Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
!! ކާކު ދިން ލަނޑެއްބާ
މާލޭގެ މައްޝޫރު ޓީވީ ޝޯ، ހޭޔަންބޯ އަކީ ވަރަށްގިނަގުނަ މަޢުލޫމާތުތަކެއް ގެނެސްދޭ ޕްރޮގްރާމެކެވެ. ހުކުރުދުވަހު މެންދުރު ކާލައިގެން ގޭގެ ސިޓިންގ ރޫމްގެ ސޯފާއަށް ވެއްޓި އޮވެގެން ބަލާ މި ޕްރޮގްރާމްގައި ދުނިޔޭގެ ސިޔާސީ ޚަބަރުތަކާ، މުނިފޫހިފިލުވުމާބެހޭ ކަންތައްތައް އަދި ޢާންމު މަޢުލޫމާތު ހިމެނެއެވެ
މިގޮތިން، ޓޮމާޓޯ އަށް ދިވެހިބަހުން ކިޔަނީ ވިލާތު ކުންނާރުކަންވެސް އަޅުގަނޑަށް އެނގުނީ މިޕްރޮގްރާމުންނެވެ. އަދި އަޅުގަނޑު ހަނދާންވާގޮތުން މީގެތަންކޮޅެއްކުރިން ކަޅުހުއްތު މޭވާ އަށް މިނަންދެވުނީ ކިހިނެއްކަންވެސް މިޕްރޮގްރާމުން އަޅުގަނޑުމެއް ޢަންމުންނަށް އޮޅުންފޮލުވާދީފައިވެއެވެ. ހޭޔަންބޯގެ ރިޕޯޓުބުނިގޮތުގައި މިމީރު މޭވާއަށް ކަޅުހުއްތު މޭވާއޭ ކިޔުނީ މިމޭވާ ރާއްޖެ އެންމެ ފުރަތަމަ އެތެރެކުރީ ކަޅުހުއްތު ކިޔާ މީހެއްކަމުގައިވާތީއެވެ. މިއީ ހަމަ ހަގީގަތްކަމުގައިވެސް ވެދާނެއެވެ. ނޫނީ، މިއީ މައްޝޫރު ރަންނަމާރި ވާހަކަ ކަހަލަ ކަމެއްބާއެވެ
ބުނެވޭގޮތުގައި ދިވެހިންނަކީ ޒަމާނުންސުރެ، ސްރީލަންކާއާދެމެދު ވިޔަފާރީގެގޮތުން ވަރަށް ގާތްބައެކެވެ. ރާއްޖެ އިނގިރޭސިންގެ އިސްތިއުމާރުގެދަށުގައި އޮތްދުވަސްވަރު ދިވެހިންނަށް އިނގިރޭސިންގެ ފަރާތުން ލިބޭ ބައެއްކަހަލަ ފޮތި، އަންނައުނު، ޗުއިންގަމް ފަދަ ތަކެތި ސްރީޅަންކާއަށް ގެނެސް ވިއްކުން މީ އޭރު ދިވެހިން ކުރަމުންގެންދިއަ ވިޔަފާރިއެކެވެ. އަދި މީގެއިތުރުން ހިއްކި މަހާއި ލޮނުއެޅިމަސްވެސް ސްރީލަންކާއަށް ވަރަށް ރަނގަޅު އަގުގައި ވިކުނު ކަމުގައިވެއެވެ. އަދި މިތަކެތީގެ އަގެއްގެ ގޮތުގައި ފައިސާގެއިތުރުން، ސްރީލަންކާގައި އުފައްދާތަކެތިންވެސް އަޅުގަނޑުމެންނަށް އެމީހުން އަގުއަދާކުރިއެވެ. ކަރަންފޫ، ހަނޑޫ، ފުށް އަދި އެކި ބާވަތް ބާވަތުގެ މޭވާފަދަ ތަކެތި ސްރީލަންކާއިން ދިވެހި ބޯޓު ފަހަރުގައި ރާއްޖެ ގެންދިޔައެވެ
އަޅުގަނޑަށް ލަފާކުރެވޭގޮތުގައި އަޅުގަނޑުމެންގެ ކަޅުހުއްތު މޭވާވެސް މިއީ މިކަހަލަގޮތަކަށް ރާއްޖެ ގެންދެވިފައިވާ އެއްޗެއްކަމުގައިވެސް ވެދާނެއެވެ. ކަޅުހުއްތު މޭވާ. މިމޭވާއަކީ ސްރީލަންކާގެ މީހުން ވިހައެކޭކިޔައި އުކާލާއެއްޗެކެވެ. މިފަދަ ދަށުދަރަޖައިގެ އެއްޗަކަށް މިވެރިން ކޮންމެފަދަ ނަމެއްވެސް ކިޔާފާނެތާއެވެ. މިމޭވާއަށް ސިންގަޅަބަހުން ކިޔާނަން ހޯދުމަށް ދެމީހެއްގެ ކައިރީގައި އަހާލީމެވެ. ދެމީހުން ކީ ދެނަމެވެ. އެކަކު ބުނި ގޮތުގައި މިޔައްކިޔަނީ ރާވަލަ އެވެ. ތިންވަނަ މީހެއްގެ ކައިރީގައި އަހާލުމުން، މީ ކޮންއެއްޗެއްކަންވެސް އެނާއަށް ނޭގުނެވެ. ކޮންމެއަކަށް މިއޮތީ ކޮންމެވެސް މީހަކު ލަގާއެއް ދީފަތާއެވެ. ހަމަގައިމުވެސް ކަޅުހުއްތު މީކީ ސިންގަޅަބަހުން މިމޭވާއަށް ކިޔާ ނަމެއް ނޫނެވެ. ސިންގަޅަބަހުން ކަޅު މިއީ ހަމަ ކަޅުކުލައަށް ކިޔާނަމެވެ. ނަމަވެސް ހުއްތު، މިއީ އަންހެނާގެ ކުރިމަތީ ފަރާތަށް ކިޔާނަމެވެ. ކަޅުހުއްތު މޭވާ ގެނަން ސިންގަޅަބަހުން ބުނަނީނަމަ އެއީ، ކަޅު (އަންހެހުންގެ) ކުރިމަތިފަރާތް މޭވާ އެވެ
އަޅުގަނޑަށް ހީވަނީ ހޭޔަންބޯގެ ރިޕޯޓުގައި ބުނެފައިވާގޮތުގެ ބަދަލުގައި، ކަޅުހުއްތު މޭވާ ރާއްޖެއަށް ގެންދިޔަ މީހާއަށް ވަނަމެއްގެ ގޮތުން ކަޅުހުއްތު ކިޔުނީކަމަށެވެ. ކޮންމެއަކަސް، ރަންނަމާރި ވާހަކައިގެ ހަޤީގަތެއްވެސް ނޭނގޭތާއެވެ. މިވެސް ހަމަ އެކަހަލަ ކަމެކެވެ. އެކަމަކު، ނަމަ ނަމަ، ގޭގައި މަސައްކަތްކުރަން އުޅޭ ސްރީލަންކާގެ މަސައްކަތު މީހާގާތުގައި ކަޅުހުއްތު މޭވާ ގަންނަން ނުބުނައްޗެވެ
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Rise of the ‘Administrator’
For too long he has suffered this reign of gags and taunting. For too long he has been pushed around by his inferiors. For too long he has been denied his deserved post. For too long his main foe, the office kalhu potato, has gone around ignoring duties and sipping coffee.
His glory days will once again be regained. His rightful place as the Top Man will be bestowed.
Brace yourselves. The Administrator is coming for you. There is no escaping the inevitable……. Justice will prevail……….. Order will be restored.
This New Year, a Hero will rise................
