The Hidden Arts Of Pompaichi

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2012-01-25T08:29:00.007+05:00

I bet we were never created to be morning people. Waking up with the sunrise & going to stupid work.

This moment when I wake up & do not feel anything. The moment of Unfeelingness. It is amazing, cannot explain it in any other way. If some hot woman comes and strips bare in front of me, I wouldn't give a damn.

Maybe this isn't an Unfeelingness, maybe this is my "I don't give a Shit" feeling moment. This needs to be thoroughly investigated.

For the religious peeps: Waking up for fathis namaadh and going back to sleep works! There is no problem with that. (No Sun up to annoy Eyes: POINT!)

My body is in auto mode! I wake up at 7 even though it is an off day. If I sleep for more than 7 or 8 hours I get headaches. What have I become? I used to pull 14 Hours+ of sleep without any headaches, just getting up for pee & prayer breaks. Office has ruined me. Too systematic and all on time.

aaah well It's a Love Hate relationship.

Nonsense Ramblings

2011-08-09T17:18:00.003+05:00

Was bored and going through some draft in my blog & discovered this. Do not even remember why I wrote it all. Good read though.

Do not remember what I did on the day I was born and come to think of it, never asked my Mother and Father about the happenings of that day. February 3rd of the year 1988. Have a big Brother and Sister. And that is our beloved Family of Five. Am like the spoiled brat in the family.

I remember the first day of School, Dad on his cycle. I was holding tightly looking around here and there. There it was, Ameer Ahmed School. Blue just like the blue shorts I was wearing and the badge on my shirt. So many other kids. Dad dropped me off to the classroom and started with the legendry advice. Seems like Mom and Dad wrote this piece of advice together before they had kids. It goes something like this, " Behave, do not touch other kids stuff without their permission, not to be a nuisance to the aunty. " saying this he left.
If I remember correctly I stood on the spot for like a minute and started to cry and ran after dad. I seriously do not remember why I started to cry. Then dad took me to the class room again and told me to stop crying and it will be not long before he comes to pick me up to go home. In fact it was not that bad, we learned about how sound works when glass tubes were filled, each one with different levels of water... and there are some vague memories.

Life as a kid was fun and mostly and always got what I wanted. Did mention I was a spoiled brat. Being the youngest helped. Never was good with sharing stuff. Then school came, another environment, with another whole bunch of new people. Unfamiliar people. Soon to be whom you will count on and love. Lots of hyperactive running around and singing, and the new amazing thing: NUMBERS! Always wondered why it is unlimited. I seemed to have started growing my own character/attitude there: School. Even though I learned a lot in school, I learned more from my parents. Always guided and advised me. Well I was stubborn and still am. A bit.

Mom would shout and scream to wake me up to go to school. She has a Clock which she would make it show the time to what she wanted. Early Morning and on the clock it would be like afternoon. Yes! I fall for that trick each and every time.

Never a worry in the world, always fun and games. My brother was like a silent statue or so, when people are around. Then there are times when we would have karate' fights! He would hang me upside down on places, and in the background mom would be going “Quiet it down you two!!! ". It was so much fun. Then there are my sisters. Yup, besides my blood related sister, there are two more sisters. Love towards reading and writing came from them I guess. And the more reason why sometimes my feminine side comes up (Will go deep into this theory of the feminine side later). Well it was not all happy and fun. There were unhappy times.

After Ameer Ahmed came Kalaafaanu School, I joined the Quran Club. One more thing, Grade 4, the teacher taped my mouth: because I talked too much in class. That day the teacher talked to Mom and despite the fact she was talking to mom about me, I interrupted and mentioned the part about finishing all Home Works and getting A's, which kind of fueled the fire.
After that day I learned a good lesson. Never going over board AND do not get caught. This lesson I learned has helped me so far. Never did my parents have to come to school to hear a complaint from my teachers. In here I kind of started to learn how to make conversations with others,
I even had a crush on this cute girl, think it was in Grade Two. Shafaahath, think that is her name. I always remember her asking me for my ruler. And she did this stupid thing, when the teacher told to leave space in between words, she wrote one word in one line. That is a lot of space. Now that is Young Love!!! Always wonder what she would be like now. How I would like to meet her.
Point to be noted, learned new things on my own. Experienced how to get along with others. At the end of Grade Five, God came.

Ghiyaasudhin School, everyone got separated. Girls and Boys. I for one changed a lot here, got my nickname. Almost everyone called me by that name and lost my real name on the way. Here I got to know a lot of people. Lot of characteristics. Bullies, jokers, emo's and many more.

Loosing Touch with Reality

2010-03-21T10:48:00.002+05:00

I think I am finally loosing it, this three day weekend proved to be just bad. Saturday night ended up with me sleeping and worst is I somehow visualize the bed and pillows as people or beings.

I seem to have started making my own conversations inside my head and I seem to be naming stuff too. Lets not forget about the hour I just sat in my Chair looking at the fan.

The head is not a place of sanctuary anymore; my head seems to be more of an asylum, keeping a lot of beings or sides or entities at bay…

Life! As Pompi knows it...

