Time to leave-End of 2008

Another year gone..It seems like only yesterday when I turned 18...and yet seems like my time here is already over, just 16 more days left...Guys I'm leaving to Nepal on the 16th of January for a fully paid medical scholar ship. Its gonna take me 8 long years to be back. I'm sorry to tell you that I might not be online for a month until I get settled. So lets see now....Year 2008...If I tell you nothing has changed and every things the same, I'd be lying to you straight in the face. Everything has changed...my beloved Maldives, the people, surroundings, friends and life...nothings the same. Well I guess they'll never be the same since I love experiencing new stuff huh...That enough for a review of 2008? C'mon guys, if I had t write details I'd have to write a book. Anyway I'll be back and HAPPY NEW YEAR 2009!

The story of a bird...

Guys, within the past two days I've got two new friends. One is a Han's Macaw whom I named Archie. The other is a female Eclectus. I haven't named her yet. When first I saw the Eclectus last night, I noticed something. The other pet Eclectuses I've seen were always in a very bright mood. However, this one was kind'a stern looking with an unusual aura of darkness in its eyes which seemed very familiar to me. I asked the guy (who gave it to me) about its history. He said that it was left alone in his house and everyone who came in would always pick on it. He said it was alone in his house for 1 whole year since he now lives in Colombo. So he thought he'd give it to me. After a while I suddenly remembered its eyes and where I've seen it before. It was the eyes of a teenage boy I once knew...These birds need a lot of company and play time. Shes not that friendly and I don't blame her for biting half my finger off 'cause thats the result of being lonely. But I ain't gonna give up on this one. Like Archie, shes gonna be one of my best friends! Anyway, guys, why don't you help me name her?

What it feels like...

Do you know what it feels like
When someone hears you say I hate you
When someone is alone and he doesn't know what to do

Do you know what it feels like
When friends say they trust you
But they back stab you and you have no clue

Do you know what it feels like
When someone has a family, the best
Who cares about themselves, but not the rest

Do you know what it feels like
When someone is punished for a crime he didn't commit
When someone is dead inside, smiling on the out, damn it!

Do you know what it feels like
When someone has this snide little voice
Inside his head, repeating, saying he has no choice

Do you know what it feels like
When someone has to put a fake smile on his face
But really, half broken, inside, thats not really his case

Do you know what it feels like
When someone pretends to be someone he's not
To avoid the smile on another's face coming to a stop

And do you know what it feels like
When everything happens to someones dislike
And he tries to run away, trying to take a hike
Yet, you think you know what it feels like...

Winking...

You know, up until now, I have never thought winking is kind'a wierd...I mean think about it..Why do people wink? To find the answer for this tricky little bugger, I did a little research...Heres the naughty little answer...

Definition: A wink is an informal mode of communication, a facial expression made by briefly closing one eye, indicating shared, secret knowledge.

It maybe used as a sign of sexual invitation or flirtation amongst the western people while most of central Asia sees winking as a rude gesture…

Caution: Not all of you can wink...SO be careful what you wish for...This is because some people attract the non-opposite sex by winking for their benefits. Don't tell me I didn't warn you...Chao

Song of the month....

Well, sometimes people just forget that I'M JUST A KID!!!

Child Abuse...

Every new born is special. A baby is a shining beam of light that lightens up two peoples lives in the most amazing ways. Sadly some people see this light as a burden. Every child needs the love of parents, the hug from a brother and a kiss from a sister. Every child deserves a smile on their face. But for those who see pleasure in the pain of others, a tear in a little child's eye is joy.

When we say child abuse, it doesn't only mean physical harm. An abuse can be considered as emotional blows as well. Why do it? Just for the fun of it? What fun do you see in a tear that passes down a child's face? It hurts to see a child lonely and stressed out...

Tell me something...What do you feel when you see the pictures below?

Now see this video...



What do you think now?

Walking through the sands of time...

Its been a while since I last cleaned my closet "fully". Re-arrangement doesn't count, so I'd say its been almost a healthy 4 years since I last cleaned it. It was getting a bit messy so I decided to clean it, finally. Now there are three apartments in my closet. The first and second were easy to 'dish out', 'cause they were filled with books, cards, letters, stationary, old movies...etc. Somethings I found (new stuff that didn't belong to me) include, cockroach eggs, a dead cockroach, a healthy spider and some dust mites (they were huge!).

The third apartment was as packed as ever. I removed each item in there very carefully. It was like a walk through the sands of time. I found so many stuff that I hid, so many memories and fragments of a broken past. The most interesting item I came across was a small, A5 size book with a "moth eaten" black leather cover. It was a book with yellowing pages filled with 5 years of disturbing memories, preserved, untouched and safe. The stuff I found was incredible. Some of the pieces were completely full of non-sense, whereas others were still the same and very true. I tore off the non-sense and kept the rest safe and sound. I thought of sharing a piece of writing in it with you guys. Its no the whole writing, just an extract from somewhere in the middle. Here it is. It was dated and headed as,

06-01-2003

Today I turned into a teenager!