Releasing office wide………. JANUARY 2008
His glory days will once again be regained. His rightful place as the Top Man will be bestowed.
Brace yourselves. The Administrator is coming for you. There is no escaping the inevitable……. Justice will prevail……….. Order will be restored.
This New Year, a Hero will rise................
Releasing office wide………. JANUARY 2008
Friday, November 30, 2007
Clash of the Villas
I feel it prudent to bring to light, a rather disconcerting event brewing within the peaceful walls of the ‘Villa’. According to the grapevine, a division has occurred between the ‘Villa Family’ of which the source is yet to be determined.
In any case, the apparent division has unleashed a rebel group, boosted by the emergence of a holy man; they have been harassing the dominating party with little acts of defiance. It has been verified that the rebels are targeting the food source, consuming it nibble by nibble, in the dead of night or in the wee hours of morning.
Reliable sources state that the Think Tanks of the ruling party had convened at the Oval Table to discuss the issue and have unanimously agreed to offer a treaty to the rebels to resolve the matter harmoniously.
It is believed that sometime during the course of the week, an MOU has been signed between the two parties, in the presence of independent peace keepers.
Let’s keep our fingers crossed that the agreement is upheld, and peace will prevail within the ‘Villa Family’.
In any case, the apparent division has unleashed a rebel group, boosted by the emergence of a holy man; they have been harassing the dominating party with little acts of defiance. It has been verified that the rebels are targeting the food source, consuming it nibble by nibble, in the dead of night or in the wee hours of morning.
Reliable sources state that the Think Tanks of the ruling party had convened at the Oval Table to discuss the issue and have unanimously agreed to offer a treaty to the rebels to resolve the matter harmoniously.
It is believed that sometime during the course of the week, an MOU has been signed between the two parties, in the presence of independent peace keepers.
Let’s keep our fingers crossed that the agreement is upheld, and peace will prevail within the ‘Villa Family’.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
The Seed of Life
The confusion about 'fruit' and 'vegetable' arises because of the differences in usage between scientists and cooks. A scientist would say a tomato is a fruit, but a cook would claim that the tomato is a vegetable.
Fruits are developed from the ovary in the base of the flower, and contain the seeds of the plant. Vegetable are other edible parts of plants.
So a tomato is the fruit of the tomato plant, but can be used as a vegetable in cooking.
Similarly, fruits and eggs are not very different in the sense that they both contain seeds of life.
Someone who eats chicken egg but not poultry might even assume an egg is a fruit, especially if they think mushrooms are vegetables! Then again, everyone knows that eggs are not meat since they are not poultry.
If you were entangled in a chicken-and-egg dilemma, what would you do? Count the chickens, or end up with the eggs for the rest of your life?
Fruits are developed from the ovary in the base of the flower, and contain the seeds of the plant. Vegetable are other edible parts of plants.
So a tomato is the fruit of the tomato plant, but can be used as a vegetable in cooking.
Similarly, fruits and eggs are not very different in the sense that they both contain seeds of life.
Someone who eats chicken egg but not poultry might even assume an egg is a fruit, especially if they think mushrooms are vegetables! Then again, everyone knows that eggs are not meat since they are not poultry.
If you were entangled in a chicken-and-egg dilemma, what would you do? Count the chickens, or end up with the eggs for the rest of your life?
Monday, November 26, 2007
Needless Needles – A True Story
This actually is a sequel to my previous article ‘Picasso’s Prodigy’. As I have graphically highlighted I’m not exactly good with handiwork, and almost all of my needlework for school was readied by my mom. As I was quite the nerd back in those days, being helped didn’t sit well with me at all.
When I was in fourth grade, the teacher demonstrated the complex art of a running stitch. It looked quite simple, so I thought enough was enough; I would do this one on my own, unassisted.
As soon as I got home, I went straight to my room and began working on my project.
After several hours, when I didn’t emerge from my room, my mom came to check up on me. The following is her rather exaggerated version of the scene.
Crossed legged on the floor, drenched in sweat, a sticky substance trickling down my arms, I was valiantly trying to glue the thread to the pointed end of the needle.
When I was in fourth grade, the teacher demonstrated the complex art of a running stitch. It looked quite simple, so I thought enough was enough; I would do this one on my own, unassisted.
As soon as I got home, I went straight to my room and began working on my project.
After several hours, when I didn’t emerge from my room, my mom came to check up on me. The following is her rather exaggerated version of the scene.
Crossed legged on the floor, drenched in sweat, a sticky substance trickling down my arms, I was valiantly trying to glue the thread to the pointed end of the needle.
Who am I? (2nd Edition)
Unwelcome and uninvited I burst on the scene
To fittingly coexist I’m not too keen
Many can’t tell am woman or man
Hard to convince I’m well and sane
Shy away from duties, that’s what I do
Yet claim for territory, even the loo
At 1st sign of pressure, I simply crumble
Speak with people, is when I mumble
Hand me downs is sure my style
But I reside with not much guile
One of all prove my only mate
My unsure future I leave to fate
To fittingly coexist I’m not too keen
Many can’t tell am woman or man
Hard to convince I’m well and sane
Shy away from duties, that’s what I do
Yet claim for territory, even the loo
At 1st sign of pressure, I simply crumble
Speak with people, is when I mumble
Hand me downs is sure my style
But I reside with not much guile
One of all prove my only mate
My unsure future I leave to fate
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Kandiki hillaa ekuraakamuge vaahaka .. e ee hama thedheiy thaa!
Have you ever heard of guys shy to take off their shirts, yet alone panties? Well, rare it may sound, I just happens to be one, who befriended with such a guy! We men, or perhaps majority of our kind I thought were always quick to take off our clothes, and we do find just about any excuse to do so. Hey! but not this guy, it takes several well built men to take off this guy’s shirt in case of emergency.
Can you imagine a guy swimming, not to mention sunbathing with all the clothes on? Well this guy does, really does. One would wonder if an opportunity presented how he would have gone about the business of intercourse. Kandiki hillaalaafa nimmaalanee kamah vumakee hama ekasheegen vaa kameh, though it is the women who wear kandiki.. kekeke.
How did such an extreme situation occur? Could it be genetics? Could it be that he is ashamed of his physique? Well when I met him it was just about that time when his bodily hairs started to develop. Maybe this guy had no I idea about body hair! Was he thinking it is freak to have body hair? Did he just freak out with this unusual turn of events in his life? Would he be asking the same question to himself? If he did, I hope he found his answers.
Can you imagine a guy swimming, not to mention sunbathing with all the clothes on? Well this guy does, really does. One would wonder if an opportunity presented how he would have gone about the business of intercourse. Kandiki hillaalaafa nimmaalanee kamah vumakee hama ekasheegen vaa kameh, though it is the women who wear kandiki.. kekeke.
How did such an extreme situation occur? Could it be genetics? Could it be that he is ashamed of his physique? Well when I met him it was just about that time when his bodily hairs started to develop. Maybe this guy had no I idea about body hair! Was he thinking it is freak to have body hair? Did he just freak out with this unusual turn of events in his life? Would he be asking the same question to himself? If he did, I hope he found his answers.
Ghost Rider !!!
I wonder, what the thrill is or the Hi ONE feels by breaking the common regulations, by putting someone in trouble and sabotaging others plans and credibility. Does it make ONE feel BIG?
As every action has a reaction, the chain of events which follows by breaking the common protocol, at times leads to disastrous endings. The credibility of a person or a whole institution can be lost. It can harm the total image of an institution or the very person in charge of the institution, in the public eye.
We all have our own agendas and I believe there are means to go about in fulfilling those without going through the backdoor.
What does one lose by asking the authorized person to arrange the required facility?