2009-11-02T12:53:00.006+05:00

One Year,Employed. I have decided to write a blog entry. on how to thank some people.

*i am thankful that god answered my prayers and gav me a job :D
*i am thankful that my mom keeps up with my fussing and with how i wear different kind of socks each day.(white one feet another black) she doesnt like that and how i keep my room a mess
*i am thankful that dad allowes me to take his bike when i go to work and he waits till four to call me to get it back.
*i am thankful for a sister who accompanies me to lunch almost every day and gives me money when i ask her. even though i complain all the time when she asks me to do something
*i am thankful for my brother who pays my mobile bill.
*i am thankful for an awesome mailing buddy who keeps me going on at work with her mails...
hmmmm who else... aa yes!
*i am thankful for Una/Kanbo/Num for helping me out with hospital stuff at any time i call them.
*i am thankful for having friends who give twisted advice on work ethics, namely; faari, rimaan.
and thank you god for once again allowing me to hav all this. and i mite have missed some... but alls good. any how...

i seriously dont know why i am getting hyped about this but i am, maybe there shudnt be a reason for it. oh and ya! FOR ALL THE PEOPLE WHO SAID I WUDNT LAST EVEN FOUR MONTHS!!! IN YOUR FACE! aaahaaa...awesomeness .. ...ok.all my salaans shud hav reseted now..gonna check if it has.. YES IT HAS!i even have 30day annual leave... muahahah 60days totaly that i could stay away from work. 30 days innaane dhoo salaan..hehehe so evil..but since i hav annual leave.. i guess ill lay off salaans...but i dunno why i shud take annual leave aslu... will they allow me to take it day by day..hehe salaan bunaahen.

October 27th 2008, Azzam Mohamed got Employed

Thank you For Reading...

Picture taken from a flicker, nainaa...awesome pics she has

Al Supreme

2009-03-04T16:36:00.002+05:00

So...This ones about God. One of the topics I love to talk about and discuss. So who is God? Some extra terrestrial being? or just an idea? or a thought? or just the superior one who created all and has the power to dismantle it all. I have thought about this many a times and even did some looking into in the religions that say there is a god and how they describe him. There is basically one major concept common in them. A higher being or in some others, a lot of higher beings.

Well for me, I believe there is a God, Why? my answer might sound like one in the books in School. Look around, everything which is up and down in the depths. To be able to exist and rotate in this perfect cycle. Without a creator all of the things around us can not exist. I can not come to an understanding in which, where everything would just be there on its own. There has to be a creator. The skies above, floating up above, Without falling on our heads. Who can imagine a building just erupting out of no where just like that. Someone builds it. These are some of the logical reasons.

And something I can not explain by showing proof, at times of need or a call for help, when I think that everything that a mere human can do is done and nothing can be done, I seem to call out for this unknown being, for help, for him to save em, for him to undo it, for him to take the pain away. This is one of the times i feel out to God passionatly.
And then there are the times when I achieve something, do something which gives happyness to myself, I thank him for it. Or something good happens to a fellow kin of mine.
But these are just feelings inside me, nothing i can hand out to show. Based on words.

So there is a God now, but how would you know which one to put your faith in. Through out the ages, people have told stories of prophets, who comes to pass out Gods words. In others there seem to have happened that God/Gods/Goddesses lived among human beings, fought wars, and some have even fallen down by the hands of humans. It is as if there is a whole lot of variety to choose from.

Each one of them are tagged with something called Religion. I will state some of the Religions that I have gone through:
*Christianity
*Islam
*Judaism
*Hinduism

What is a Religion? Gods Will. Rules, guidlines God has told mankind to follow. or religion could be said to the way of life. How a person lives his life.

To be continued...

Back to the Hole

2009-01-13T22:26:00.002+05:00

Bah! I have decided that am going to stop the txt’s after a certain someone was very much concerned about them. Any how these are the last ones I got. Have not written the ending entry. which will come soon. So without further delay..

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December 28th 2008
Day 14 today marks the day! Two months and still going on. Someone get that trucks number that just hit me. Urg! But it is not possible. These kinds of mornings just kill me inside as if someone slaps me to death. Wish there was a sleeping room here.
Ps. how can these people smile!
Journal Closed 8:09am

December 29th 2008
Day 15, it’s a holiday! Hunting we will go! Hunting we will go! La la laaa laa hunting we will go! Today my journey is going to take me to the brave ocean! Onwards with my brethren! To the promised waters we march!
Ps. Am going fish hunting.
Note, one of the few happy entries.
Journal closed 6:47am

December 30th 2008
Day 16 my boss is not here! His always the first to come here! Think he worships this place. Aaa well am like wide awake now. Can’t even day dream. Oh crap his here. Pfftt spoke/written too soon I guess. And yes it’s another day at work without any work to do.tadaa!!urrgg!
Ps. Yesterday was awesome. Happy belated new year/hijree
Journal closed 8:18am

December 31st 2008
Day 17 Thursday Friday holiday Thursday Friday holiday times 99+. I am wide awake. Bored but not hungry. A song running through my head: just chill chill just chill. A song from maine pyar kyu kiyaa. The urge to do the dance moves. As it seems tomm will be new year. I have thunk this idea. All my subscribers to write what is in their head and send them to me. To 7775***. So hope to read you alls txt’s tomm. Happy new year. Time to get the ice-cream bucket and watch Indian drama series tonight.
Ps. All txts sent will be only readable by me and no one else. So doo eeet.
Journal closed 10:03am

Quote ended.

