I don’t like jobs. To step forward to find my interest is going to be another risk. How many y

Knwlg

Whether it is dancing around the living room on a rainy day or singing along to radio, school-aged children love to listening to, and participating in, music. They are many good reasons why you should encourage this enthusiasm. Research has shown that children who are actively involved in music (who play it or sing it regularly) benefit in many ways. They appear to do better in reading and are more likely to do better in maths and science because music helps build reasoning skills and cognitive development. One study demonstrated that students who were given keyboard training while also using maths software scored higher on maths and fractions tests than students who used the software alone. There is even evidence that children who are involved in music are more likely to go to college. But don’t let the research cloud perhaps the best reason to encourage a love of music. It’s just plain fun. There are few things that children (and many adults) enjoy more than singing, dancing and list

I doubt ...

There are people who live in imagination and there are people who just take a puff of a bit weed to escape from life. There are people in search of ways, in a wider scale there are people who jus smoke for no reason including me. Most of us are dusted in fiancés dandruff … while the others are just haunted by their own thoughts If we observe closely we see many kinds of people, some are out there just wasting their life in day by day while playing an iPod. The winners have used these valuable times to eventually win the game. Most of the time the people who are busy with books and these stuffs are considered as boring people, somehow it’s true if I sat down with an ordinary folk and started reading, within two minutes he or she will be bored but I don’t do that. When it’s dark and tranquil then it’s the time to dig the books, as Albert Einstein said “Learn to keep with silence” One comes in and says: he ye yey ey :-$ The other one jumps out of the bed and shouts: whatsoever 8-{} And th

Exercise

Some children’s face great difficulties in learning to read no matter how hard they try, a group of scientists has been researching on this topic and has come out with a series of physical exercises which they think might help the children with reading. The children are really enthusiastic about these exercises and enjoy doing them. Scientist believes that children need to have control over their head movement in order to read properly and that these physical exercises will help children to do this. They agree that exercise is directly linked to learning and even standing on one leg have great effects on reading abilities. If a child holds the pen from fist instead of fingers than this might show that the child is having some difficulties in moving his muscles properly ...

feel like an old pal.

Loneliness is a Part … Don’t know what’s on my mind. Friends are not in reach neither family is in reach. Kind of lonely days has over shadowed my views. But nowadays I don’t get time to think about all these, I am too busy in running, side to side. Jus want to get a relief in a better condition. Sometimes feel scared to face new things, but can’t escape, somehow have to take the task. I have got something from this struggling life but still want to learn more. If I could not achieve what I expected than I will regret for it, for the rest of my story. Time is running so fast making me old day by day. Today when I go facebook I see kids from 1995, while chatting with them I feel like an old pal.

Ramadan has always been a memorable month

Ramadan has always been a memorable month and Insha Allah will be a memorable month. May Allah give good hidhayath to you all and show you the right path. And may Allah forgive us for the things we see and hear every day. May Allah give a veil to all those ladies who don’t wear burqa during the holy month of Ramadan, and may Allah give you all a good knowledge of Islam. Ramadan Mubarak … There were times, we also hide and eat, to whom you must hide, is the one from whom you cannot hide. He is the one who made you and he is the one who will call you back. “Thabaraksmu Rabikazil Jalaali Val Ikraam” Glorious Quran, Sura Ah Rahman, Verse no: 78 “Blessed be the name of thy Lord, Full of Majesty, Bounty and Honour.”

The 1st Page Of My 1st Story

Once upon a time in new Mexico there was girl called Leila, she was a 22 year old young lady in nursing college, haring slow rhythmic music, and reading knowledgeable books were her hobbies. For her love was very strait and simple, she was not that kind of girl who believes in fairy tales, she believes in reality and she believed that love can happen any time but if you don’t want to take it further you can just forget about it, she learned that even if you are kept alone with your enemy for a long while then you will care about him, you will love him… she was not in search of Mr. Perfect. Few years back Since she entered the nursing college she had 6 or 7 affairs, but she don’t take those things so seriously it’s just like a vacation, one comes and one goes out… simple. It was in last year when her parents gave her a vacation to spend her holidays in United Arab Emirates. UAE was a beautiful place and by the time the best tourism spot in the planet. As she landed in Abu Dhabi, the ca

