My Scarytales

Its been a while since the last time I attempted to type anything from these fingers but finally here I am back again with the hope of expressing something or in other words to share something with you all lovely bloggers. It is the most memorable days in one’s life, and it is the years to choose the path. It is the most romantic moments someone could have ever imagined and it is the worst nightmare anyone could have ever seen. When it comes to boys than it’s all about counting till a hair appears beneath the cheek and in other side girls are just too crazy in measuring their sizes every single day and it goes weirdly long… to be waiting for the prince charming and some just way too ahead of these Cinderella stories. College life is the something you shouldn’t miss at all, it’s not about studying it’s all about gaining; gaining fame, gaining weight and gaining everything… the result of these gaining’s can really bring a change in your life, as a matter of fact this is the place where

            so ive been pretty busy in collectings questions for this post and it was a hard task... aaah finally its done. i tried to get some tough questions but these are the questions some people wanna ask me so here it is =)         *   What does mostly people do notice about you??   That I am a bit of everything,,  ummm some say im funny and some say im dummy… ·          *   How do you spend your spare time?   Mostly in facebook and the rest with my friends,,  you find me inside coffee shops… ·          *   Firstly what’s on your mind, when you’re lonely?   A paint brush and a canvas with colours or else a paper and a pen… ·          *  How do you feel about losing something important?   What goes around comes around,, when god is with you what else can fear you…  * How do you feel when people ignore you?   Fuk them twice,, I won’t dip my head in their life unless they invite me in their life =)  * What do you desire about most?   My dream,,  ”Cafe’ Omri” ·          *   Rain

When the fun times are scattered away I sit alone at the side of the road watching the people pass by me as time, Insha Allah still conscious after a packet of smoke, being able to stop the tears from pouring down to waste. It’s not easy to smile every day, it’s not easy to let go off. I fear of a day I might cry, I fear of a day where I might not find my everlasting smile so at times I let myself feel the scream of thousands of people dying every day. As much as I try to keep myself enjoyed I feel the pain, as I said it’s not easy to smile every day, you can’t just forget about everything. I know I can’t even crack a nut but least I feel sad for some people. When I close my eyes mom and dad appears in front of me, it just fe.els like having them under my eyelashes. As mom says nothing last forever and you just can’t lean on somebody, you got to live your own life. I cry before I say it but someday mom will travel to an unknown place where I can’t reach. That’s the bitter truth of li

Day before yesterday I found the mosque empty but once its Ramadan, the mosque is overflowing with people… for some people god appears only in Ramadan. As soon as the Ramadan is over, the wisdom is gone and they are back on their way. I think they’re trying that out just because the sheikhs are willing them to do it. Okay I do believe that Ramadan is a holy month and a month of worship but the remedy of obligatory prayers and the remedy of Ramadan fast are totally different. The obligatory prayers are not just meant for Ramadan, there are daily 5 prayers whether it’s Ramadan or not. Well that was about some people and then let’s see others, a guy sleeps from morning 6 to evening 3 or 4pm and still claims himself to be fasting.   That’s a good one but probably there are trying to skip the hunger of fasting.   Nowadays there is another good way of fasting by facebook. No prayers no deeds just facebook till maqrib. It’s sad that most of us are seeing this holy month from a very weird pe

So another damn month passed leaving us in front of holy Ramadan…  so in advance Ramadan Mubarak to you all... It wasn’t cool, in fact I was kinda freezing to ride in the rain with dhona, for dhona it was “ I lurv it “ and for me it was “ damn shit “, but it was nice, it was a whole new experience and felt like I’ve been missing a fun part of my life, damn shit was pretty good at last =) So these days are going pretty well and I lost some and got some, i got a new lap and a iphone, I got my bike engineered like a rocket and much more. Dad has really proved himself as “Al Saud” by pouring that much money over me, long last my dad =) This post is actually to announce that i'll be trying to mess up a kitchen in Ramadan so now I am not promising for it but ill show up with some stuff like that.   I know how to cook but I’m not a cook so it’ll be hard but I’ll try. If that doesn’t work out than maybe I can show you some beverage magic, I studied in hotel school. So look forward for it