Happyness!!!

2008-12-31T14:48:00.001+05:00

Day by day the numbers who subscribe have increased. The comments are all positive so far. Let’s see where this leads to. The visits to the promised waters are going on strong, learning new methods and conquering new waters. Learning, evolving, changes…

And once again I am going to present some of the stuff I have been sending.

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22 December 2008
Day 8, another one of those mornings. Star wars in my head! One was white another in blue. One wanted to go, the other wanted slumber. Where I am sitting, I think the blue won. Well my head is back to what it was. The thoughts to choke are pretty much none. Today is very sweet
Journal Closed.

8:41am, 25 December 2008
Day 11, I got my good morning charm back which is awesome and thanks to hopefaith I got to make new ideas and I am feeling happy today. Work does not seem to intimidate me today. Maybe cause tomorrow is Friday. This sense of calmness! And I cut my niyafathi, all 20 of them. It was painful! But these are things that people must do, even though I seen them grow rite in front of my eyes. :( *sigh*. My Cat woman like niyafathi.
Ps. Ill miss you guys, all 20 neefs.
Journal Closed.

9:54am, 27 December 2008
Day 13, each and every one of you! Ask this question to yourself! You’re conscious! Why come to work and stare at a blank monitor even though there is no work and there is not going to be any! HELLO! It’s a Saturday! Some people call it a holiday for a reason. Sigh. And still here I am like a dog loyal to his master.
Ps. I Love you!
Journal Closed.

Quote Ended.

Thank you all my readers :D more to come!!!

Enlightenment

2008-12-24T18:00:00.003+05:00

Two months passed. Am still doing what I am doing. Even though I have stopped writing about the suicidal novels: which was pretty fun to be honest. Now, each morning I send a txt, not about killing people but about me brain/head. So once again I present those txt’s in my blog.

Quote from texts,

8:49am 17th Dec 2008.
Day3, I have been experiencing this change in me. I noticed this effect last Monday. For the past month I wake up every morning with a war going in my head. I have to convince my self each day. Giving reasons I cant believe I would give to another human being. Since 15dec08, these constant head battles and self convincing stuff has ceased. Today morning there was none. Is this like the calmness before the storm that would come or is this me!
Ps. I fear what I am about to become.

Journal closed.

3:23pm 20th Dec 2008.
Day 6, I wake up and I see myself here. No wars in my head. No convincing self it’s the right thing to do. Sleep, wake up and process repeated. The novels ended*1. Is this what it comes to? An endless hollow yearning. Empty.
I do not presume to understand the cause of my life. I am grateful that I have been allowed to take part in this.

Journal closed.

10:52am 21st Dec 2008.
Day7 seems like the biggest and worst joke that someone could play on me. Felt like smashing myself through a wall. At least I would sleep or be in a near state. The weather is so perfect. How I wish it wasn’t so! Missing my bed
Ps. I love you beddy
Note to self, thinking getting more violent.

Journal closed.

Quote Ended.
Well that’s it for now, will plump up two or more and pop it on the blog

It ends here but Rainbows don't

2008-12-18T23:16:00.002+05:00

WARNING, PLEASE DO NOT READ IT IF YOU DON’T GET A JOKE OR YOU HAVE KILLER INSTINCTS OR IF YOU ARE SUICIDAL.

Sadness fills my heart to say this, seems am going to have to abort all the novel writings. As it seems there are a lot of able and capable people who might do what the novel says. Despite the warning I might have to put in it. As a parting gift of the novel, I have decided to quote something from my writings. And it goes something like this:

Quote:

“How to kill yourself at work 101? I did some thinking today. Why so many ways. Lead me to one conclusion, last minute of your life, ending it in one way is boring. You got to have variety! Like a menu in a restaurant.

Way 2! Electrecutor! One water bottle, one monitor (TV recommended), a steel chair with wheels. Accidently pour the water bottle on your head, then you will start to run out of the office. And by chance, ACCIDENTLY (once again) jump onto the chair which will send you to the monitor/TV. Congratulations, you just electrocuted yourself to death (be sure that you aim your head into the monitor/TV).

Warning! This may cause a fire. So be careful.

Quote Ended.

Thank you all for your positive comments. Please send them to 777####. I would like to name some of them.

Fayya: Each day I wake up and check my txt’s to see your updates.

Rimaan: Dude! Damn! I really need to talk to your dad (Rolling on the floor laughing at that moment)

Hathy: :O ahahahahahaha keep them coming

Dheydhe: Obi noave, dhen oi ethi avahah fonuvaa.