Does it make HIM look small, or weak in his own eye!?
What is the big point proved by exercising an authority that one does not have. Is it that the FELLOW is burdened by his own desire to use the facilities over limits.
I guess it proves that the GUY has no control over his affairs himself so much so that he has to bend and twist the protocols or even break his fellow colleagues neck when it come to personal agenda..
Anyway hats off to HIM… time and again he has proved to HIMSELF and the others that he still is and will be..
As every action has a reaction, the chain of events which follows by breaking the common protocol, at times leads to disastrous endings. The credibility of a person or a whole institution can be lost. It can harm the total image of an institution or the very person in charge of the institution, in the public eye.
We all have our own agendas and I believe there are means to go about in fulfilling those without going through the backdoor.
What does one lose by asking the authorized person to arrange the required facility?
Does it make HIM look small, or weak in his own eye!?
What is the big point proved by exercising an authority that one does not have. Is it that the FELLOW is burdened by his own desire to use the facilities over limits.
I guess it proves that the GUY has no control over his affairs himself so much so that he has to bend and twist the protocols or even break his fellow colleagues neck when it come to personal agenda..
Anyway hats off to HIM… time and again he has proved to HIMSELF and the others that he still is and will be..
Evolution of the 'Springing Bud'
In theory, evolution occurs when a species can no longer sustain its existence in its current state, and has to adapt into a better or more complex form, through the gradual process of genetic changes spread over generations. But scientists believe that it takes millions of years for a living organism to evolve.
If you believe the word on the street, one woman has defied these odds in order for her to enable the continuity of her spouse’s bloodline. Apparently, this amazing freak of nature was prompted by the incapability of this man to mate due to his rather short pole. This woman had to evolve a springing bud that swoops out, opens up, and engulfs the tiny member and back again with the load.
It doesn’t sound much fun for either of them (my heart goes out to the woman), but two kids is testament to the fact that this method is up and working.
If this telltale turns out to be true, it would undoubtedly baffle, the great Mr. Darwin himself.
If you believe the word on the street, one woman has defied these odds in order for her to enable the continuity of her spouse’s bloodline. Apparently, this amazing freak of nature was prompted by the incapability of this man to mate due to his rather short pole. This woman had to evolve a springing bud that swoops out, opens up, and engulfs the tiny member and back again with the load.
It doesn’t sound much fun for either of them (my heart goes out to the woman), but two kids is testament to the fact that this method is up and working.
If this telltale turns out to be true, it would undoubtedly baffle, the great Mr. Darwin himself.
The Orange Theory
There is a popular story that Sir Isaac Newton was sitting under an apple tree, an apple fell on his head, and he suddenly thought of the Universal Law of Gravitation.
One of our colleagues experienced a similar moment when he saw two oranges. He held them together and rolled around until their stem ends touched each other. At that very moment came his truly brilliant insight – the Orange Theory.
He claims that the orange position depicts the natural position used by the horizontally gifted couples for carnal knowledge.
The theory, however, remains controversial among the top scientists in the field.
One of our colleagues experienced a similar moment when he saw two oranges. He held them together and rolled around until their stem ends touched each other. At that very moment came his truly brilliant insight – the Orange Theory.
He claims that the orange position depicts the natural position used by the horizontally gifted couples for carnal knowledge.
The theory, however, remains controversial among the top scientists in the field.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Who am I? (1st Edition)
I strive to be queer, even in my early days
Eccentric fads, used as tools to mark my ways
Denying approaches from the opposite sex
Alas, held captive in a witches hex
Piece by piece life drained till there is none,
All seem truly lost except one.
Forbidden of much friends, now a total outcast
Yearning for life, but an empty void ever so vast
A mere digital window, prove my only solace
Scared and bound to show much grace
As shy as a little white rose, I stay hidden from friendly gaze
Stored away in my nest, a living zombie in a daze
Eccentric fads, used as tools to mark my ways
Denying approaches from the opposite sex
Alas, held captive in a witches hex
Piece by piece life drained till there is none,
All seem truly lost except one.
Forbidden of much friends, now a total outcast
Yearning for life, but an empty void ever so vast
A mere digital window, prove my only solace
Scared and bound to show much grace
As shy as a little white rose, I stay hidden from friendly gaze
Stored away in my nest, a living zombie in a daze
NGOs
We in relatively underdeveloped world depend a lot on international NGOs for a lot of things and with some pride! Little bit of rain, little bit of no rain and little bit of many other excuses to call these NGOs to come to save the day. Perhaps I should thank these caring and all giving NGOs for, what can be said, ‘taking care of us’. Or do they really care for us?
Let us look at what they really give in our times of “need”. First thing huh! the all expensive water and lots of old clothes! Of course basic needs, we cannot do without them and so do they in their time of need. What else? Some gathering, lot of tea, snacks for themselves, all in the name of talking and walking to help the emotional recovery? And the NGOs huh! the helpers they stay in star hotels, move around in expensive SUV’s and every now and then molest, assault and abuse, children and vulnerable, who these NGOs are suppose to help. Further more flirt and talk of their own great religion in a very helping way to lure these people to certain religion of their own. Now that is some helping!
In anyway, I can’t blame them for this lovely situation, after all we are just not capable of taking care of ourselves. And we don’t have the brains to realize these NGOs are also originated from those countries, which once colonized us. I have a feeling they still haven’t given up on the idea of returning to glory days and yeah to make us their butt wipes.
I guess we are dumb then and dumber now… .shame shame!!!
Let us look at what they really give in our times of “need”. First thing huh! the all expensive water and lots of old clothes! Of course basic needs, we cannot do without them and so do they in their time of need. What else? Some gathering, lot of tea, snacks for themselves, all in the name of talking and walking to help the emotional recovery? And the NGOs huh! the helpers they stay in star hotels, move around in expensive SUV’s and every now and then molest, assault and abuse, children and vulnerable, who these NGOs are suppose to help. Further more flirt and talk of their own great religion in a very helping way to lure these people to certain religion of their own. Now that is some helping!
In anyway, I can’t blame them for this lovely situation, after all we are just not capable of taking care of ourselves. And we don’t have the brains to realize these NGOs are also originated from those countries, which once colonized us. I have a feeling they still haven’t given up on the idea of returning to glory days and yeah to make us their butt wipes.
I guess we are dumb then and dumber now… .shame shame!!!
Four Seasons
The other day I was watching a documentary about Earth from the Discovery Channel. With lots of graphics and animations the presenter explained how earth was millions and millions years before. The plates of the earth moved as the years passed by and it has reshaped the continents. As according to the presenter, millions of years back there could be days of winter and snowing in tropical countries such as Sri Lanka, Maldives, since we might not have been near the equator at that time.
Unfortunately we do not have the four seasons; i.e. summer, winter, autumn or the spring. Unlike the Western Countries, Maldives experiences only a rainy season and a sunny season. We get our spring and autumn in other ways. It comes not with the changing of climate, but to our moods and interests. At a point of our life, we might be very fascinated about the sky. Spend all our money and buy a telescope to witness the movements of the stars. Purchase online guides and observe per second updates. In two months time the interest and the mood might change to mobile phones. Again in few weeks the mood changes to certain “musical interest” or towards the Globo-gym. Then the seasonal mood and interest might change to collect great movies or for partying and discoing. Then again you might want to quit your job and go back to your mother to make hedhika, which seems to be more profitable. Or to light a fire and throw a bambukeyo in to it. And then, create a blogspot and write on it. No sooner the interest might change seasonally,
Speaking about me, I too experience the seasons. I had a summer of graphic designing. Then a spring of photography. Well, I have no idea what my winter would hold in store for me.