There are white and neat, they are educated and modern. , and the people who does the job they are very kind in all aspects but there are evil ones too, I can still remember a carless nurse who injected a injection to a wrong nerve and my friend was behaving like a monkey. But that’s like once in a blue moon night if saying in Dhona’s word keke. Since the kiddy days the only interests left in my mind was Harley Davidson Bikes and Lady Doc’s, saying frankly not only doc’s but girls who choose a career in some active way like Engineering. Somehow I find them very interesting. Their level of thinking and their way of living is just Unmatchable. At this age it’s very hard to find girls from that category as most of the doc’s and engineers are over 27, the girls in my batch they are just on their way with their studies so there are several years to wait. Last month I got a cut under my foot and later on the wound got infected so the doc had to do a lil operation with my foot and it was pa

Post after a post with no heading, if heading then no tailing.  So I’m fed up of all these posts and drafts and bla bla blaaa…. Let’s talk about a common issue like why the hell shit happens…  yeah that’s a really good topic so that’s gonna be the heading.  So “why the hell shit happens??” Hmmm, mostly all the time we are facing some unexpected, unpredictable things… at times it pains a lot when we expect for too much. It’s better to keep our expectations in a limit or else shit happens.   Actually when querying this issue, we are the ones causing for all these. We get into it and we face it, fair and square. We don’t think of it, we don’t expect it to happen thus we are done with it and surly we will face it. But it won’t happen if we had expected the worse, if tried out another way though it’s hard. I know you’re having some difficulties in understanding me; actually you can relate this to anything that’s why you’re thinking about what I am trying to say... I’m not trying to conv

From old Hindi melodies to black magic metal there are various genres of music. I explore music through everything. Whenever I am questioned about my favorite genres, I end up with a question mark. Whether it be Classical Sangeet or Maldivian Raivaru, it’s good as long as it’s good for my ears. Like the way people figure out the odds from taste, I figure out the odds from rhythm. Some people don’t even give a try on the various kinds of music. At times it’s too boring for them but unlike them I play everything.  When I analyzed my playlist I ended up ranking Bob Marley at the top. Yeah it’s a fact that I love his music and his dread locks but not his habits and weed. Most of the time reggae is playing in my mind but I am not the guy to be saying Ja Rasta. It’s sad that the new generation doesn’t believe in listening Hindi songs. If I was caught playing it than they will be saying that it’s an old fashion and blalala. But that’s not true, appreciating the great talents in people is not

Everybody is busy with their own work, no matter what time it is. Working towards progress to achieve something and some of them are forgoing their life for the sake of their kids. Rich and poor both scales are struggling on in their levels. Prayer calls, people in mosque, students in class and us watching all these. A day consists of the better and the bitter. I build up my mind from those two components, the better and the bitter. I had such awful nightmares and some awesome experiences. Sometime back I had a very strong belief over my opinion over my perspective that it is the best and yeah most of the time it is. My view might be the right idea but there might be some answers better than mine. And the great thing is they prove their ideas by working it.  I was never keen about getting married in a early age and when my friend got ready to be hubby I advised him on this topic, I said he should think again before getting married, I said he is gonna miss his young days, I said it wi

Blogger has gone down in past few months but let’s hope that it will rise back in no time. So this month it’s my blog anniversary, and in its first year I have posted total fifty posts. I think that’s enough for a year but this year I am gonna target around twenty five posts. Since there aren’t any excitements like the first year and also there are no many things to write, I will try to get something good and then after the final touches I will post it. It might take a month or a week, but I won’t be posting till something comes or forms up in my mind. My last post was a very different post than the posts I usually do. The last post was the 50 th post so I want to make it a lil bit different, Coincidently the Bin Laden death story raised in the very same time so I just tried to focus on some great news’s of Osama Bin Laden. Sometime back when I met Dhona she asked me “Hws life” and I said that it suks, in reply Dhona said that I am one person she knows who’s life is all time Fucked u

The most dangerous conspiracy file ever opened, the biggest man hunt ever done, and he is the most wanted man in human history. The leader and the founder of the most wanted gang Al-Qaeda. His face is known, his biography is known and he is living among us yet for more than a decade Osama Bin Laden has managed to evade the world’s greatest super powers. There have been rumors about him since 9/11 and along with it there are some real stories. After not being heard of him for nine long years people started to believe that he is no more, yes it maybe true since there have been rumors about Bin Laden that he got kidney treatments in American hospital in UAE but there are no clear proof of it. In November 2001 Bin Laden was seen for the last time in public in eastern Afghanistan in Jalal Abad. “Hamid Mir” is the man who conducted the last interview of Bin Laden, as said by him, they gave him some pills to loose his stomach and he had to take hot water baths for 10 times and than he was b