Shams: haha you are becoming your own nightmare.. (That sounds sooo kewl.. so it’s a positive point)

Rushaa: Do you hate you co-workers so much? (yes she doesn’t get jokes that much…a bit slow with the joke stuff)

and thank you all others i have not mentioned here. :)

next incoming.the mutation... be on the look out

In My Mind

2008-12-16T17:11:00.002+05:00

Anyone who don’t get a joke or is suicidal PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS.I REPEAT this once again. PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU DON’T GET A JOKE OR YOU ARE SUICIDAL. Thank you.

!!!I started working, been a month and now its going to be two months. Have to wear a tie, tuck my shirt, hair combed. Most of the time I wonder whether the tie is going to choke me to death. And in these thoughts I have decided to write a novel(s) named, “How to kill yourself at work 101” then there is “How to kill your co-workers accidently but intentionally” and then “when you are alone in the office, lets see the options”. Yes work is very depressing. And my thoughts go haywire most of the time. But as it is said, one must work. I think it’s a universal law.
So here are the things that I have come up with so far. Most of my friends have had a good laugh. And thus I have decided to blog it!

Quote from my writing:
“So it started when I started going to work. Thoughts filled my head more than ever, do not be alarmed and thus I present to you: How to kill yourself at work 101, written by Azzam. Way 1, Sit on Chair, loads of cables and wires on the floor. Do a fake dropping of the chair jump. Once on the ground, roll around the cables until your neck is tightly locked by the cables. Even if someone offers you to help pull him down and show his/her neck to the cables. At least now you know you took someone with you. Pointers, you could do this to a co-worker which I will further demonstrate in the book about, “how to kill you co-workers accidently but intentionally”. More ways coming in the future.
Quote Ended.

After reading that you might think my co-workers or boss are very bad or not so “kewl”, to tell the truth they nothing but supportive I would say.
And work is good; cause it somewhat keeps one disciplined. But I still got a lot of disciplining to do for me self.

Happy Anniversary

2008-09-24T05:24:00.003+05:00

Someone mentioned this blog and has said why i don't update it anymore... and the answer is simply, i have not come up with anything to write about... absolutely nothing.

xoxox

Fade to Black

2008-03-19T21:26:00.003+05:00

Life, it seems, will fade away
Drifting further every day
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters, no one else

I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free

Thing was not they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost, this can't be real
Can't stand this hell I feel

Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now he's gone

No one but me can save myself, but it's too late
Now I can't think, think why I should even try....

*fade to black by Metallica..* so its kinda true ..

Twilight Zone

2008-01-31T02:13:00.000+05:00

Clouds, ever so beautiful! I went out to take my sister’s little cub for a drive. Everything she laid eyes on, something new something amazing. The collection of data starts for her.

Xaa (short for xara) was enjoying (I hope she was, if she wasn’t, my sis will kill me) frequently looked up to me and just went to her own exploration. It was near sundown, light was fading. Went to the place where it sets. The color’s were awesome, the setting sun, orange yellow mixed with a little brush of red and emitting from it are the little white barely noticeable, mixing with the blue water, fading into the sea, going for its night bathe and sleep. To awake shiny as possible for the next day.

Its the New Shit

2008-01-15T00:38:00.000+05:00

WOOOOOOOTTTT!!! after one year and some days. Our family went on a trip. last year wasnt a good year, due to a series of unfortunate events some werent able to go. well on this new year and after some days, the trip happened. was awesome, this time we went for three days and two nights. went fishing, bbq, singing, and the official dhathuru movie...everyones just looking forward to the next one..well so am i..cant wait for the next one..Hope this Years Gonnabe a KICKASS one..

HAPPY NEW YEAR ALL..

its always a story..one ends so the other can begin

I love you, you love me

2007-12-07T18:59:00.000+05:00

All these days I lost my shadow and I didn’t know whether it was there or not and I didn’t even stop to think even for once. But my guru’s, they noticed it and spoken to me about it. Hiding inside my room, 24/7 thinking going out would be bad. Uncertain of everything, not wanting to move forward. After losing a person close and dear, it felt as if all fun and joy of the world was lost. Felt as if it’s not worth to do anything, in the end we all just die. Well we all do but read on.

We have only one life, only one time to make things and do things. To have fun and enjoy life, sulking all day about how it’s unfair that something happened like this and another thing happened like this. Nothing goes right I guess. It’s just how it is. We can only do one thing, that is, not to sulk up about how everything’s going crazy. Have a positive thinking, yes, uncertainty is the only thing certain about the future. Knowing what would happen would make it boring. Taking risks and giving it a shot is the only way I guess. Not hiding inside a room all day. Giving excuses like, I’ve been playing a very interesting game and I’m up to the last boss blah blah!!! (yes..the game playing was just an excuse ..hehehe not to go out, sorry I lied)

All and everything one has gets so far away. There is no point at some point.

Well it’s good that I got my shadow back soon.

Thank you, guru. Devil786 :D and Faya, always good that you guys talk to me :D

And to the one down or up above, god knows. You will be in my heart always. All the memories in my mind, not me alone…we all hold onto them. Hehehe to the day we meet again..hehehe

I FOUND MY SHADOW.. yay!!!!!!!!!!!