NOTE: When I first did my O/Ls, I got a “U” for my English. As a result in my O/L certificate the subject English was not even mentioned. I did a re-sitting later and managed to get a “C”. So, don’t bother pointing my spelling and grammar mistakes.
Unfortunately we do not have the four seasons; i.e. summer, winter, autumn or the spring. Unlike the Western Countries, Maldives experiences only a rainy season and a sunny season. We get our spring and autumn in other ways. It comes not with the changing of climate, but to our moods and interests. At a point of our life, we might be very fascinated about the sky. Spend all our money and buy a telescope to witness the movements of the stars. Purchase online guides and observe per second updates. In two months time the interest and the mood might change to mobile phones. Again in few weeks the mood changes to certain “musical interest” or towards the Globo-gym. Then the seasonal mood and interest might change to collect great movies or for partying and discoing. Then again you might want to quit your job and go back to your mother to make hedhika, which seems to be more profitable. Or to light a fire and throw a bambukeyo in to it. And then, create a blogspot and write on it. No sooner the interest might change seasonally,
Speaking about me, I too experience the seasons. I had a summer of graphic designing. Then a spring of photography. Well, I have no idea what my winter would hold in store for me.
NOTE: When I first did my O/Ls, I got a “U” for my English. As a result in my O/L certificate the subject English was not even mentioned. I did a re-sitting later and managed to get a “C”. So, don’t bother pointing my spelling and grammar mistakes.
Princess of Persia
All Arabic speaking nations are not in Arabia. And not all Arabians speak in arabic
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
I now pronounce you Husband and ??????
I got married recently. Fortunately my employer who sent me to Sri Lanka decided to pay for my wife’s ticket. As according to the employer they have a guideline which allows them to give me the ticket money. I am really thankful for them and for those who made the guidelines.
The weird thing for me though is that, the guideline does not mention anything regarding the spouse living arrangements in Sri Lanka. The so called VERIN has been offered all kinds of allowances. Allowances for their kids, spouse, accommodation, living, electricity, furniture, schooling…etc. As the hierarchy goes down, the allowances you get lessen quite considerably. And as it comes to me, I get only a living allowance and a place to stay. The allowance which I am paid as a living allowance is less than the total amount that is paid to the kids of the senior staff. I feel like I am robbed in daylight.
I do not question the merit and the allowances paid to the Bosses. But I believe there should not be such a vast discrimination in the distribution of allowances among the hierarchy.
This article might be annoying to some of those who are at positions making rules and regulations, but this issue is a serious matter for me.
The weird thing for me though is that, the guideline does not mention anything regarding the spouse living arrangements in Sri Lanka. The so called VERIN has been offered all kinds of allowances. Allowances for their kids, spouse, accommodation, living, electricity, furniture, schooling…etc. As the hierarchy goes down, the allowances you get lessen quite considerably. And as it comes to me, I get only a living allowance and a place to stay. The allowance which I am paid as a living allowance is less than the total amount that is paid to the kids of the senior staff. I feel like I am robbed in daylight.
I do not question the merit and the allowances paid to the Bosses. But I believe there should not be such a vast discrimination in the distribution of allowances among the hierarchy.
This article might be annoying to some of those who are at positions making rules and regulations, but this issue is a serious matter for me.
Speech – LESS
The recent address at a function by one of our politicians has left a buzz around the nation and many have voiced their disapproval, stating it as a national embarrassment.
In total honesty, I’m afraid I have to object. It isn’t entirely necessary for a politician or anyone else for that matter to have a perfect command of the global language to be successful. There are numerous prominent personalities all around the world who are not renowned for their English speaking ability.
Therefore, I would rather direct my mockery or hold accountable the well learned person who prepared that particular speech. Everyone knows that ‘The Politician’ in question is rather notorious for his English, but despite this the writer decided to flaunt his skills, completely ignoring for whom he was writing it for, and used up all the large words he could find in a thesaurus.
“Do not use big words where diminutive ones would suffice”.
The writer would do well to learn the wisdom behind this statement.
In total honesty, I’m afraid I have to object. It isn’t entirely necessary for a politician or anyone else for that matter to have a perfect command of the global language to be successful. There are numerous prominent personalities all around the world who are not renowned for their English speaking ability.
Therefore, I would rather direct my mockery or hold accountable the well learned person who prepared that particular speech. Everyone knows that ‘The Politician’ in question is rather notorious for his English, but despite this the writer decided to flaunt his skills, completely ignoring for whom he was writing it for, and used up all the large words he could find in a thesaurus.
“Do not use big words where diminutive ones would suffice”.
The writer would do well to learn the wisdom behind this statement.
Picasso’s Prodigy – A True Story
I was in third grade at the time. When it came to ‘handiwork’ such as art and needlework, it would be an understatement to say I’m not exactly ‘naturally gifted’.
It was animal day during art class. As homework, the teacher assigned a particular animal for each of us and luck would have it, I got assigned to draw a ‘goat’. I remember being quite pleased, and thought to myself ‘this would be easy’.
As soon as I got home, I spent the entire afternoon, diligently completing my work of art. After applying the finishing touches, I rushed to my mom to show her my efforts. The remark that followed continues to haunt me to this very day.
“Oh good job son, that’s a really nice elephant”!
It was animal day during art class. As homework, the teacher assigned a particular animal for each of us and luck would have it, I got assigned to draw a ‘goat’. I remember being quite pleased, and thought to myself ‘this would be easy’.
As soon as I got home, I spent the entire afternoon, diligently completing my work of art. After applying the finishing touches, I rushed to my mom to show her my efforts. The remark that followed continues to haunt me to this very day.
“Oh good job son, that’s a really nice elephant”!
Monday, November 19, 2007
‘Size’ really matters!!!!
Even in the animal kingdom, the leaders of a specific herd or a pack are more often than not adjudged by the largest or the one who emerges the strongest amongst the members.
When it comes to humans, this determination is a little bit more complicated and the factors can vary from one clan to another. For instance, bank balance, deeds of his ancestors, intellect so on and so forth often plays a vital role in deciding the rightful place of a man in a given society.
It can also be argued that these factors, nowadays, are used to compensate for certain inadequacies of a man. A bigger ride, numerous credit cards, larger house, fancier gadgets, etc are employed as tools to cast a veil on the naked eye.
Perhaps these individuals are ousted from their own households and denied the right to exercise authority, or more interestingly it can be declared as a frantic attempt to counteract for a certain ‘shortcoming’ of their ‘manhood’.
So if such a person should find his way among you, I plead for you to be a little sympathetic and try your utmost best not to be overly critical.
After all, it could be acknowledged as a disorder, and thus a desperate cry for attention.
When it comes to humans, this determination is a little bit more complicated and the factors can vary from one clan to another. For instance, bank balance, deeds of his ancestors, intellect so on and so forth often plays a vital role in deciding the rightful place of a man in a given society.
It can also be argued that these factors, nowadays, are used to compensate for certain inadequacies of a man. A bigger ride, numerous credit cards, larger house, fancier gadgets, etc are employed as tools to cast a veil on the naked eye.
Perhaps these individuals are ousted from their own households and denied the right to exercise authority, or more interestingly it can be declared as a frantic attempt to counteract for a certain ‘shortcoming’ of their ‘manhood’.
So if such a person should find his way among you, I plead for you to be a little sympathetic and try your utmost best not to be overly critical.
After all, it could be acknowledged as a disorder, and thus a desperate cry for attention.
Friday, November 16, 2007
Alls fair in war and WAR??
The gruesome civil war that has been raging in the country for close to three decades has left it battle scarred and on the verge of an inevitable economic collapse. Even a layman is notoriously familiar with the root cause of this war, but the continuity of it, I’m certain, eludes the most learned.