"...In our life it is important that we have many friends, with who we can have fun. School is very important for us, but many teenagers don't check this. Because they think there are other important things. Many teenagers have boy/girl friends for whom they live.

Then there are the boys and girls who think they are cool and very funny when they sit in front of the computer every day, but really they miss the real life and the fun which their friends have.
Life is very good when you have many friends, when you have fun and enjoy life. Life is at its end for many teenagers when they lose their boy/girl friend.

Many teenagers have trouble with their parents; they think that the parents want to ruin their life. A lot of teenagers test drugs, cigarettes at 15 or 14 years and think they were cool, but they don't know that they ruin their lives. Life is very nice when you think of yourself and do what you want and like it, and when you're not going to break only because other people say bad things about you........."

It might have some mistakes 'cause I was only a boy then. I wanted you guys to see it just the way it was. Hope you guys had a nice time reading it. See ya

Dreamland

When the old clock chimes mid-night
I switch on the little orange light
Jump on my bed and shut my eyes tight
To open them in another world, another sight

In a land where crystal flowers blossom
Where the vanilla skies are handsome
And the chocolate mountains are just awesome

In a land where the cotton candy clouds fly
Where ice-cream waterfalls fall by
And the paper cranes sore up high

Wearing gowns of silk and silver
I wish I would wake up never
And stay in dreamland forever and ever

Song of the month: What if

Welcoming you to the month of November is Kate Winslet with her hit single, "What if". Enjoy

Kate Winslet Lyrics

Relationships....

Relationships are fascinating. You meet someone, completely fall head over heels, then you think you love them, so you get into a relationship and then you feel like you have been trapped in a prison.

I find it ironic that people jump from one relationship to the next within a mere two weeks. How is that even logistically possible to get to know someone else, get serious, and then actually like them for who they are and then get into a solid relationship again so quickly.

I believe that people are obsessed with the concept of love more than they are obsessed with getting to know someone for who they are. There is so much pressure from all aspects of life to find someone and settle down. And that’s not a bad thing by any means, but it becomes pointless when you do it for the sake of it.

And that's why there are so many people on anti-depression pills. Because they rely solely on someone else's company to fulfill their needs or desires without learning how to be independent.

Love is about learning to be independent in a dependent situation. Isn’t that what a successful marriage or relationships is all about? And if you are not ready for it, then why rush? Just have fun and get to know yourself in the meantime!

Busy..

Guys, sorry about this, but I'm a bit busy these days with the open season. Christmas is on December and already the duty free shops have started preparing for it. I'm a bit caught up at work but will update really soon. Its not that I hate being busy or anything ( I love being busy and picking up the phone and saying call me later I'm busy, at least now I'm not faking it :D )

By the way, coming soon...WHAT IF....Sayanora

Respect!!!

One day, I was going to work when something happened on the road. A foreign laborer was parking a car in a parking zone and he was taking it slowly in oder to be careful. I saw two Maldivian girls walking really fast and squeeze between a parked truck and the car being parked. The guy in the car slammed the brakes right on time or else the second girl would have been hurt. Guess what? The girl walked up the car door and the guy in the seat said sorry. But the girl screamed at the guy saying that he should go back to where he came from and she even cursed the guy a thousand times before spitting at the rear window and buzzing off. I was shocked for a moment. But I continued to walk and just caught the 2:10pm ferry to the airport. In the ferry, a Maldivian guy refused to pay saying that the ferry left late. Funny thing was the guy stepped in just before me. He was shouting at the guy, saying that this is not your home and if you ask me again I will hit you...stuff like that. The guy in the ferry was like frozen for five minutes before he withdrew and told the captain. Since the captain was a Maldivian too, he was able to solve the problem with a bit of arguing. Later that day I went for a coffee with a girl who "used" to work at our site with me. We were served by a Maldivian waiter. He brought us two Nescafe's and I started sipping it happily. But, my companion was not happy. She asked the waiter to change the coffee to something else. She send him back like five times and still wasn't happy with what he brought. She started screaming like it was an episode of a television drama or something. I was really embarrassed. She stood up and stormed out of the place. The waiter stood there shocked, the others there were looking in my direction. I slowly shook my head and got up, paid a 100 bucks and asked the guy to keep the change for himself. The least I could do to apologize.