November Rain

2007-11-22T01:10:00.000+05:00

its raining. tip tap goes the sound. people trying to hide from the rain, trying not to get wet. walking in the rain, everyone looks at me as if i was some crazy fool. but i knew something they didn't know. i was drenched, phone, wallet, keys....everything. walking slowly enjoying it, the moment, never to be repeated. it was gone. in my house, in front of my pc. writing this on my blog...and still they didn't know,

people should never stop dreaming :D

Answers

2007-11-12T19:47:00.000+05:00

Commitment, the act of binding yourself (intellectually or emotionally) to a course of action or a message that makes a pledge. i read the meaning but still i don't know what it means. how can a person commit him/her self to do something ....

Freedom

2007-11-08T05:10:00.000+05:00

Voice

are we gonna ask the questions that scare me
are we gonna break the bonds of silence
will i find the truth in my reflection
will i see the meaning of my defiant

cuz there are words that must be said
and there are words that must be heard
and that they’re not as really quite absurd
and there’s a footstep in the clouds
and there is warmth in drops of rain
and there’s a meaning to the words i say

i need a voice now
come be my voice now
find me a voice now …. yeah
come be my voice now
give me the choice now
you be my voice now

i heard this awesome song from mtv... a group named Pentagram..
just check out the song.. awesome lyrics ...

here are the vidoes from youtube

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aCgIdKt43Dk < this ones the first video.. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4FUBy30Ueow < latest one... hehe hope someone checks it..vidoes are pretty cool...lyrics rock...VOICE YOUR SELF!!!

pic from deviantart.com .. artist name anocas

JOY TO THE WORLD, its all a fairy tale. think.

Stones

2007-11-04T07:37:00.000+05:00

its going to be 40 soon..more than a month..unable to believe what has happened.. all i know is you are deeply missed... rest in peace brother...rest in peace... :D ...

Something of the Night

2007-10-24T03:57:00.000+05:00

Once upon a time in the year 2007 there is kid, who dreams of this endless dreams, he comes from school, study, do part time work, earn money to fend for himself, a normal like the others. The skies turn dark and the stars start to show themselves and there is the big bright moon. No sounds, peace and quiet. Lies on his bed and wonders about the great things he wants to do in the future. It always ended with...
River flows smoothly, a greenish place, with lots of beautiful and wonderful things. A simple house, sits in the garden drinking. Joyous of how life has treated him. Knowing life in every breathe he takes. With this dream, never knowing what it would be like tomorrow. Sleeps...
Waking up to the work of the new day, wondering how it would be if it were like it in the dream. He is left with his own opinions and choices. Free to wander off anywhere he desired. Achieving all that he can in the days...
A lady, white robe with stains of green all over, beautiful as can be, words are not enough on how to describe her. Like the colours of the rainbow, the place was filled with flowers. Petals dancing all around. Her smile brings it to perfection. A beautiful secluded place in nature. She whispers to me something which to which he responded to not knowing what she told him. Astonished, with that feeling he walks with her. A wooded mountain, feeling the incline of the path as it begins to ascend, the air against the face, deeply refreshed by the green shadows around and the clear blue sky above. It felt as if it were a place he has been before. The lady leads on into the mountain, inside, a pure column of light. Walking into it made it feel as if everything is being healed. The lady slowly takes his hand and leads him to a door. When opened it showed a place full of books. An old rusty book lay on the table which was not there. It contained questions that he has. Reading on made him realise there are answers to it too...
As it was the end of the month, rushing to get his pay. After on, going out with his friends...rambling onn not about a place of where he was...

- for more work of devil786 http://devil786.deviantart.com/

Chain of Repeatence

2007-08-28T19:37:00.000+05:00

It’s like a repeat program, morning wake up, have breakfast, go to classes, work, WoW, go out now and then and then sleep. This is my chain, how it has been for the past two or three months. Always longing for more but never know what it is. Is this how it is going to be FOREVER?

After I finish study, that is one entry gone from my chain, that would be filled up by work and the others the same. The first conclusion I came to was, less religious stuff (read Quran, do the sunnai stuff), so now am trying to increase these.

Another one was am I studying something I don’t like. But so far there is nothing wrong with what I am studying; I love numbers and all these tech stuff, good class mates and fun too.
WoW, well gaming is the motivation I have. The first time I started to work was cause I wanted to buy a Ps2. And so on gaming has motivated me to work to another level. Being a teacher, teaching kids, lots of fun time (yes! Being a teacher is great).

Then during the free times I go out with my friends (that is after I finish with studies work wow). And then there is sleep. Sleep during the night time, as in the normal schedule (around 11:30 and wake up early around 7).