If we take a look at the history of the world, almost every country has faced similar struggles in some point in time. But the countries, which have found a way around these differences, and learnt means of working together, have been able to build a better world for them and future generations to come.
I ask you why this country cannot achieve a similar feat. If you look in to the lives of the common man, it’s apparent that, the ‘differences’ that has divided this country has already been put aside. People from all walks of life, in spite of their social or religious circles, have learnt to coexist in relative peace and harmony.
Over the years thousands have lost their lives, soldiers in the heat of battle and civilians as collateral. How many more have to die for a ‘cause’ that has virtually ceased to exist.
If we take a look at the history of the world, almost every country has faced similar struggles in some point in time. But the countries, which have found a way around these differences, and learnt means of working together, have been able to build a better world for them and future generations to come.
I ask you why this country cannot achieve a similar feat. If you look in to the lives of the common man, it’s apparent that, the ‘differences’ that has divided this country has already been put aside. People from all walks of life, in spite of their social or religious circles, have learnt to coexist in relative peace and harmony.
Over the years thousands have lost their lives, soldiers in the heat of battle and civilians as collateral. How many more have to die for a ‘cause’ that has virtually ceased to exist.
Friendly Maldivians
I can remember in our text books of the Primary grades states that our historians categorizes Maldives and its people as friendly and welcoming people. According to books, it is not only the historians, but the sailors and merchants too loved Maldivians for their hospitality and kindliness. I believe I will have to agree with them.
When we grew up, I remember watching lots and lots of Hindhi movies. I should say that, during the 80s and early 90s, movie renters made a fortune by renting movies. Specially Hindhi movies. I remember rushing to rentals chasing for cassettes of movies like Silsila, Sholay, Naseeb, Zamaanath, Shakti and so on.
Guys, remember Veeru of the movie Sholay? Yes im talking about the legendary Bollywood actor Dharmendra. Father of Sunny, Bobby and Esha Deol. Actor Dharmendra was given a special corner in our hearts. His acting in the movies like Sholay and Dream Girl brought him closer to us. Remember that famous dialogue of his? “Kutte, Kameene”… heheh.
I just wonder how many of us (Maldivians) address him as Dharmendra. I believe very few. He is known as “Dharey” in Maldives. We address him with a polite pet name. It is Dharey who squeezes the bars of the jail. It is Dharey who flew like the Superman. He became more than just an actor. We gave him the nice nick name as we do for our fellow friend who goes for coffee with us. Or as the next door neighbor who bakes the Kulhi Boakiba for us.
Mr. Dharmendra was not the only actor who became that close to us. Actors like Jeetendra and Shatrughan Sinha too. Actor Jeetendra is our buddy Jeethey. And actor Shatrughan Sinha became our cool dude Satharey. Actor Kader Khan is Kaadharey, the friend for ever.
Although these legendary actors never know about this, we Maldivian have welcomed them and have taken them as our very own people.
NOTE: When I first did my O/Ls, I got a “U” for my English. As a result in my O/L certificate the subject English was not even mentioned. I did a re-sitting later and managed to get a “C”. So, don’t bother pointing my spelling and grammar mistakes.
When we grew up, I remember watching lots and lots of Hindhi movies. I should say that, during the 80s and early 90s, movie renters made a fortune by renting movies. Specially Hindhi movies. I remember rushing to rentals chasing for cassettes of movies like Silsila, Sholay, Naseeb, Zamaanath, Shakti and so on.
Guys, remember Veeru of the movie Sholay? Yes im talking about the legendary Bollywood actor Dharmendra. Father of Sunny, Bobby and Esha Deol. Actor Dharmendra was given a special corner in our hearts. His acting in the movies like Sholay and Dream Girl brought him closer to us. Remember that famous dialogue of his? “Kutte, Kameene”… heheh.
I just wonder how many of us (Maldivians) address him as Dharmendra. I believe very few. He is known as “Dharey” in Maldives. We address him with a polite pet name. It is Dharey who squeezes the bars of the jail. It is Dharey who flew like the Superman. He became more than just an actor. We gave him the nice nick name as we do for our fellow friend who goes for coffee with us. Or as the next door neighbor who bakes the Kulhi Boakiba for us.
Mr. Dharmendra was not the only actor who became that close to us. Actors like Jeetendra and Shatrughan Sinha too. Actor Jeetendra is our buddy Jeethey. And actor Shatrughan Sinha became our cool dude Satharey. Actor Kader Khan is Kaadharey, the friend for ever.
Although these legendary actors never know about this, we Maldivian have welcomed them and have taken them as our very own people.
NOTE: When I first did my O/Ls, I got a “U” for my English. As a result in my O/L certificate the subject English was not even mentioned. I did a re-sitting later and managed to get a “C”. So, don’t bother pointing my spelling and grammar mistakes.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
A ‘Dog Day Afternoon’
On that fateful day, I was prompted by an unexpected and tragic accident, to accompany two of my colleagues to one of the well renowned government hospitals around the capital. I’m still having a hard time comprehending the abysmal conditions of the so called medical facility.
A junk yard would better describe the state of affairs of the in-patients at the hospital. People were literally, sprawled on top of the other. Every bed in the facility had more than one occupant; patients were accommodated on the floor, in the corridors and in every available space. Therefore, rather understandably, the care extended to the patients was far worse than their accommodation. Serious patients, in desperate need of medical attention were left ignored and unattended. Despite this appalling and inhumane environment, one vivid incident would forever remain embedded in my mind.
It was evening and a crowd had gathered in the hospital compound to visit their loved ones. I noticed a rather scruffy looking dog around this crowd; nonchalantly going about its business, which is a common occurrence where ever you go. A security guard rang a huge, rusty bell indicating the start of the visiting hours. Like an army of ants, hoards of anxious visitors made their way into the building, along with this ‘intelligent canine’. The reason I say this is because, it seemed as though it had been waiting for the opportune moment to make his move.
The security guard at the door, made an unsuccessful but yet a ‘valiant effort’ to avert the dog’s intentions. But it just casually made its way up the stairs and into the midst of the sick.
We all have the tendency to aspire to attain what we don’t have, but such experiences truly enable us to appreciate the life we are already blessed with.
A junk yard would better describe the state of affairs of the in-patients at the hospital. People were literally, sprawled on top of the other. Every bed in the facility had more than one occupant; patients were accommodated on the floor, in the corridors and in every available space. Therefore, rather understandably, the care extended to the patients was far worse than their accommodation. Serious patients, in desperate need of medical attention were left ignored and unattended. Despite this appalling and inhumane environment, one vivid incident would forever remain embedded in my mind.
It was evening and a crowd had gathered in the hospital compound to visit their loved ones. I noticed a rather scruffy looking dog around this crowd; nonchalantly going about its business, which is a common occurrence where ever you go. A security guard rang a huge, rusty bell indicating the start of the visiting hours. Like an army of ants, hoards of anxious visitors made their way into the building, along with this ‘intelligent canine’. The reason I say this is because, it seemed as though it had been waiting for the opportune moment to make his move.
The security guard at the door, made an unsuccessful but yet a ‘valiant effort’ to avert the dog’s intentions. But it just casually made its way up the stairs and into the midst of the sick.
We all have the tendency to aspire to attain what we don’t have, but such experiences truly enable us to appreciate the life we are already blessed with.
Helping the economy with a "pinch of salt"
These days all I hear, people talk about is how the Maldivian economy is not doing well and how dollar rate might be going up and so on. Our country has a lot of graduates who are experts in the fields of economics, finance and accounting. And its high time that these experts are brought together to devise policies for the economy and steer it in a better direction.