You know, we should treat people with respect and kindness. People make mistakes because we are human beings. It doesn't matter if we are dark or fair, if we are from different ethnicities, if we are from different countries or even if we work at different levels. Do we like it when people criticize our mistakes in a rude way? Do we like being spoken rudely to? Do we like being shouted at or being embarrassed infront of a whole crowd..? Are we perfect in everything we do? Think about these things before you say something to someone. Sometimes we shout at people blindly when the fault is ours, and we do feel bad about it once we realize it. Most laborers are foreigners, they are far away from their homes trying to earn something and we must welcome them warmly rather than treating them like if they were aliens. Why do we have to bring foreigners in the first place? Because some of us aren't cut out for the jobs they do or should I say some of us don't want to attend some of those jobs...We are all humans, all flesh and blood. If you want someone to learn from you, you should be an example to them and if you think you deserve to be respected, well then I've got two words for ya, Respect Others!!!!

7 Simple Rules of life

1. Brush your teeth every morning


2. Chop down every unnecessary hair on your body and always keep it smooth


3. Never forget to put on your roll-on when you go out


4. Change your underwear daily


5. Wear sunglasses where ever you go so that people don't see you "sleep walking"


6. Avoid shaking hands with others too much


7. Always laugh a lot

Song of the month: Welcome to my life...

Fear the BUTT!!!

I met this new dude in the airport. The guy is cool and man hes a laugh. One day, last Thursday we got this really long break, so he dropped by and as usual we were talking about stuff when the topic changed to feared stuff. Well, I told him that I don't fear stuff you can see from your eyes and that has a life ;) Guess what he told me? He said his worst fear was cigarette butts! And specially if they were wet! He said he doesn't know why, but he just gets scared! When he used to be in junior school, they kept two cigarette butts on either side of him if he didn't study. When they did, he'd tremble from head to foot and study. His friends once soaked a bucket full of cigarettes and poured it over him and he fainted before the first one hit his head! He also said that his dreams were interfered with cigarette butts! The beautiful girls changed into cigarette butts with bikinis and they would fly after him and he flies away from them. He said he fears them so much that he would run around in his house flying in his sleep. One day, he said his grandma actually hit him with her walking stick and he fell to the floor, didn't wake up and continued his flying motion on the ground. Imagine what his grandma would think when she saw her grandson swimming on the floor with loose boxer shorts!!! Damn, we laughed our butts off that day....Just thought I'd let you guys in on the fun...

NEFM: Whats going on???

Take cover, you're going to be attacked by jolts of laughter. I won't be saying much, but I'll let the pictures talk for themselves again....


Ready? Here goes...

Ever heard about the rules of the jungle? I don't think this couple has...


A good way to increase the quality of chicken meat we get today: make them play ball, there style ;)


They say parents and teachers teach kids to share, I don't think they do...DO yOu?


I think some people try just too much to teach us the right stuff...


You know why some people fear the junior generation? They're just too smart.... ;)


Sayanora GUys!!! Cheers...

To all my crazy friends....

The easiest thing to say, I hate you. The hardest thing to say, I'm sorry. Simple words are strong enough to break a heart while its not enough to mend them.

Sometimes a pat on the back, a hug, a kiss or a simple smile on your face means a lot more and the unsaid words are expressed and heart felt.

The things we've been through together, the uncontrollable fits of laughter, the roses that lit up the rainy skies and the sweet memories...

Up until now, I've never told my friends that they're crazy, but I love them...You make my world perfect guys...Thanks...

NEFM: Special request...

Hola peeps, ramadaan coming to a close. Hows it so far? Enjoyed the Holy month. You know, the most serious guys in the ramadaan are the old blokes. I dunno what their youth was like but they sure are patching it up now. But, never the less, those guys are weird. I'm fasting so I won't go into details. I'll just let the pic below speak for itslef...Check it out? How right can I be...I wonder ;)

Today...

Times have changed. Its obvious that the changing world will effect the people and their lifestyle. But shouldn't it be in a good way? What I'm trying to say is, today transport has become much more efficient with the invention of motor bikes, cars, boats and planes. Work has become a single hand strategy with the birth of computers. Mobile phones and the internet has sprouted new life into communication. But the most recognizable change I noticed was the difference in people then and now. Hair styles, clothing and the whole out burst of fashion disaster's not a problem in my point of view because a persons personality and attitude outlines his or her life style more than anything. A considerable amount of change can be noticed in the life style of teenagers and adults all the same.

For example, most of the teenagers today want to be the center of attention no matter what the cost is; drugs, drinking, smoking, having un-protected sex for money, you just name it and they'll do it. I don't know whats hit them. Fathers and mothers of today give a higher priority to work and friends more than their children. The rich use money to buy power, enslaving the poor and picking the mickey out of them for just no reason. Tears in ones eye become the laughter and joy of the other. Back stabbing a friend ain't a problem if you get what you want. Having multi girl friends and boyfriends for time pass is the new hobby most recently discovered by the youth. Respect is out of the question. What the hell is wrong with these people?

When I used to be in grade school, I always thought that the modernization of the world would dawn an era of happiness, prosperity and peace. But everything's upside down. Political wars, corruption, bloody fights, the lust for power and hunger for money. I just don't understand why...Am I right to judge the community like this or is there a reason why they do what they do?