Everything seems to be in place. Nothing wrong but why am I yearning for this thing. This thing I even do not know what it is? Damn confusing. Once again I ask, is this how it is going to be? :<

"I do not presume to understand the cause of my Life, am greatful that i have been allowed to take part in this." Quoted from tom cruise in The Last Samurai

Crisis at Hand

2007-07-29T14:28:00.000+05:00

It (life) has been going really going for the past month or two. Wake up have breakfast, play world of warcraft, go to college, come back home, rest, go through notes, work, warcraft again and again (and there was a lot of sprites and caffeine in between). Dhiraagu was being such a nice service provider last month. My life was what it seems to be entangled in this game (warcraft), everything was based on it: sleep eating studies and work, so much fun, such a nice addiction. In the recent weeks my isp (internet service provider) started messing with my life. The simple thread of commands in my life started to fluctuate. Yup, you guessed it right! They were getting in the way of me playing wow (world of warcraft). Web surfing was fine but I couldn’t LOGIN to wow.

All of the days I was thinking that dhiraagu were the best. In one day they fell down so badly. The first calls started with saying that there must be some problems with the pc/modem/router. But as there were no problems with that, it leads me to think that my isp was f00ked up. Many other wow players had the same problems, who were playing in Maldives using dhiraagu. Focus was not an option.

My request to the people who read this blog is that you call dhiraagu (to 123), tell them to repair this problem. Tell them to connect us to wow as soon as possible. There are people who live to play this game in Maldives. Not playing this makes them paranoid and to some extent lose touch with reality.

SO GUYS AND GAL, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, BOYS AND GALS. Call dhiraagu 123 and tell them to correct this. FOR THE PEOPLE WHO NEED THE DAILY DOSE OF WORLD OF WARCRAFT.

DO IT FOR US . DO IT FOR ME . DO IT FOR THE HORDE !!!!!!!!!!

Lost Sensation

2007-07-16T21:30:00.000+05:00

A dream come true; have been watching it since a very long time. Each day 5:30pm come from school turn on the TV and sits to watch random cartoons. And one day came a very obinoannanings cartoon. Robots changing into cars, jets and cycles etc. Transformers, optimus prime, ironhide, starscream, unicorn and many more kept me fascinated for minutes, because cartoon time was only till 5:30pm till the magrib prayer (damn TVM). Not knowing when I will see the next episode of it they end it. The next day they would show something else. This is how my craze for cartoons started. (Not only transformers but others were there, visionaries, care bears, mask etc.)

Cartoon: a childhood friend of ours. Care bears, Mask, Thunder cats, the Last Unicorn, Lion King, Aladdin etc. We dream of these toons while we sleep. Flying with peter pan or fighting like a knight or be wild like the mask or just care like a care bear (WE CARE *chanting*). Wouldn’t it be fun to go to a world filled with this fun?
Imagine living with the knights of new valarak having a totem in your armour, changing into a lion or either a cheetah or an eagle(Visionaries). Wouldn’t it be awesome? Which cartoon world would you want to be in if u could be in one, flying with peterpan or kicking arse(gentleman vefa) with the care bears?

We are never too old for cartoons, people quit watching these when they come to a certain age, thinking that it is “UNCOOL”, thinking that it is immature to watch cartoons. Good luck to them, so easily giving up something that kept them company for years. Enough with the comments saying; adhives mi firihenaa bodu vaakah nooolhe ey, kuda kujjen hen cartoon balamun dhuvanee. etc.

Will You Be There-Michael Jackson

2007-05-17T02:11:00.001+05:00

Michael jackson... a great artist... heard that he messed with little boys.. but still his songs are awesome...this song '' will you be there " by michael jackson...as soon the song started i felt like i am SOMEONE... this great feeling...this song rocks and some other songs too... i salute to u..

chop chops

2007-05-13T12:58:00.000+05:00

So long I have waited for a CLICK and tonight out of all nights it happened, my lovely sisters birthday party. Everyone was gathered around and talking about the latest happenings in home. One thing that caught my attention was this single apparent topic. WORK SHOP ON HOW TO HANDLE CHILDREN (the actual workshop name might defer from this). I was like .. OH MY GOD .. these bloody professors/doctors/teacher etc. are going to teach how to handle kids. And apparently one tutor hasn’t got kids and the other one has. (It’s a good thing but.. read on)

Handling a Child, aren’t these suppose to be instinctual (don’t know if this word really exists – INSTINCTUAL). I mean, for a mother who has given birth to more than two kids. And the kids are like going to be 10 or 9. And all of a sudden there is this great seminar/workshop/course in which u has to pay to go. WHAT THE HELL, GOOGLE IT. You will find almost every answer you will need. Going to a seminar/workshop to get advice on how to handle children. Even though each day (as in every day) someone is telling that how you are behaving with your children or interacting is not good. And though she agrees and her reply is “mashah ingey ey ekam kasheega hifaafa hunnah kanthah dhoo “so which guarantee is there that after going to this workshop there will be a change. It is in the mind, think for a bit. Use that 10% of your brain that a human can use. (As there is said a human being uses 10% of his brain). Or is it just this dude or person at the workshop has a certificate saying a degree or masters or whatever. (Am really pissed because these guys are charging for this kind of a thing). Am sure that both of my aunts will have much more knowledge on how to handle children than that person. It’s not something which can be taught. It’s gained through experience (I know I don’t know anything about child care. Hell!! I hate responsibility).