She is not my classmate neither she is my friend or someone I know…

it was in last December, I was sitting in male international airport ferry when I saw a chocolate brown girl in black, she had black hair in a loose cut style and she was wearing a big silver earring and had a nice dimple on her cheek. She was with her sister and mom. I tried to avoid her but my eyes had already locked the target, I got lucky 15 minutes to see her face very clearly and then as her feet touched the airport she disappeared. I was sad because I thought she was embarking and maybe I won’t see her again in my life time, but it was co incidence over co incidence or it was just luck that I saw her in airport café, I was happy to knew that she wasn’t embarking she just came to embark her mom. How sweet it was, she and her sis was sitting next to my table but before I grab my food they left, I ran out of the café to see her but I lost them again. After a while again I saw her in the ferry, this time I was ready to run like a horse after them. As we reached male’ they started w

Don’t be as dumb as an Elephant …

The bigger your dream, the bigger you are … The smaller your dream, the smaller you are … Say “I will touch the moon” then you will try to reach it. If you say “being a secretary is cool for me” then you won’t try anything bigger than that, as a result you will remain in one position. That’s why people say don’t be as dumb as an Elephant, a baby elephant is trained near its pole, a rope will be tied in the baby elephants’ leg and the other end of the rope will be tied to a pole. So the baby elephant will get trained to be near by its pole. When the baby elephant grows bigger and bigger being able to cut the rope easily, then also the elephant won’t try to break the rope. Because the elephant feels that it can’t break the rope. It is mentally trained … people have fooled the largest mammal on land.

Knowledge ... !

I know that my blog archives are always with a sad story… people will think that I don’t know how to express happiness… he he … somehow true. Most of the time my pen works when I am sad … I don’t know why but when I am happy there is nothing in my mind. Today I am not sad so as usual there are no great stories in my mind … so let’s just share some general knowledge. People said that the earth was in the shape of a football. But the glorious Quran says that the earth is in the shape of an ostrich egg … means not exact round. Yesterday’s science doesn’t believe in this theory. But today when the science is advanced we know that it is true. The theory written in the glorious Quran is the absolute truth. Today’s science tells us that the world is in the shape of an ostrich egg, exactly an ostrich egg. Today also two third people of the world think and believe that the sun never rotates. It was mentioned in Quran that the sun also rotates … yesterday science was far behind. They don’t beli
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It had been seven years

It had been seven years since I saw her. Still whenever I see her, I get an electric shock. Don’t know why but still my heart dhak dhaks for her … To see her Hanging with others, doesn’t pain at all. Just wanna see her face even though she is not my type. I know she is not mine… but if I get than ill hang around for a while. Buts it’s better to stay away from her… maybe she will burn me. She is Hot coz she is Fire. Hell Fire… So it’s better to stay away from her rather than burning in Hell Fire…

There is v v v beautiful chick in my class

looks like she is my age but most of the girls and boys in my class are usually 1 year or 2 year younger than me, no worries … ! Every night she comes in a bike with a guy, maybe it’s her bro or bf. Who cares …! She is sitting in the girl’s side so I don’t get a chance to talk with her and also I am not a kind of guy who goes strait and say I love u. I don’t think I am able to do that. When I am in the right spot my mouth won’t open, that’s the weakness in me. The ladies have to roll my mouth. Most of the time it happens with me … the girl will sit nearby me for hours and days, she is accepting me to say something really sweet but my mouth is zipped. She will patiently wait and in the end she will open her mouth …

Hearing hard things to resist…

“Kaley” means “you” in Dhivehi. Normally people use it to express their anger, to someone for whom they really don’t care. To say “Kaley“, to a family member, to somebody for whom I really care about, is a very big thing for me. Hearing “Kaley” from them is a crack in my heart. And cracks remains for decades, even though I don’t show it to them. It’s much better to call by name instead of saying “Kaley”. …………………………………………………………………… ……………………………………………………………………………. ……………………………………………………………………………………….. Maybe if they get angry and say something Bigger then “Kaley” then also I am not gonna treat them bad, in fact I will treat them much more than before. But a crack will always remain in my heart ….