The best work crew...

Imagine how your new job would turn out if your work crew sucks! Well, fortunately for me, I've got one of the best work crews possible. There are only 3 girls and almost all boys. Most of them are of my age. So it feels like being back at school. I thought I'd share with you some great moments we had.

One time, we were huddled in near the third counter joking as usual when something really funny happened. There were all guys that morning and the British flight Ek was boarding. Suddenly one guy came up to one of our crew and asked him for directions. That guy said, "Excuse me sir, could you direct me to the toilet please?". Our crew member replied, "The toilets on my back side sir". The guy widened his eyes and ran away. I'd let you decide why the guy ran away ;) kekekekekeeee

This other day, we had a Russia flight. Russia flights are packed and we always had a busy time when there was one. As usual, us, guys were huddled near the third counter chatting about riff ruff (we were all fasting as usual). When the final call was announced, the cashier at the first counter came to us with a long face. He said, " I don't think my fast will be alright" we asked why and he said " I think I touched her 'milk'"...Bwaaaaahahahaaaaa...Hilarious...

Chao guys...Until next time..

Song of the month: Crazy :by Simple Plan

I'm "addicted" to songs by the Simple Plan and I go "crazy" "everytime" I hear them. They've got the music with the right lyrics..Think I'm wrong? Check this one out then...

The taste of real life : Split personality

To all my readers, I'm really sorry that I haven't been in touch lately. Its not entirely my fault, there was a problem with my house internet connection which was the main reason why I couldn't update my blog. The other reason is that I've got a job now, which brings us back to the topic, the taste of real life...

Well, all my life I've always wanted to experience things. To be honest, the first job I wanted was to be a room boy in a resort, you know, just to feel the hardship 'cause I show my best when I'm under pressure. I wanted a job which included a computer that I didn't need to sit infront of for the rest of my life, a bit of traveling, adventure and where I get to meet new people everyday. I got my wish in a way. Now I attend a duty free shop in the airport, I won't tell you the name of the place, no, I won't tell you what I do, nop. You ask me why and all I can say is that I just don't like what I have to do. But I can tell you this, the particular job doesn't include a computer, not adventurous, the traveling is between Mal'e and the airport only, is fun, busy and hard and I do get to meet new people everyday!

The crew in the shop is great so far. Not to mention, I've heard loads of stories about this place and some crew members have interesting stories. It gives me the hee-bee jee-beex ;) My best defense there, split personality! I'm not my self when I'm there, I act like this goody goody has been. I have no intentions of showing my true colors until and unless I get to trust these people. So far I don't think thats going to happen in a long time to come. Who knows whether I'll be there long enough ;)

On a more serious note, at this point, I'd love any job from the government. I only go to this job to satisfy two people. To honor my moms wish and to protect my fathers reputation. Its hard alright, a lot of weight, but I'm doing it just for them. Well its not school any more, so I guess this is how real life tastes like huh? Chao...

Experiences in life...

The one thing I value most in life, are my experiences. I've gone through a lot lately and I do share a lot of my experiences with you guys via the treble cleft. During the last month I did a survey for a company called Mori Caribbean. The survey highlighted questions about the current status of our little band of islands, the Maldives. I signed a contract not to reveal the questions, but it didn't specify about sharing my experience. I won't tell you the questions as I promised, but lets say I'm going to give you an insight on the outcome of the survey. I noticed that some people from Mal'e, the capital lacked manners and respect (nothing new there), some from Mal'e were very truthful and honest (I was actually amazed at this), most of the islanders were very polite and very cooperative (although the girls I met were a bit flirty). Overall, apart from this, the most important facts I noticed were; there are still some islands where people don't get fresh drinking water, there are people who are killing themselves to get there children a better life, education levels are unbalanced among atolls, a lot of people are facing housing problems, health facilities are not up to the mark at certain points and some still haven't recovered from the side effects of the tsunami. Due to these facts I uncovered during the survey time, I had to believe something I never wanted to...I thought in the dictionary of our nation, poverty did not exist, inequality among fellow brothers and sisters did not exist...I thought my nation was perfect compared to what I see on TV about other nations. Now I know the truth and I urge you all to please stop and think twice before you do anything. Whether you waste money or food or time or anything, think about the people who don't have any of that and thank god for what he has given you and don't complain about what you don't have...Before you do anything, think about the "other person".

Song of the month..

Don't ask me why, but this is the song of the month...

NEFM: Parents and mistakes....

Ola ladies and gentlemen...Hope you're doing well and am overwhelmed to welcome you to another short addition of N-E-F-M!!! I'll skip the intro part as I assume you very well know who your favorite RJ is ;)

A normal person with an abnormally normal brain would understand that being a parent is a huge responsibility, a burden which is born with each one of us. Unfortunately the people with hairy nuts for brains don't understand this. Forgive me for saying this but, some parents just don't get it. I mean, its a parents job to understand their children's way of thinking and alert them about puberty. It is of utter importance that the parents explain the situation to their children of what is happening and what might follow, if you get what I mean ;) . Its a fathers job to warn his son and a mothers job to caution her girl. Things could go very wrong if a father tried to warn his daughter and a mother tried to warn her son. It just happens so that....