Later on I think there will be two year course in giving birth, Degree in getting a second child, Workshop for how to handle your men from going to other women, diploma in tooth picking. DAMN !!! so many courses/workshops/seminars to take. Is it really what you want it to be, to be told how to do each and everything in your life? Don’t you want to do something on your own, don’t you want to say that I took care of my child without any help hama self experience unney… (Most mothers says that…like 4/10 do..I checked it on my own).

All this anger against this workshop is because they are charging. RF300 is not much for a normal person but what about the person who can’t get that much. Will she be not told how to handle her child? How would she/him raise their child? They don’t go to any workshops.

Am not saying my aunts are bad parents. They are the best. They give DAMN GOOD ADVICE but why aren’t they able to give advice to themselves even though they know what they do. Conscious ??? or just a fatal error in brain ???...or just stubbornness ??? (Just because the tutor in the workshop has a certificate proving he studied this thing and that he/she would really know whats going on, other than a normal person).

Anyways I hope my two beloved aunts would learn something from this workshop and learn to act on this. And sorry for being a big mouth. It’s just my thinking perspective. I just love to argue with you guys.

Your Lifes OST

2007-05-06T15:30:00.000+05:00

Raaia, saw this in a note she had in facebook. so thought of to post it on the blog. try it for urself..

IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE LIKE?

So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button

Opening Credits: Trapped Under Ice by metallica
Waking Up: Ever Blazin by Sean Paul
First Day At School: Empty Arms by Stevie Ray Vaughan and Double Trouble
Falling In Love: Hit The Floor by Linkin Park
Fight Song: No One Can Forgive Me by John Hammond
Breaking Up: My Friend of Misery by Metallica
Prom: Of Mice And Men by Megadeth
Life's Okay: The End Has Only Begun by Lifehouse
Mental Breakdown: I Bruise Easily by Natasha Bedingfeild
Driving: Brown Skin Girl by Santana feat. bo bice
Flashback: Cold And Evil Night by Joe Louis Walker
Getting Back Together: Broken by Seether feat. amy lee
Wedding: Cut Out by John Frusciante
Birth Of Child: Lips of an angel by Hinder
Final Battle: Blood of Heroes by megadeth
Death Scene: Gates of Tomorrow by Iron Maiden
Funeral Song: Its the time to disco from the movie Kal Ho Na ho
End Credits: Love Hate Love by Alice in Chains

hehehe had a fun time doing this... this is my LIFES OST... nd if u dont mind ..pls lemme know what ur lifes OST is . in the comments.. thnk u ...

Shit...

2007-04-27T22:52:00.000+05:00

No matter how they treat you, treat them with respect. No matter how shitty they make you feel, they bought you up, fed you when you cried and disturbed their sleep for countless days. Never say out the things you do for them (because if they started saying out the things they did for you, it would be endless). Appreciate them, love them, and be thankful that they bought you up. Tend to them when they are sick. Even if they don’t give a damn how you are, what you do.

This is what god has told us, and I’ve just written a little part of a big thing he (Allah / god to me) has versed. Nowadays I’ve been seeing a lot of kids out there disrespecting their parents, shouting out whatever their hearts desire, thinking that they are your slaves. Parents are not your slaves; shout and they should be there. For once due to being occupied with something and says no to you, you don’t go and wreck up the whole room, breaking stuff, making a mess of everything. For once think how they would feel, being treated like SHIT. Put yourself in their shoes, think how you would feel if someone treated you like a slave, mom do this, mom do that, mom can you get me that (for dads it would go like this, daddy can you buy me this, daddy I want this) and you end it up by saying I HATE YOU, just because they couldn’t do one thing. Don’t you have you own legs and hands that god has given you, yes!!! They taught you how to walk, held your hand; don’t expect them to hold you forever. Grow up. Show some respect to your parents.

Ask them how they are from time to time, take time to talk to them (helps a lot, would get great advice). Keep them happy; show them that the pain and work they endured to bring you up wasn’t in vain.

*dont know how in the world this pic matches with the article...but dunno... it does.. doesnt it...*

Fight For Sanity

2007-04-20T23:13:00.000+05:00

How does one cope with a thing like this? Many a days I have been thinking to my self, how can I release all this, all this frustrations inside me I want to release. How do people show great smiles, feels like there is no trouble at all? Sometimes makes me so mad that I want to squish that HAPPY FACED MAN. Tell him that it’s not fair that he can smile so easily without a worry.
Well the thinking went on for some days. And I realized to myself, that when I get frustrated I usually end up resorting to food. Go eat like hell (no wonder I’m so fat hehehe). Or go game to death (damn eyes and fingers hurt like hell). It seemed didn’t seem like a healthy way for me to release my tension. Eat like hell and get fat day by day. Getting tired so easily, etc… this method is not healthy and does NOT work.