At times their way of thinking is different than others…

when we say the truth, they will be thinking something about us… something that doesn’t make sense. They are every interesting to examine. If we say the truth then they won’t believe us… this is a very common thing between married couples. Most of the time, the lady won’t believe anything the husband says, one way or another way she will suspect her husband. And it happens with the men too, the husband won’t believe what the wife is saying, no matter it is truth or not. In one way or another he will suspect her wife. Thou they break up… why people marry each other if they don’t trust each other. Get a one who you can trust … It’s better to relax in home… free of thinking Jus have a smoke and sing No women No Cry …

Good Enough

This is happy year but sometimes miss those friends and the rascals with whom I hung around for years… but I don’t get time to find them in this busy crowd. I am too busy with my work and studies. It’s time to change, not a little bit. It’s the time for a huge change… to find new friends to find new ways to think ahead more seriously than ever before. Destiny is unknown, let see what happens in the end of this year.

If you don’t...Then you’re psycho…

If you don’t believe in the existence of god, Then you’re psycho… if you’re not a psycho then at least you will believe in a religion. No matter whether it is Islam, Christianity, Hinduism or Judaism, everybody believes that there is a God. It is the only common term between all the religions.

Chicks are very beautiful to watch...

I met a girl when I was in college, the first time I saw her I was staring at her face for almost an hour. It happened during the general assembly, she knew that I was staring at her face and she wanted to go but during the assembly no one was permitted to leave so she didn’t had any choice. When the assembly finished I stood and started to walk to the exit when the girl came up to me and said “hello, my name is …………. Do I know you” I said “yes but only your name”, “how?” surprisingly she said, there was a pretty smile on her face, for a minute I was dazzled by her sweet charm and then I said “just now you told me that your name is ……….” And I laughed and went. She was smiling and looking at me till I went out of her site. After that conversation I saw her three days later in the college outdoor, I was smoking when I saw her I threw it and tried to pretend like a very good boy. But so sad she saw me smoking, she came and sat nearby me and said “you naughty boy, smoking kills” I said “b

Opening Eyes ...

There were days of sunny UV rays, there were days of rains … there were people with a good will, there were people with an evil intention. There were ladies as beautiful as a pristine glory. There were ways to get rich and there were ways to sleep on the floor. At first when I rubbed my eyes to the teenage years, these are the things that I saw. But thank God. I never took a long time to understand this world. Years ago, the first time when I entered a school I never thought that school is gonna be so hard… at last when I was expelled from the school I knew that life is gonna be so hard. But without any crying I left the school… I don’t regret for that, why should I regret. In those days I hate studying so I threw it away, today when I’m interested in it I picked it. Whatever it is, it’s gone, if it is bad then its experience, if it is good then its good. When I walked away from the school, I knew that the self made Multi Billionaire Bill Gates also was a school dropout. Even the Rich

Today I remember my old buddies…

It had been four months since I left one of my best buddies… it is not my anger ruling over my emotions, it is my fear to reunite, it is my fear for making a mistake. Every time when I see him there is a very positive intention in my mind to go and talk with him… because I care for them. But I fear to see the ruins again… I fear that the friendship is going to be over again in a certain point. Friends are like stars, no matter what we do we remain in the same position. No matter if we become enemies, then also we are going to remain as the same … You don’t see two stars, which run to opposite directions…

Wasting all the time in front of TV…

Wasting anything is haram in Islam… and those who, who are wasting the valuable time in front of TV, are practicing a Sin. I am not against TV in fact TV is one of my favorites. But it is good as long as you keep it good, if you are watching some series it is a waste… every day you have to arrange your schedule. Why don’t you go to nearby cinema and watch a nice movie… and it’s not waste, because a nice movie comes once in a month. Or you can surf the internet. It will enrich your knowledge. Or why don’t you watch documentaries, like National Geographic Channel programs. And also your favorite drama series are full of nonsense… if Series are your favorite then why don’t you watch Prison Break or something that makes a little sense. Why do ladies always prefer the nonsense …? These drama series show people talking crap, bla blaa blaaa… house fights, mother in law and daughter in law wars… wow isn’t it lovely. I know you will say that, no matter how much I say or the people say, you are

Friends & Advisers

I like to be friends with mothers and fathers. Chatting with them or having a conversation with them. Knowing their feelings, their way of thinking about life… most of the time they are very interesting… sometimes teenagers don’t like to talk with oldies, they think they are boring, but not for me. Old people have gone through a lot, they have experienced life, and they have seen a lot. If I get a little advice from them, then also I will consider myself lucky… …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………... Everybody says “why don’t you have a friend of your age”. All my best buddies are older than me 1 year or 8 years older than me… my level of thinking doesn’t match with my aged boys or girls… they are too Toy Boy… as far as my memory goes I remember I was the youngest one between my friends and today also I am the youngest one and the Spot light stealer. The longest friendship I had and I have is with j

