Wednesday, March 23, 2011

life mosaic

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 and female, 90% of them said that’s too old fashioned and even some girls asked “is it possible?”… That was a funny article. Practicing all this might be a late trend but not being aware of the consequences is called old fashioned.  Some time back I met a friend in tow yard. She was trying to do some hardcore’s over a “Bajiya Gaa” but got caught by police. So they took her and her Romeo to tow yard but again action replayed in tow yard…  Well that’s called trend setters XO

From up high Male’ might seem like a boring place but it’s funny to dig the place around…                         just to check the place you don’t have to do much just go near sea side and say there is a crocodile in the water. I guarantee within minutes the place will be mounted of crowds and national defense forces will clear the sea side just because somebody reported that there is a crock lolzzz.

My bro is also a funny guy, infact a rascal. One day he came out around morning seven, it happened to be Sunday but he thought its Friday so when he saw a innocent CHSE girl going to school he said “hei gal were r u goin, dontcha knw dat dis is Friday” the girl got surprised unfortunately there was a Islamic lecture going in the mosque and it sounded like Friday “Khuthbaa”. My bro again said “dontcha hear the Khuthbaa” this time the girl got confused and took a U turn and went straight to home keke,, my bro is a fool to think its Friday and the poor girl is also a fool to get fooled by a fool.

And yeah that reminded me of another funny story of a Romeo buddy, one night he went to his chicks house because she was angry, as he reached inside her room she said “prove me dat u luv me” so my buddy said “is dat al” and took the girl on his shoulders and started to do push-ups, in every push-up he said “I luv u 1, I luv u 2” like that he did 51 push-ups and said “I luv u 51 times” lol kekeke….…

 All these crazy people together make a Laugh My Ass Out session XO

Usually coffee shops are the places where these stories roll; sometimes we spent six, seven hours in every single coffee. Actually we must go there with a pillow to sleep over there.  Because we are never ready to come out of the place, it’s just awesome. When I sit over there I get to meet friends and new friends, so anybody who want to find me visit to my office           “Koffee Shops”.

 During all these I meet many girls but I never bring them home whether a friend or a girl friend. They ask me why and I say because my mom is never keen about it, again they say why and I say I don’t know maybe it’s not an Islamic thing that’s why… before I use to think about it a lot because I see many of my friends inviting hot chicks to home and their moms are always kewl about it and I wonder why my mom is so much anti. Only god knows….

Anyways I keep the rule since I don’t bring any home and now I am also trained like that, I feel ashamed of myself to show up with a chick. Surly mom is going to kill the chick :S. though I don’t show up, she is aware of my activities because Male’ is just too small and the family is just too big.

The best solution for this is to go with my field, to go to resort. So its gonna be bang bros time heehaa…

For now just a lil bit busy, and the brain is empty too , so signing off 

Monday, March 7, 2011

Buried in Dark

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 this. Some says bring her home and the others say invite her for a coffee. One says give me her Facebook id while the other says to show them a better look of this chick. I don’t know why, when everything is going wrong to wrong everybody is expecting huge things from me.

I can’t even remember the last time I reacted like a drunken Romeo, surly this is the first time in past eleven years I am experiencing something like this. I fear of this day and I am never so keen about forwarding a relationship into this much. But it happens, sadly. She isn’t giving me negative reactions but shortly describing, she is icy. I am invigorated for whatever since she got an ability to make me nervous and shivering, being able to give me a pale skin.

All these thoughts are surrounded by me when it’s dark. Olden memories and the sad days, and also the happiness are buried in the dark. Born and living in Male’ since childhood had made me sick of all these lights, but will miss the lights if it is not there infact I can’t sleep if there is no light. The major reason behind, me waking in the night is to go and sit by the seaside, to see the glittering stars in the dark sky and to feel the silence “and to smoke a bunch of cigarettes” though it’s a very bad habit. It’s just amazing…

But can’t imagine the way how the earth rotates, the sunrises for another day and with it the noise of “Pee Pee’s” by vehicles and people running side to side. Everybody with their own businesses and for me it’s time to sleep... can’t even remember the last time I saw the sun but for me it’s not a problem Insha Allah since I got a comfortable night life…