One of my cousins, whose name I don’t want to mention. He talked to me about how am going on and stuff. This is one of the guys who have the HAPPYFACE. Well I asked him how he manages with his frustrations. The answer he gave was like a doctor telling me to go on a diet. He concentrates on exercise, bloody person has like a perfect body now and that’s even within four months. And each morning he has just a great start, no frustrations. I have started it out and its only been like two weeks and am already thinking about giving up. Hehehehe. It seems I have a low amount of self confidence in me. Sucks being me sometimes. *giggles* (*giggles* copied from thalaboa ). Well, this method of cutting frustration down is also kind of good. Keeps you healthy for sure. Am testing this theory of exercising now…so will keep u posted on how it works.

Normally, you get frustrated by a thing that a person does to you. Mostly a family member or a friend. Does a thing that you don’t like or just a thing that bothers you. Not just only on one occasion, continuously repeating it for like some time. You don’t want to tell him/her that you are being bugged by him doing this thing. Cause you are so nice. Well some would just go and say it to his face. This is a fairly easy way if you got guts and like standing up for yourself. Thus for a person who has a lot of self confidence in him. Saying it to the face method proves to cut down half of it but still you get the feeling you want to go stain yourself till you are dimmed out. This method proved to be fun for me. But after some time people think I have anger problems and stops having fun when I am around.

---And the person I released it all to still behaves as if nothing happened. I soooo want to kick his ass, but due to a restrictions I can’t do it and I cannot even tell who is stopping me from doing it. *giggles*. It’s just a higher authority….not the GOVERNMENT…hehehe

Through God method --- praying and stuff. Working on that too..barely able to get the five prayers now. hehe. Really refreshes mind after a good prayer. God helps us all.

This is just how I have been trying to cope with my frustrations. A mixture of it all. cut down on the food thing now. And majorly on the exercise thingy and say it to the face method thingy. But still there is this part of me wanting to go and just shout out, shout till my throat bursts. Done it once but dad came out and said not to shout. *giggles* …

All Nonsense

2007-04-18T17:27:00.000+05:00

Due to the request of many, once again i write an article about things that are not of importance.

Days have been really busy these days, making decisions that people would really hate me for but in the long run it seems it will benefit me very much. This article is not about people hating me or anythin, it's about knowing how to make your own decisions. Making decisions, is something we hav to do each day, each min or even each second. It cannot be avoided but which matters at the end of the day is, have you really made the right decision, not regretting the choice u made.

One of the main problems i have seen is, people are getting it hard to decide to be like this or like that. Always want to act like someone, not trying to be your self. Trying to look cool to your friends, and ends up doing the wrong thing and " in the end it doesnt even matter " ( linkin park ... in the end ). In so many situation this has happend to me. I still regret doing it but now i think its too late to feel regret. All i can do is become a better man. Learning to be myself. On taking this decision, i have been so relaxed, free, etc etc... these days. I learned being myself ( not trying to be someone else.. ) is so much fun. People like you for who you are, not the person who u try to act like ( that didnt make sense i guess ).

BE YOUR SELF GUYS AND GALS... Lying never helped...espacially lying to yourself...

the contents i have written may resemble someone you know. so no hard feelings. might be him/her. Just my view on things

Mail Attacks

2007-04-11T15:30:00.000+05:00

Forward Mail!!! Why do people send these worthless stuff. the mails say sending it would let u get the person you love or you find an easy way to heaven. Do people who forward this think it is at all true. I mean, sending some stupid forward mail would get you into heaven… You just sit in that chair of yours doing nothing but forward that mail, thinking that your wish would come true. Wrong!!! It wont happen.

One thing I have learned is that sitting in a place doing nothing would not help, never!!!.Thinking that this would happen, that would happen. Thinking of doing something is just worthless, you got to do it, that’s the only way its going to work.

So all the forward mail senders out there. Stop sending them, you are just decreasing the space in our mail account. Thank you

p.s – it never worked for me… kekeke

An Addiction far WORSE than drugs

2007-04-08T17:43:00.000+05:00

People think that gettin on drugs is the far worst thing that could happen to a person, well it seems this is not true. Last year, around may or june as i recall ( 2006 ) i found a place, a place where when one entered it felt like you were entering a magical haven.

Yes !!! it was every gamer in malé/maldives dream. A place for gamers where they can play all day long ( half of night too ) Counter-Strike, Unreal Tournament etc etc. Login and Your are a handed with the tools of war, from a all ranges of guns. You keep on going killing and all of a sudden a voice says you hav 5mins left, BAMM!!! You shout out and tell the counter to add you time, this goes onn untill you realize in your mind that you have a life, you got work unfinished, havn't eaten blah blah.

You rush off home finding that there is nothing left at home to eat, got work/school tommorrow so got to sleep early. Wake up, it seems you have headache from sitting infront of a moniter so long, not giving any rest to your beloved eyes.At Work/office you brag about how good you were playing and you cant simply stop thinking about it, inviting your freinds to come and join him. off from work you head to the place its all packed up, waiting line, DAMN!!.

END of month, you get your salary. you got bills to pay, phone bill, internet bill, GAMING bill, all the coffee's to come etc etc ...

Many have tried to quit this addiction, but some how, some day, some time, it seems he is dragged back here...to the haven...