(this is actually a true story) Adam and Stacy were a couple who had four sons, Drake, Dennis, Diego and David. Drake was 10 and he was one of a kind. He was so curious about stuff that if he starts babbling about one of his curiosities, things usually got a bit messy. Upon becoming 11 one day he asked his father about how babies were born. His father hushed him and said that only mothers know where babies come from. "But dad you told me that "natural glue" ain't used for pasting photos. You must surely know where I cam from...?" Adam glared at his son furiously and that hushed Drake for a tinsy bitsy second.Drake was clever enough to hush up in front of his father, but once his father was gone, he went into his fathers study and examined a book based on human biology.

That evening, Stacy found Drake a bit quiet and knew "something big" was coming. She rushed the other three to bed and consulted Drake about his curiosity. Drake told her about the babies stuff and what his father said. Stacy thought for a while and she got an idea. She took a piece of paper and drew a stick man and a woman. She told Drake that when a boy likes a girl and hugs each other, a seed is planted in a secret place and a baby is born magically. Drake took the crayon from Stacy and circled the skirt of the stick girl and stared at his mother. Stacy glared at Drake and send him to bed.

The next day, when Adam and Stacy returned home from work, they found their 70 year old baby sitter tied up in a chair without clothes. They quickly untied her and asked her what happened. "Your boy Drake got the others to tie me up and he tried to plant a sunflower seed in me. He said his mother told him that babies were born magically when a seed is planted in a secret place.......!!!!"

Well thats all folks. Just remember to be a bit accurate with what you supply to your children. Adios...

Life as a misfit...

Well, actually the title was the title I gave to my story which I wrote for the common wealth essay writing competition. Unfortunately I wasn't able to submit it. So I thought I'd share it with you guys and let you judge it. The whole thing is pretty long so I'll include a summary and the last bit at the ending.
The story is of a boy who was 17 and the problems he faced. He's so different from his friends and they don't like him one bit. So he changes himself to be liked by them and to be hated by his loved ones. He goes into drug dealing, pornography and so much more until he realizes the mistake he made. So he tries to make everything right. He starts running away from his life and tries to end it when he couldn't find a place to hide. He tries to jump off the peak of a mountain when a miracle happens. After a thunderous rumble, a night rainbow splits the sky and from the heavens above the pearly white forms of his parents glide down and tells him this...

"Life is never easy to live when you try to be someone you're not...Its not easily explained but its your choices that count...Change is a fact of life...for the greater good or for the bitter worse...If you're changing just because your friends ask you to...well thats not friendship...Its just another compromise...It shows that even though you have eyes, you're blind to not see what they are doing, even though you have ears, you're deaf to what they're saying behind you're back...You can't feel the pain of being back-stabbed...but you still have feelings...You become a person who has a brain incapable of choosing between right and wrong...What does that make you?

A body of your own with disabled senses...a confused soul captivated by your fears, confidence never there...A life you live, but lead by people who you think are friends...What else does it make you apart from a slave captivated by your own enigmatic fears... What are you scared of? Why are you scared? Why do you hold back? Why do you hate life so much when you have so much to gain and nothing to loose? And why do you act the puppet of your friends...Forgive me for saying this, but when I look in your eyes, hatred stares back at me...I just don't understand why...

You hate being who you are...You hate life because there are so many obstacles...You hate life 'cause you never understood it...You hate yourself because you make mistakes...You hate the community because there are people better than you...Bottom line is, you hate the fact that you were born...the fact that god gave you a chance to live, to prove yourself...Another question...If so, why don't you hate god? Funny...You don't hate god but you hate everything he gave you...A family, a home, friends, wealth and a life to live...

You know questions cannot exist without answers...Problem is you don't want to find them...You know when you make mistakes...Problem is you don't intend to correct yourself...You know when trouble is brewing your way...Problem is you don't want to avoid them...You know your own fears...but you don't want to find them...Yet again you push your confidence aside and let your nightmares haunt you and hold you back from excelling...

Running away is not an answer...But its an option...A person who runs away from life has nowhere to go...'cause he ain't got a place to hide from life...Trust me there is no possible place to hide from something thats not even chasing you...Your problems, your fears...They always find you...hurt you...and now its time to stop running...Its time to look back and open your eyes...Come to your senses...

