My Scarytales

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 ...

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 cal...

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...

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,

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...

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...

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...