Thursday, November 25, 2010

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 me until they saw my graduation certificate from hotel school, why the hell they was going to believe and how will they believe that a student who have been scoring F reports for a recorded time of nine years have finally reached to the top. Major thing i don't like about the schools in Male' is the way they teach and the standard of teachers...


i don't like people capturing my photos but still some people do, and this is one from those...  

After resigning from my previous hotel i have been working in a mobile shop for almost a year when i resigned from there in last month due to some problems. No regrets, it was a wowing experience, i learn so much about phones while studying another interesting subject. And also i have faith in Allah, I know i will find a job. On my birthday my best Buddie called me and offered me to manage a 24/7 open air coffee house here in  male' ... i know i am very new and very very young for the job but since i read the book "100 Principles to Success" there have been an extra strong courage inside me. I don't feel nervous, i started to work when i was 14, not like my situation forced me but i wanted to do, just one week later from the day i left school.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

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, did it for him so obviously the guy with a lil beard was the Exorcist.

We just sat at there and kept talking for a while and the Exorcist decided to go to the Indian friends house. Before also i have been to that house and i know everybody in that house so i wasn’t very much excited to go to that house, a phone call came and i ran out of the conversation leaving them on their way to that house.

After a short 30 minutes i went to that so called haunted house, the door was locked so i gave a call to my friend, the first time his phone was busy and the second time he said he is opening the door, but he opened the door to my third call. I know there was something fishy and as i guessed, a lady living in that house and a very close friend of mine was laying on the bed. OOOoooaaah Oh My God …

A Gin was inside her body, she was shouting like hell but it wasn’t her the one inside her and the the exorcist was dealing with her with some Arabic wordings,  Gin said it is her room and that was the reason why she was trying to hurt the human being living in the room, somehow the great exorcist made peace with her and the Gin left…

I was so scared that i was holding the hand of the exorcist, we came out of the room to the sitting area and by that time the lady also was fine and she got up from the bed and came out… i was just siting next to the lady, i said you made me feel like hell. I never thought of it, that it might happen to you. She closed her eyes slowly i knew something was not right.

Suddenly she rises her both arms to both sides and again laid down on the ground( i couldn’t even imagine, she was so fast in doing that). exorcist sitting next to me said leave her… i jumped of to the other side of the couch and hide in the back of the great exorcist. During the talks that we had in the sitting area after dealing with the first Gin, the Exorcist said that the lady Gin was still there sitting in the corner but it wasn’t trying to hurt us, and also he said that there is some black magic over the lady that happened to be the victim of this first Gin.

So it was the the 2nd and the Black Magic Gin who caused me to jump off to the back of the exorcist. And then started the random questions of exorcist’s, like whats your name whats the purpose of coming here and who sent you…and it went on, Somehow the exorcist killed the black magic gin, he gave the Gin opportunities to leave the lady and go but it didn’t workout the whole thing ended in a fight between a Gin and a Exorcist.

Meanwhile deep inside this i was a translator because the Gin came from India and it knows Hindi and sadly the exorcist wasn’t someone very good at Hindi. The only one with the knowledge of Hindi was me.
It  was not my favorite thing to do but my situation pushed me to do it,
Direct Contact with a GIN…

May Almighty Allah Save us from the Unseen

Saturday, November 13, 2010

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 as i mentioned before the way of talking and their behavior and personality. At first site you wont be able to identify them but as you hang around you will know...

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,

Monday, November 8, 2010

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 astrologist and he said in close future i will be doing a lot of paper works and i will be a man with papers.I wasn't serious about it and never thought of eating books. but seems like it is true today i am filled with papers and books.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

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 Sri Lanka will be dead after 9 or 10… and you know we have been trained to live in a city that never sleeps.

Monday, November 1, 2010

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...