Never Be Fuked Up

Always having coffee is not just, to get the caffeine but to get the joy. Although coffee is very expensive, we have to mange it somehow. There was days we were out of cash never got a drop of coffee for almost 3 months. And there was days with the big cash and we never came out of coffee shops. I had always wanted to be athlete. I don’t want to sit in one place and smoke forever. As soon as I become an athlete I am going to quit smoking. Or else it will cause me to loose my strength. I knew I was somehow lucky, but not that much lucky to hang out with the one, for whom I am melting like an ice cube. But I am too lucky that God saves me from this sinful hell coals. Maybe there are girls who really want to have a relationship with me, I am their choice but they are not my choice. There is nothing I can offer them, I just say sorry to them, that’s the only thing left in my mouth. If she is the “Jall Pari” of my dreams than it is okay. But if she is not, I don’t to waste my valuable time.

There are Some People

There are some people who always try to make excuses. By this way or that way, somehow they will find a way to make excuses. Normally they will say tomorrow, and they leave everything to tomorrow. But the sad thing is, that tomorrow never comes. Successful people will drag the garbage out of schedule. They will be relaxing at home, because they are already done with everything. Multi millionaires say that taking responsibility is the way to success, putting the responsibility on the other’s shoulders is also a way, those people also roll, but those who take the responsibility, rolls faster than those, they run. And they encourage others to run. Something’s are there you cannot put on others, as Albert Enstine says “you cannot hire someone to do your push-ups ‘’. You will get what you deserve. And there are some people who will sit down and cry on their destiny. Crying on your situation, crying on your life, is not going to change anything unless you stand and try, to find a better w

Roll as it Rolls

Roll as it rolls… Getting old doesn’t make you a bore. And getting old doesn’t mean to be old. I have seen 45 year old people still wearing jeans, hearing rock music, riding Harley Davidson’s. They are still enjoying life, even though they are taking all the responsibility of their family, they still get time to enjoy because they find it. Getting old doesn’t mean that you have to adopt old fashions or neither has it meant that you have to adopt old styles. Some people think when they becomes fathers they have to give up all their hobbies, favorites, they think it is the time to give up all. I know fathers have to show their kids a very good example… but does it mean that you are out of touch. You can’t play any games… As you get old obviously you will try to get young, but it is not possible… some people do get lucky, but not everyone. But you can make up your mind, and forget about oldness, but getting married twice trice is not a good idea… ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Miss those days

Now when I am used to wake up early, I still miss those days I stay up late. Midnight is a part of my life, all my hobbies, whatever it is, it is done in midnight. I love to be alone in the room in the silence, those are great moments to think… people they are bored, lonely and they roam in the road. If I get bored that’s a jackpot to me, there are many things I can do in those times and there are many things I can learn in those times. I do paint, I do write, I do read, but I don’t show it to anyone… I keep it in my room hung in the wall or just in the corner, and there are very few ones who have seen my room. In front of my bed I have a big name plate, “EW Koffee House” that is the name of my dream, every day when I wake up, the first thing I see is my dream, it keeps me focus on my desires, I use the same name in my wallet and in my phone wall paper. And also I have wrote down 100 goals to complete before my time is up, Those are side goals not my target, those goals are like visi

New Year 2010

It was a lonely New Year, bored by life, roaming around, nothing to do… Before also I have felt like this but not this much, there was no big plans, no money, no honey… the only schedule was to Sleep, Wake & Pray… Praying was something new to me, I never tried to do it. But I wanted to change my style. I wanted to bring a big change in to my life when I was 18+. So did, I started to Pray. Daily as much as I can, probably I can but it was the evil intentions in my mind, interrupting me. But day by day I was learning how to win over my evil mind… Prayers don’t leave you in deep sea, if you did it with true intentions then you will find a way… I knew It won’t happen overnight, I have to be patient. It took three months, but finally all that prayers came true, I found water in the middle of a dessert… I was not a kind of guy who wear shorts and runs after chicks, there were some delicious chicks but I don’t have time for them, I was always I guy with a huge dream, barley can take it t