Let me tell you of an idea that I had when I attended a UN conference held in Delhi in 2004. This conference was about empowering the people at the bottom of the pyramid by using Small and Medium size Enterprises. Ok so let me tell you about the idea.
How any of you put salt in your food? I guess almost everyoneJ. I was told by a friend in customs that our county imports salt in excess of 200,000 $ per year (including resorts and hotels). Well it would be good to establish a small factory in one of the islands to make salt, since salt can be made from sea water which we have so much. And the government can put higher tariffs on the import duty for salt and protect the local producers. This allows the economy to retain at least 200,000 $ which is huge. There are many such small industries we can create, that can help the economy. Maybe this idea of mine, might not be the goose that lays the golden egg in helping our economy, but this will surely create jobs and retain much needed foreign currency in the county.
Let me tell you of an idea that I had when I attended a UN conference held in Delhi in 2004. This conference was about empowering the people at the bottom of the pyramid by using Small and Medium size Enterprises. Ok so let me tell you about the idea.
How any of you put salt in your food? I guess almost everyoneJ. I was told by a friend in customs that our county imports salt in excess of 200,000 $ per year (including resorts and hotels). Well it would be good to establish a small factory in one of the islands to make salt, since salt can be made from sea water which we have so much. And the government can put higher tariffs on the import duty for salt and protect the local producers. This allows the economy to retain at least 200,000 $ which is huge. There are many such small industries we can create, that can help the economy. Maybe this idea of mine, might not be the goose that lays the golden egg in helping our economy, but this will surely create jobs and retain much needed foreign currency in the county.
Certificates, Diploma’s, Degrees … qualification?
What is qualification? Is it recognition on a piece of paper? Number of days spent on a class room in a fancy institute? Learn by heart someone’s work and pass a prestigious exam? Honestly what is it? because, I am confused….
I have met people with certificates and all that crap, and also people who have none! To my amazement the gap between or the performance by those in the opposite end of this continuum in a given situation (given there is functioning brain) are pretty much similar. In fact certain individuals with the colorful certain piece of papers seems to be extremely deficient in many ways, compares to the people who don’t have any piece of paper. But these individuals they have experience in their work place to their credit. That brings me to my initial question, what amounts to qualified persons? What is it and what is education?
In today’s world distance learning, the mediums used to deliver it and its capacity to deliver quality education is well documented. The interactive mediums can deliver total education to once door. And those who are clever enough to use these resources for sure I believe can educate themselves. Now comes this question, how the qualifications amounting to this modern mean of education be recognized? Or should it be recognized? Or should we keep recognition to nothing but papers?
Anyways now days, on paper I am entitle to at least a post-graduate diploma. But nothing have changed in my life since I still don’t have the piece of paper, nothing in job front and definitely nothing on my skill front.. I believe my many years of learning in life and work place has given me more education then my 2 year class room study looking for a piece of paper that will give me some recognition.. .
I have met people with certificates and all that crap, and also people who have none! To my amazement the gap between or the performance by those in the opposite end of this continuum in a given situation (given there is functioning brain) are pretty much similar. In fact certain individuals with the colorful certain piece of papers seems to be extremely deficient in many ways, compares to the people who don’t have any piece of paper. But these individuals they have experience in their work place to their credit. That brings me to my initial question, what amounts to qualified persons? What is it and what is education?
In today’s world distance learning, the mediums used to deliver it and its capacity to deliver quality education is well documented. The interactive mediums can deliver total education to once door. And those who are clever enough to use these resources for sure I believe can educate themselves. Now comes this question, how the qualifications amounting to this modern mean of education be recognized? Or should it be recognized? Or should we keep recognition to nothing but papers?
Anyways now days, on paper I am entitle to at least a post-graduate diploma. But nothing have changed in my life since I still don’t have the piece of paper, nothing in job front and definitely nothing on my skill front.. I believe my many years of learning in life and work place has given me more education then my 2 year class room study looking for a piece of paper that will give me some recognition.. .
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Jammed!!!! An accident waiting to happen……………
I have heard plenty of complaints and rants from many, about the heavy traffic issues surrounding the city these days. The imminent perils of the numerous vehicles congested as a whole are every common mans concern.
Then why has such a scenario brewing in our midst, been so conveniently ignored or treated with such disdain. Everybody agrees that our car park is overcrowded and understands the dangers involved, but yet no one is willing to act even when the solution is staring up at our stupid faces.
Not many of us are well off, and I am certain that nobody is really fond of a repair bill. I don’t own one myself, but the people who do, really need to address this issue without any further delay.
As they say............... a lot can be judged of a man, for the way he treats his car.
Then why has such a scenario brewing in our midst, been so conveniently ignored or treated with such disdain. Everybody agrees that our car park is overcrowded and understands the dangers involved, but yet no one is willing to act even when the solution is staring up at our stupid faces.
Not many of us are well off, and I am certain that nobody is really fond of a repair bill. I don’t own one myself, but the people who do, really need to address this issue without any further delay.
As they say............... a lot can be judged of a man, for the way he treats his car.
Liberal or Islamic…democracy? What CRAP?
Note: The following article was written by Pingi. He is facing a problem with his account. Hope we would be able to see him soon.
This morning on a glance I saw a news paper and my eyes struck this headline about what sort a democracy we need? Of course, some affluent party leaders weighing in for their own respective perspectives, all the while I wonder if these people know what they are talking about or now I must ask the question do I know what I am talking.
Liberal? What liberal? Islamic? What Islamic? And democracy? What’s that? Just give us what we want, not good but excellent food, clothing and nice cozy bed to sleep and my dear party leaders you can have whatever you want. Even no democracy is absolutely fine with us. Look at the four corners of the world and you would see paradoxes and dichotomies in every sit you are talking! Just try to get you act together in whatever sit you do and you would do fine. You hear you dumb witting fools?
This morning on a glance I saw a news paper and my eyes struck this headline about what sort a democracy we need? Of course, some affluent party leaders weighing in for their own respective perspectives, all the while I wonder if these people know what they are talking about or now I must ask the question do I know what I am talking.
Liberal? What liberal? Islamic? What Islamic? And democracy? What’s that? Just give us what we want, not good but excellent food, clothing and nice cozy bed to sleep and my dear party leaders you can have whatever you want. Even no democracy is absolutely fine with us. Look at the four corners of the world and you would see paradoxes and dichotomies in every sit you are talking! Just try to get you act together in whatever sit you do and you would do fine. You hear you dumb witting fools?
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
The Many voices that your bosses not hear!
It’s amazing, sometimes the bosses (except highly rated JOHN DOE’S… man of the hour and Motecristoe's .. Arthur) who they claim to have gone through, well they say all the stages including the one that we are in now, just don’t seem to understand their subordinate’s cries. The difficulties in the work, issues with the pay, descending moral seem to be non existent from their box seat.
And yes! That my friends, is exactly what happens and why they don’t understand you, they are well paid, no work and no difficulties in work and believe me their morale, its really high, specially the ones that got really good extra curricular activities, if you know what I mean. Believe me the items in their ECA are top notch.
So my friends cry no more! Try to tumble your boss by hook or crook! Take their pay and capture the style…
And yes! That my friends, is exactly what happens and why they don’t understand you, they are well paid, no work and no difficulties in work and believe me their morale, its really high, specially the ones that got really good extra curricular activities, if you know what I mean. Believe me the items in their ECA are top notch.
So my friends cry no more! Try to tumble your boss by hook or crook! Take their pay and capture the style…
WISHFUL SHRINKING – A Diet-mare
Tired of the constant nagging of your wife? Want to have sometime away from your spouse? Well one guy has come up with an ingenious method of keeping your spouse occupied. This revolutionary method is relatively easy to implement. The answer: Just go on a simple diet or at least pretend to be on one. Confused? Let me elaborate.