Look around you....Look at the mess you've made...There is nothing you can't undo or make right...Don't get confused...You can always start by telling the truth and lies in your life start to unfold...Never sell yourself to your friends by trusting them as you're handing them the weapon of your own destruction...Be brave...Whenever you fall, get up...Learn from your mistakes because right cannot exist without wrong...Life is too short for hatred...Accept it as it comes and smile often...At times laughter can be the best medicine...Express your self...tears aren't for the weak alone...Dream...Dream about a future and chase those dreams...Paint them...Make them come true...

Like yourself, accept gods gifts and thank him for giving you a chance to live...Believe in yourself...Be responsible for your own actions and avoid blaming others for crimes they didn't commit...Respect and be respected...Always know when to quit...You don't always have to push yourself too hard because everything happens for a reason... Being different is not a sin...Nor is it a crime...Its what makes you who you are, an identity born with you...Trying to change it leads to nothing but trouble...You can't force people to like you...They make there own decisions, so can you...Sometimes its best to stand out rather than trying to fit in..."

His parents fade away and the sunrises for a new day. The guy starts to settle things...End of story. This wasn't only a story, it has some truth in it. Its a message to all those people who think life's just too hard to live...To tell you the truth, its something I wrote on my 18th birthday...Rate it guys...What do you think?

A beginning from the end...

The silver stars peppered the sky
The last birds of the night flying by
The pale moon peeping through
The cotton clouds white and blue

Alone in a park down the alley
Sat a boy 18, in a lost valley
Of shattered dreams and aching desire
Sinking in the sea of tears and fire

His glance fixed on his palm
A broken heart lay still and calm
All night sitting there, shattered and weak

Silent tears streaming down his cheeks

Love was sweet, unannounced when it came in
But, when it left, it was never the same
It hurt so much, the unbearable pain
From the heavens above, it started to rain

Heaven help me please, he prays
Show me soothing and better ways
I did what I thought was right
But the results weren't as bright

A dazzling light appears out of thin air
So bright, unthinkable, a happening so rare
It shapes as a tall white man
Speaking gently, comforts the boy all he can

Life is tough, love is part of it
Stand up, when you fall, confront it
The lessons it teach, reap the benefits
Its you, your life, each and every bit

Live life like theres no tomorrow
Trust no one but your shadow
Smile in the face of grief, shed no tears
With that he just disappears

The rain stopped at the crack of dawn
From the ashes of yesterday, he was reborn
With a smile on his face, opens his arms
And the morning sun flushes at his charm

Its a new day, a new dawn, a new life
Thinking of searching for the real wife
He sets off with the previous events in mind
Leaving his bitter past behind...

Song of the month...

Dedicated to all those people who've been turned down by the ones whom they love...Cheeeeeers!

Never say goodbye...

I know a lot of people have been waiting for this. Infact, a lot of people have been asking me about my love life. I have decided to share with you the one part of my life that I have guarded very secretly up until today. I just thought the best way to get through it is by sharing it with my viewers…

When I was 15, you can say I hardly new anything about love…yea right! By then I had all the info I needed through books, internet, friends…etc. If you asked me what love was then, I could have defined it for you in a thousand ways, but still, even then, what it truly was, how it happened, it was all a mystery to me. I know it sounds funny but it is the truth…

Love crept into my life one night, unannounced, when I was expecting it the least…I first saw her in the carom hall, practicing all by her self. I don’t know why I stared at her, only her…I mean there were many girls in the hall of the same age. I didn’t talk to her…The very same night, I didn’t know why but I started secretly picking on her hair, because it was all bushy with no clips, but, still she looked attractive…I felt something for her, I couldn’t get what it was…

This continued until the tournament was over and by then I realized that these feelings I had for her had a name, love. Funny I didn’t realize it sooner. I wasn’t sure I was going to see her again so I just tried to forget about it and pass it by as a beautiful dream I had. But it proved difficult…very difficult. Luckily, when I confessed this to one of my class mates, he told me that she was in the same tuition class as him. I send her a love letter immediately. I didn’t save a copy, but she still has it. I’m damn sure about that…The thing was I didn’t get a reply in three months…Finally; the hardships of O’level exams drove her off my mind for some time…

The moment the exam was over, she took her place back in my mind…I longed to talk to her, see her, meet her…well, this wish came true in the most “kind” manner. I saw her one night with her boy friend. I wasn’t sure what I felt that night. Again, through this friend of mine, I got her number…but it was she who contacted me first because she had my number through my friend….a relationship was born that day…one I never gave a name to, because it never was constant, it changed from friends to close friends to cousins to brothers…but for me, all those time it was love alone…I never told her then…

After three long years, I finally confessed to her. I gave the relationship a name. I had to go on a trip to Lanka (I’ll be posting about my trip to Lanka as soon as I get the photos) and I had no way of meeting her in private, so I wrote her a letter. Just a confession…here it is…

“Dearest,

Hi, hope you’re doing well. I wanted to tell you something that I’ve wanted to tell you from the moment we met. Maybe you know what I’m going to say. Please listen. Just listen and make a decision, I don’t care what happens in the end I just want you to hear me out.