I changed a lot but yet not enough, what will cost me to get it done? Standing on one cracked leg gives me a sick feeling about this entire thing called life. There are some, which is easier said than done.  Someone said it right for sure love is made in china so no warranty at all. Day by day as we grow older together with us our thoughts grow in which there are some disturbing and annoying questions for which we have some answers and for which we die to get answers. But its constant and it cannot be changed. It’s hard to accept the truth of life but somehow we manage to pass from it. Everyday life brings us happiness and joy and within some seconds it is washed by our own tears.  In past two decades “life” is the only thing that I couldn’t understand and it’s the only thing about which I couldn’t find any proper information from any dictionary. Standing a business is an easy one if you have the guts to do it. The most difficult thing is to stand your dream, whatever we wish neve

We buddies, jump around, roam around, flirt together, get caught together and then we laugh together…  Having a memorable time while playing basket in Friday evenings and riding around and around Male’ in Thursday nights are just amazing.  When we are together we’re just too good. Well that’s happiness for us while for some people it’s an unanswered question.  Every night as we pass from the marine drive we see many people sitting in the dark side to fish… for me it’s boring but for them it’s awesome. While we ride through Male’ we see a lot of Romeo’s busy in dark spots, and what’s funny is they just finish all that no matter its road or not. Even there are some driving nuts in-between “Bajiya Gaa’s”. Anyway that’s the way they see happiness.   Two days ago I rode an article named “Sex, the first priority of teens”. In that article they mentioned about the risk of sex in teens years and the side effects of it. They did a survey, they asked hundreds and hundreds of teens both male an

Its happy to know that I have a blog, its happy to know that there are people with whom I can share and its happy to know that there are some who follows me anonymously, I am happy to see the excel…   I still remember the day I officially open this blog on blogger. A decision took in a foggy rainy day in India, is appearing in front of my eyes as a blog, never thought it will survive in this tough competitive blogsphere but thank god and thank you all and especially Dhona for keeping it alive…    As the blog rolls to complete its first year in blogsphere, there are bunch of things in my mind, and its finding its way to get out by updating this blog… It’s a hard to find time and it’s hard to update a blog. Nowadays it’s kinda boring. No mood, to eat neither to sleep. I don’t know what is happening to me, nothing but the thought of a lady keeps roaming in my mind causing all these mess up in my schedules. And over it everybody is giving me pressure about this chick in a hard time like t

Living in a society full of crap, living in a concrete jungle congested of crowd and polluted by vehicles. Yeah it’s all about Sin City. The years when we were born was the years when all these drug issues arise so in our memories there is no such memory of a day we don’t see a drug addict as we called “Hakurah P” guy in front of our doors. Actually these people must be handled by waste management section. The point of their life is none but to wake and find a lil piece of white opium to survive the day. The most famous white Opium is the cheapest and the most D graded drug that have ever come into existence. Only blaming these people is also not a way, Opium Dealers is also a very huge part of this discussion. Usually this black opium market is a very profitable business and the people who try this out touch the skies within days, so the life style of these Dealers and their richness is encouraging the new borns to get involve in their business. Nowadays it seems like its legalized b

Doing nothing but just trying to do some new things like following special diets and jogging, and finally trying to quit smoking. Smoke is so good but it takes my breath away causing me to fell aside... that’s really bullshit but true. In the mid of last month I use to wake up in the early morning, I go to the joggers park and just sits in there to smoke while seeing people jogging side by side. It’s funny to see them doing different kinds of exercise which might be a very useful one or a useless one which they invented hehe… most of the steps they do are invented by their self, some do watch exercising programs and some do read eBooks based on exercises..  And some do dance like a thirsty cobra lolz Actually I never ever thought of coming to Joggers Park with an intention to jog and to exercises but hell yaeh me too dancing like a thirsty cobra keke … The first two, three days I felt very very shy, just like a lady but later on its k. it’s so irritating to see old pals leaving me be