This genius had all the angles worked out. He dieted for about a week, exercised regularly and eventually lost enough weight for the spouse to take notice. As part of the plan he bribed some of his mates in to projecting him as a stud in the eyes of the spouse.
The poor lass, innocent as she is fell for it, fearing that she might lose her precious to someone else.
In a desperate bid to keep up, the spouse now spends most of her time on the treadmill and starving herself off any nourishment. The evil genius now spends most of his time alone in front of the tube leaving his spouse to her woes.
TSK TSK TSK………..
If you prick your ears and listen hard enough, you can almost hear a hint of evil laughter floating across the land.
This genius had all the angles worked out. He dieted for about a week, exercised regularly and eventually lost enough weight for the spouse to take notice. As part of the plan he bribed some of his mates in to projecting him as a stud in the eyes of the spouse.
The poor lass, innocent as she is fell for it, fearing that she might lose her precious to someone else.
In a desperate bid to keep up, the spouse now spends most of her time on the treadmill and starving herself off any nourishment. The evil genius now spends most of his time alone in front of the tube leaving his spouse to her woes.
TSK TSK TSK………..
If you prick your ears and listen hard enough, you can almost hear a hint of evil laughter floating across the land.
Knights of the rectangular table
From one guy who cannot control what he says ( I know we all look forward for him to say something good in the morning gathering) to a battle hardened warrior, who has fought fat for 20 years and yet still has not won, one might say the knights of the rectangular table doesn’t amount to much. A person, who doesn’t know them and their inner workings, cannot be held accountable for this judgment. After all one of the knight once in a while sing songs that even most elderly people hardly remember, and the shortest and youngest of the knight seems to be the loudest and has more experience in getting married than all the others combined.
Despite all this shortcomings it has to be said, that these knights has been doing remarkably well in fighting dragons and dark lords. Considering all other kingdoms, most of the subjects whom the knights serve seem satisfied and their needs fulfilled. I guess this can be justified by the lack of stories about the knights and their work in the limitless internet sites and magazines. For sure no one realizes the difficulty and hard work that these knights put. But it has to be said that these task would not have been achieved without an inspirational figure, of course Arthur. Getting a rag tag team of misfits to work hard and get some work done is not an easy task, therefore Kudos to Arthur, who has turned a decaying kingdom into one of the most effective among its kind.
I guess looks can be deceiving; this is the case with Knights of the rectangular table.
Despite all this shortcomings it has to be said, that these knights has been doing remarkably well in fighting dragons and dark lords. Considering all other kingdoms, most of the subjects whom the knights serve seem satisfied and their needs fulfilled. I guess this can be justified by the lack of stories about the knights and their work in the limitless internet sites and magazines. For sure no one realizes the difficulty and hard work that these knights put. But it has to be said that these task would not have been achieved without an inspirational figure, of course Arthur. Getting a rag tag team of misfits to work hard and get some work done is not an easy task, therefore Kudos to Arthur, who has turned a decaying kingdom into one of the most effective among its kind.
I guess looks can be deceiving; this is the case with Knights of the rectangular table.
Cometh the hour……… Cometh the MAN
We now stand at the threshold of the closing stages of yet another era. One does not have to go very far down memory lane to evoke a few fond ones, in fact more than a few.
This is a rather surprising turn of events, especially when you consider the sighs of relief echoing throughout at the end of such others. Don’t get me wrong, there were quite a few highs in those times as well. But arguably, the lows weighed out and in the end over shadowed them, making it understandably difficult for one to be optimistic. One can’t help but wonder how he managed a feat, where many before him had failed.
Is it because he put the organization on the map? Or he delivered deserved recognition? Or he enabled the freedom for independence at work and at home? Or helped us discover ourselves?
From what I can see, it’s all of the above and much more, and one would do well to prove me otherwise.
Come what may, one thing is crystal clear. The ‘bar’ has certainly been raised by a notch or two, for his successors to match.
This is a rather surprising turn of events, especially when you consider the sighs of relief echoing throughout at the end of such others. Don’t get me wrong, there were quite a few highs in those times as well. But arguably, the lows weighed out and in the end over shadowed them, making it understandably difficult for one to be optimistic. One can’t help but wonder how he managed a feat, where many before him had failed.
Is it because he put the organization on the map? Or he delivered deserved recognition? Or he enabled the freedom for independence at work and at home? Or helped us discover ourselves?
From what I can see, it’s all of the above and much more, and one would do well to prove me otherwise.
Come what may, one thing is crystal clear. The ‘bar’ has certainly been raised by a notch or two, for his successors to match.
The fast forward life of the once chubbily “Bloke”
He was born to a family of three, showered by “NESTUM” in his baby years the Chubbily bloke, what can be said, looks like a chubbily bloke in his teens! Marooned in the unforgiving lexis of would be mates, the bloke embarked on a journey, yep! A journey that would change the “CHUBBILY BLOKE”, well just the BLOKE!
Now days the BLOKE without the CHUBBILY, of course roam around with some fluidity and more importantly, once the would be mates, yes u got it right… shhhh!!.. he could hear … they are mates..
Though! There is an irony in the BLOKES achievement. While loosing the CHUBBILY the BLOKE also lost his FUR…. …. J no laughing ….
Now days the BLOKE without the CHUBBILY, of course roam around with some fluidity and more importantly, once the would be mates, yes u got it right… shhhh!!.. he could hear … they are mates..
Though! There is an irony in the BLOKES achievement. While loosing the CHUBBILY the BLOKE also lost his FUR…. …. J no laughing ….
Its KOOL, but I am selling it unless someone helps me
Last week, one night I met an old friend of mine at the Coffee Stop. He had this KOOL looking thing on his ears. A white tiny little cable connected from his ears to his Jeans pocket. While he was telling me about his life, he had this NIKE shoes constantly tapping on the wooden floor. I just couldn’t let myself go saying goodbye, without inquiring about the cute tiny wire and rhythmic tapings of his feet. He slowly pulled out this fascinating, sleek looking little white color gadget out of his pocket. He said he got hundreds of songs in it and it can keep playing for hours. How amazing is it! He said its called iPod. Nice name, yeah? He convinced me enough to buy this gadget from him on that very right spot. i believe he must be studying Marketing in Sri Lanka.
Well, now I am facing a problem with it. His and my taste of songs does not match. He got these guitar smashing sort of songs and I prefer soft music. But I do not know how to delete the songs and put new ones. I have decided to sell this iPod, unless I can find someone who could help me to install new songs to it. Heard that we have an expert in this office.
NOTE: When I first did my O/Ls, I got a “U” for my English. As a result in my O/L certificate the subject English was not even mentioned. I did a re-sitting later and managed to get a “C”. So, don’t bother pointing my spelling and grammar mistakes.
Uñhoo!
Quite simply, it means "no" in Dhivehi. But when Janu says uñhoo, it's like a rumble of thunder, it's like you're being struck by lightning!
Poor Falagola fell victim to it recently.
He lost his way in a very large toilet facility. Suddenly, there was a puff of smoke, and a genie, sorry, Janu appeared out of nowhere.
Janu asked him what he was doing in a no man's land. Bewildered, he looked around, but found no sign whatsoever that indicated it was a no man's land.
Falagola looked Janu in the eye and said it wasn't a no man's land. Janu said uñhoo, and all of a sudden, he heard a rumble of thunder and was struck by lightning! He was jolted indeed.
Janu disappeared in a puff of smoke. Falagola screamed, "This is not a women's toilet!"
Poor Falagola fell victim to it recently.
He lost his way in a very large toilet facility. Suddenly, there was a puff of smoke, and a genie, sorry, Janu appeared out of nowhere.