I’m a simple guy who lives a simple life. I never believed in love at first sight, but from the moment I met you, it changed. Everything changed. I don’t know why it happened. All I know is that I fell in love with a girl who is beautiful enough for me…brave enough for me…good enough for me. I never felt this way about anyone else in my life.

I may not be the strongest or the richest. But tell me something…can strength make love bow down to it? Can money pay the price of love? All I want to say is I LOVE YOU. I may not be the most perfect person on earth, but I know that the love in my heart for you has never changed. Maybe now you hate me for admitting this, but I think its best that I tell you. For almost two years now, I’ve been wondering what you’ll say when I admit this.

I remember a night when I asked you what love was and you told me you had no idea. But I knew that you had a boy friend then. I wonder what type of boy friend he was to not teach you love…how to love…Love is a beautiful feeling…Maybe love has hurt you in the past…I’m asking for a chance to heal those wounds…Please…

When you read this, I won’t be in Male’. But I’ll be here on the 24^th of this month. I had to leave immediately after test, if not; I’d have given you a call and told you everything. Sorry if I have upset you by saying this and I hope you’ll forgive me if I have. I’ll be waiting for an answer…You’ve got till the first of July…I hope you’ll give me clear answer of what you want…Thanks for your time..

From the person whose heart has been beating for you ever since he met you…

**** ”

Time passed, she got the letter but never replied. As July 1^st approached, I was getting a little worried, a bit nervous…but I waited patiently. The reply never came…so, I decided to call her (Swyt advised me to do so; Thanks Swyt dear)…She was a sleep, so I sent her a sms…

“I just want to say sorry cox I know now that I have upset you by confessing what was in my heart…Just forget about me…those memories…the letter…everything…Cox I promise, by sunrise tomorrow morning I’ll have forgotten that we ever met or we were friends once…Good luck and enjoy life…Goodnight and goodbye forever…”

I got a reply from her early morning…

“What kind of message was that supposed to be? :s”

I replied back…

“I sent you a letter confessing that I love you and u didn’t reply…So I took that as a no…Don’t tell me you didn’t read the letter…!”

No reply…I was desperate for an answer…so I sent her another sms… (I didn’t call her because my voice seemed to have vanished at that time)

“You don’t know how it hurts to have loved someone for almost three years and when confessed, never to get an answer…please just please, say something….If you want to talk about it just let me know…before the end of the day….”

She replied this time…

“I read the letter. About the reply, I still haven’t come to a conclusion…but will let you know soon…”

I just thanked her asked her to reply soon…I was finding it very difficult to maintain a straight face…the whole day I spent thinking about it….Finally I got an answer today…it said…

“My dear,

Friendship doesn’t mean that it should end even if we didn’t become lovers…I’m glad that you’re my friend and love you a lot as a bro.

It’s really hard to digest these…Its not easy for me to forget everything…

I don’t blame you for loving me…Maybe it’s my mistake I couldn’t pick out that…

I don’t know why I should end up my friendship for love…it’s not fair…

I respect your feelings…But I never felt anything like that for you…Its true that my life won’t be the same without you…I don’t want to end our relation…I want it forever…I don’t want to end it when we broke up or something…

I want everything to be the same…I never want to have the broken pieces of our relation…I need you cox in these years, my soul accepted you as my bro…please understand me; this is not the end of the world…

Hope you’ll understand me…

Never say goodbye…”

I didn’t know what to say…what to do…I didn’t know what to feel…Sad? Happy? Emotional? Shame? Guilty? Confused? I don’t know what I felt…I just can’t describe it…So after a while I replied…

“Thanks…I don’t want to forget you either…I’m glad you confessed and I’m proud that you told me the truth…Guess I got a bit carried away…You’re right, its not the end of the world…Lets just be like we were before…Sis…2^nd cousin…hehehe..

It hurts to know that I won’t be loved by the one I love…But it feels great to know that I have someone special who loves me as a bro…You’re love is one of a kind…I just need to change the way I love you…It will change…Just need some time…that’s a promise…You’re the greatest pal one can ask for…Thank god I met you….I’ll be your bro till the end…No matter what, never say goodbye…”

I still am not sure what to feel…and I don’t get why I wrote that last sms…but one thing is sure…this chapter of my life is officially over…I can never love her again and I can never love another woman the same…I can only love another woman much more than I loved her…

Back in touch with my favorite...

Almost six months ago, I woke up one morning to find that the cable cartoon network has been changed from India to Singapore. I wasn't sure until I called the cable service because the Singapore cartoon network did not feature Pokemon, my favorite since I was 13. I didn't have anything other than cartoon network India to watch the show. By the time I was 17 I knew all the episodes I watched by heart and there was no Pokemon attack I didn't know. Since I was detached from it for so long, I can't remember most of the stuff. This anime cartoon has inspired me in more than one way. When I think about it, its mainly because I think I'm more like Ash; pretty stubborn at times, a bit over confident sometimes, always need some friends around me to keep me balanced and will do anything for a friend. I finished at season 7 and am back on track with season 8 today, thanks to my dear first cousin "loodhey". He gave me this cool website and I haven't stopped watching since this morning...well, check the theme for this kewl season, my new moto.. ;)

I was born intelligent, education made me stupid!!

