My Scarytales

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 m...

Well blogger seems very down in this recent year but hopefully we all will unite. The funniest thing about my blog is that it keeps updating even though there is no readers lols.   That’s because when all readers return they will get to read my previous thoughts… :-) This time my heart robber is a chick who sits just next to me in class; she comes from abroad and talks in very fluent English. Her curves are just to die for and her nose just seems like a nippy. The first day I was thinking about her belly, so slim. Wonder how the digestive system fits in her stomach… the first class passed away while I was just busy in researching her belly… I said my bike curves are amazing and is ready to shine… she said then it’ll suit her :-D Ooh lets highlight the top news, I saw heart breaker… that lady who tattooed a heart in her neck,,, I pressed the breaks so hard causing some weird noise and a black line in majeedee road. Well guess after a death defying stunt this beauty disappears in a...

Well chasing down a dream is the hardest thing I have ever faced. For more than two years I have been fully involved in this but yet cant countdown the miles ahead. As I walk step by step the roads seems opening its ways from the dusty fog. Every day every night, I try, I try, I try my best but writing a post seems harder than ever.   Can’t find an easy way to give-up, neither do I want it to happen. Focusing on my computer I see my blog as the only hope which might get me in trouble too but we shall think wiser than ever before. Risk is the way that lead us to win, and as you know shutting my mouth isn’t gonna be a easy job… keke An august summer night soldiers passing by is an old lyrics that my grandpa used to sing... So let’s step to step and head to a new decade. Well that was past and hope not to talk about the lady who rejected me and tattooed a heart in her neck in the means of modesty… even though still my heart dhak dhak,s for her…. My interesting classes started today,...

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 touche...

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...

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...