Janu asked him what he was doing in a no man's land. Bewildered, he looked around, but found no sign whatsoever that indicated it was a no man's land.
Falagola looked Janu in the eye and said it wasn't a no man's land. Janu said uñhoo, and all of a sudden, he heard a rumble of thunder and was struck by lightning! He was jolted indeed.
Janu disappeared in a puff of smoke. Falagola screamed, "This is not a women's toilet!"
Monday, November 12, 2007
Understanding Hierarchy
The basic meaning of the word has been somewhat obscured in this modern era. What is hierarchy? Or more importantly what determines a hierarchy? Is it established based on individual ability, experience, general know how, sheer luck or simply just academic excellence?
In recent times the latter has generally influenced the toppers of an organizational chart. Should it be so? Can an individual with reputable academic achievements alone make it as a successful leader? A bid to understand all this leaves us with more unanswered questions, more confusion.
All these futile attempts of deduction kicks up a simple yet powerful phrase, ‘A Leader’. Let us go down this route. What makes a Leader? What impetus enables us to follow a certain individual into glory or destruction?
It is a well known fact that not everyone is cut out to lead. A leader should be able to command respect, loyalty and belief from his followers. He should be someone, whom you can look up to, seek direction and guidance.
The dominators of every organizational chart should consist of such individuals. These individuals should exemplify the organization in its truest and most complete form, while not undermining the roles of their coworkers.
In conclusion, the truly privileged theories are not the ones referring to any particular scale of size or complexity, nor the ones situated at any particular level of the predictive hierarchy, but the ones that contain the deepest explanations.
In recent times the latter has generally influenced the toppers of an organizational chart. Should it be so? Can an individual with reputable academic achievements alone make it as a successful leader? A bid to understand all this leaves us with more unanswered questions, more confusion.
All these futile attempts of deduction kicks up a simple yet powerful phrase, ‘A Leader’. Let us go down this route. What makes a Leader? What impetus enables us to follow a certain individual into glory or destruction?
It is a well known fact that not everyone is cut out to lead. A leader should be able to command respect, loyalty and belief from his followers. He should be someone, whom you can look up to, seek direction and guidance.
The dominators of every organizational chart should consist of such individuals. These individuals should exemplify the organization in its truest and most complete form, while not undermining the roles of their coworkers.
In conclusion, the truly privileged theories are not the ones referring to any particular scale of size or complexity, nor the ones situated at any particular level of the predictive hierarchy, but the ones that contain the deepest explanations.
My Fulltime Job: I have been in this job for the last 20 years
NOTE: When I first did my O/Ls, I got a “U” for my English. As a result in my O/L certificate the subject English was not even mentioned. I did a re-sitting later and managed to get a “C”. So, don’t bother pointing my spelling and grammar mistakes.
I finished my A/Ls on 1998. I worked at a prestigious Bank, an Airline (which bankrupted later), a Graphics Studio, the Foreign Ministry and now in this High Commission. I may have worked in several places. They all paid me for what I did. But I consider none of these jobs as my fulltime employment. I would rather call them part-time jobs. As a career I chose a job, where I, myself is the boss. I choose the time and place of work. The job is so hard that, sometimes I think of quitting. In fact, I did quit couple of times. But, the job was more craving than what I do as a part-time employment. The unfortunate thing about this fulltime job is that, I have never been paid by anybody. And guess what. I started this fulltime job, when I was just about 8 years old. I have been in this job for the last 20 years, and last year I awarded my pension to myself. Yeah. It sucks! The same job for that long. But I just can’t give it up. Just can’t. My prestigious job “Dieting.” I heard that soon I would be awarded “Lifetime Dieting Award”
I finished my A/Ls on 1998. I worked at a prestigious Bank, an Airline (which bankrupted later), a Graphics Studio, the Foreign Ministry and now in this High Commission. I may have worked in several places. They all paid me for what I did. But I consider none of these jobs as my fulltime employment. I would rather call them part-time jobs. As a career I chose a job, where I, myself is the boss. I choose the time and place of work. The job is so hard that, sometimes I think of quitting. In fact, I did quit couple of times. But, the job was more craving than what I do as a part-time employment. The unfortunate thing about this fulltime job is that, I have never been paid by anybody. And guess what. I started this fulltime job, when I was just about 8 years old. I have been in this job for the last 20 years, and last year I awarded my pension to myself. Yeah. It sucks! The same job for that long. But I just can’t give it up. Just can’t. My prestigious job “Dieting.” I heard that soon I would be awarded “Lifetime Dieting Award”
........ & then there was light!!!!
Through the hustle & bustle of last night someone had a brilliant idea. The reason i say this is coz it was so obvious and it was there for all to see. The following images perfectly demonstrates my point.
After (Aaahh... then it struck him)
As the saying goes.. A single idea, a sudden 'flash' of thought, maybe worth a million dollars.
Well, if that turns out to be true..... atleast one of us would be filthy rich.
Before (Hmmmm..... thinking....)
After (Aaahh... then it struck him)
As the saying goes.. A single idea, a sudden 'flash' of thought, maybe worth a million dollars.
Well, if that turns out to be true..... atleast one of us would be filthy rich.
Pounding mango tree!!
One would wonder, why grown up men (?) would thrash a tree to pluck a mango? Does it say a lot about their manhood? Does it show their lack of “balls”? Does it say anything about their mentality? Or does it reflect on a violent interior? Or just pure incapacity, lack of creativity, perhaps body just working in perfect harmony with a brain the size of a peanut?
More shamefully could it be like, matured men, frustrated with genitals overflowing with sperms rotting for centuries? I have seen on TV, some elephant bulls charged with testosterones not only beating other bulls, but also whatever comes their way! Than, these tree beaters could they be just sexually frustrated individuals who some how cannot lure a mate to their domain?
Anyways….
More shamefully could it be like, matured men, frustrated with genitals overflowing with sperms rotting for centuries? I have seen on TV, some elephant bulls charged with testosterones not only beating other bulls, but also whatever comes their way! Than, these tree beaters could they be just sexually frustrated individuals who some how cannot lure a mate to their domain?
Anyways….
Keeping up with the Jones (Surangis)
Well well well. After a smoke this morning i went for my customary glass of water. I was greeted by a surprise. I bumped into the one and only Kuda Shammee taking water in a bottle to his office. My my my....... How times change. If my memory serves me right, i recall Kuda Shammee among others criticizing some of our fellow colleagues for the same act. More interestingly, i cant think of a reason y he needs to keep water in his office. What task(s) has he been assigned, so much so he cant leave his seat for some water, which is what he has been doin for nearly two decades now.
FYI. Its a blue plastic bottle, displayed in Shammees office for your viewing pleasure.
FYI. Its a blue plastic bottle, displayed in Shammees office for your viewing pleasure.
'Booting' the CAMEL
Hmmmm...... Have to hand it to you guys. Weekend spoiled but you certainly found a way to make a bleak situation appear some what brighter. But the highlight of the day must go to our dear old colleague (friend) Imam Soofee. Man or man is he wound up or what? Lets contemplate here a little shall we? Could any of you come up with a genuine reason for the cause of his uptightness. Give the guy a break will you. 'Jamalu Bootu'. How insulting is that? No wonder the guy was left sulking the whole night, or maybe even today as he hasnt shown up yet. Well...... he really knows how to convert an innocent comment into an insult for himself. Colourful aint he? Just keep an ear out for such 'insults' so to speak, coz i know there is a lot more from where that came from. But more importantly, keep both eyes out for the sulking mug of our beloved Imam Soofee. Quite a sight for sore eyes i must say.
Monday, November 5, 2007
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