Woooooo Hooooo!! Dudes and dudaz...Finally! I've finished my education...I mean hey, the basic phase is over and damn it feels good to be back!!! Now I've got all the time in the world to update m blog...But theres one little hitch. Check out the photo below and it'll explain everything...See ya more often ;) Adios amigos...

(the back of my uniform)

Song of the month...

N E F M

Hola Hola ya'all...All my peeps. This is RJ Hoobey coming to you live on N-E-F-M with the sensational on of a kind naughty jokes and other riff raff.
This afternoons topic : Best friends..?

Whats a best friend? Whose a best friend? Is it the lone companion who holds your hand while friend-"ship" sinks into the vast ocean of envy and spite? Your partner who helps in coloring your dreams? A person who gives you popsickles...OOooPppsSss...I mean lolly pops? Well...Whaaaaat?

In my very naughty and humble opinion, a best friend is....ummm...uhhh...give me a moment...its processing...O yea, I can feel it...AHAH!! here it is...Your closest inmate...Wheres the rest...Thats not fare!! Sorry guys...thats what the big book of definition says.

For me...A best friend is someone you can share everything with. I mean not stuff like under pants and used "banana peels" (if you know what I mean)...And yea, a best friend can't share girlfriends or toilet seats at the same time either. Imagine trying to sit...Oh....For gods sake spare me the juicy details...

Well basically, according to my definition, you might think that best friends are of no use. Well, don't get me wrong but theres loads of stuff they can do...For example, they can teach you all the so called innocent-naughty stuff ( I don't know why some people think its bad. I mean f you don't get sex education early in life (school only teaches you the basics) how do you know you're having sex when you're having sex? Or how do you know how to practice safe sex using banana peels? Accidents have happened and you can't deny that. Go to a shopping mall and look at people in the face and you'll notice one nasal-hole bigger than others...and some of them have one larger ear with a bigger ear-hole... ;) )

Thats usually guys stuff ( just remember every single person is unique, but theres a devil in everyone too ;) ). I really don't know the girly girly stuff...but...if a girl was married, was 40...and...umm wanted a baby, they can always count on their best friends to choose the father of the baby...I dunno...(can they not...duuuhhh...they're best friends)

For a back stabbing wanna be , girls have a variety of solutions. Ofcourse guys settle it the traditional way, a good sucker punch. Girls can cry, slap, go for cat fights and the best thing they can do, bite in the right places. Kewl, isn't it? :D

Wellllll, thats all folks. Hope you've finished your cokes and enjoyed the jokes...Until next time...Astalavista senoritas and amigos....

Song of the month...
Enrique Iglesias - Tired of being sorry...

Finally...

Walking through the shadows
I see “the” lonely girl crying
I reach out to wipe her tears
But they just keep on flowing

I keep an arm around her
I lend her my shoulders to cry on
I slowly pat on her back
Hey, I say, look up in the sky

See the lonely moon shining
All the stars are still out, hiding
But the moon just keeps on smiling
Hold your tears back, just keep on trying

Now tell me what’s wrong
Baby, just try and be strong
Please, just take my hand
Hold on to me, I’ll help you stand

Look into my eyes
It’ll ease the pain
You’re surrounded by fire flies
Cheer up, don’t let it rain

I made a mistake, she says
I’m never going back
I’ll never love again
He broke my heart…

I take a deep breath
It was now or never
The time has come
I did what I had to do…

I hug her close to my heart
Can you feel my heart thumping?
Can you feel the blood pumping?
Can’t you feel the love?
The love I’ve kept for you…

She takes a step back from me
I look down at the ground
Its all over I say to myself
And she manages to whisper…

The garland of red roses, it was you
The chocolates and the card, you
The anonymous letters, all you
But why didn’t you tell me it was you

I turn away from her
You were always in his arms
You always whispered in his ear
You always said you loved him
And you were happy with him

It wounded me, but I wanted you happy
I couldn’t let tears ruin your smile
I sacrificed my love for your joy
Even if it hurt me, I couldn’t let it hurt you

She stares in total disbelief
I take a step forward to leave
My eyes, filled with tears
A hand held me back
And she hugs me from behind…

A whisper in the soft breeze…
One more chance for true love…
I held her arms and looked up
Just to whisper a prayer of thanks,
For giving me what I wanted…

Just a Song...

Well this song...I just can't get it out of my head these days...I honestly have no idea why...;)






Love Will Find A Way Lyrics