Everybody thinks they know what’s best for me all the fucking time.
I should be grateful so many people actually care about me. Supposedly.
I should be happy that I’m not with some one who argues with me and tells me I’m wrong. Apparently.
But the truth is my chest hurts so much I can hardly breathe sometimes. Despite what you may think, for better or for worse, separating or attempting to do so from someone you loved deeply for a long time is incredibly difficult.
I’ve made terrible decisions in my life, I know, but I’ve seen a lot more and a lot worse than most of the people who claim to be giving me advice. So spare me the lectures and be prepared to respect what ever the hell I choose to do, whether you like it or not, whether it benefits you or not, if you care about me as much as you claim to.
Granted what people say to me often has the grain of truth but most are blind to the big picture.
People have so much prejudice and so many preconceived notions about life and other people they have trouble even beginning to understand why I make the decisions I do.
First I thought it was simply me being stupid, me being a victim and being lost but the truth is, although I needed the break and space the reasons for my doubt is not any of the above.
Dammit, I am a strong, independent, intelligent woman. I am stubborn, hard assed and unforgiving. I’m a bitch and I’m sensitive. I’m so far from perfect, have contradicting aspects to my personality but for the most part I know who I am and what I want from my life. I certainly know what I don’t want.
People think that I make mistakes because I’m weak and stupid, sometimes they say that I simply follow someone else’s opinion but that’s not always the case. I’ve never had much use for certain sentimentalities and I’ve associated with people for my benefits for example I have spent time around people who do not intimidate me because I needed not to be challenged. Sometimes I’ve been around people who I see as my equals because I needed insight. It’s actually not as evil or unusual as it seems, we all do it though we don’t admit it.
Coming back to my point, I made a decision recently and I am sick of people either offering sympathy or congratulations. I don’t need or want any ones pity especially for a task I undertook for my own sake.
I find congratulations downright insulting. How dare you say it’s for the best? How dare you say he wasn’t worth it? I was with someone for two years – that is incredibly insulting to my judgement and principles. He was worth it. Just because I need time off is not for any one else to judge who he is… he is and was a wonderful guy. He is intelligent and capable – to everyone who is comparing him and making judgements - fuck off.
Only he and I know what happened in our relationship. Only we are allowed to make judgements. We had ups and downs – screw everyone who says they are “so happy” … if you are happy all the time you stepford fuckers, you are clearly not in a relationship. Granted we had a lot of downs, but we are very, very different people. Reaching a breaking point is not unimaginable or for that matter, unexpected.
Someone once told me I chose men as projects to fix… perhaps… perhaps they are often very flawed to the outside world. Usually they don’t have expensive cars, or unblemished pasts… I’ve never dated anyone from an aristocratic (for lack of a better word) family. I’ve been judged because of the people I’ve been with. Frankly I don’t care… I really don’t. It’s having a good heart, and caring about me that I was looking for.
I refuse to be judged for dating a certain number of people or a certain “type”. I have cared for and been cared about and if it doesn’t work in the long run then that’s fine. I’m not an easy person to be with, I’m sure – and I naturally gravitate to people who are as defined or independent or individualistic. And those are not necessarily the same trait. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that situations like these aren’t the easiest to follow through…
I will make my own decisions and as they say unless you have something nice to say, keep your trap shut. I do appreciate that some people have held the worst of their opinions to themselves and have just reassured me that they would be behind me whatever I did and offered advice to whatever scenario I was considering at the time. You are entitled to your opinions; you are not required to express them.
And please be as respectful to the other party as you are trying (apparently) to be to me. Whether or not the other party insults me or disagrees with me, or contacts me is my problem, and I expect any one claiming to be on my side (what the fuck is a “side” anyway?) to appreciate my philosophy on these matters.
My relationship, my breakup, my ex or whatever… my decision… whether it is to remain so or reinstate matters… Pressure is all on me, that’s fine.
Nevertheless… I have no yearning to be married… I’m young and have a lifetime (Insha Allah) ahead and thus I do not think that waiting, watching, searching, uniting, and reuniting are in any way a bad thing. If certain people do not approve of my decisions… then fine, screw you.
This is my life I’m leading and I sure as hell aint stopping to please you.
Its been a long, long time... and I've missed you...
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Ola, by-now-non existent-readers... como estas?
It's been a long time since I've indulged in a little blogging... truth be told I havent missed the blogosphere much... when I was last here, it was getting polluted with all sorts of new energies... mostly negative sorts that were so pissy with each other and I don't know... it wasn't such a great vibe...
And, I have been busy.. with real life... LOL ... I'm not big on social networking of any sort on cyberspace anymore... It used to be fun to share and read up on cool people... now its congested with a lot of lame things that I don't have the patience for.
Maybe I've out grown teenage agnst.. no more tantrums... no more passion.. no more heart wrenching pain over life in general... life's not improved by much if you ask me... the worlds still an evil place... I just dont give that much of a shit... nor am I (ever) suprised.
So why the fuck am I back here? Well, I have only two university classes per week now.. (yes yes, the miniscule but wonderous upgrades that come with age)... so I have a lot more free time... and I'm living alone now so... that adds to my boredom...
Any hoo... shout outs to my new addictions (yeah, you dont outgrow certain things) my lovely large HD flatscreen TV --- I LOVE YOU!! and watching TrueBlood is so awesome cause of it...
Si, *blush* I also am a sorry ass victim to the rising vampire rage (although honestly I've always had a big thing for vamps and supernatural shit in general) ... I think Rob Patterson is so hot, I have a strange desire for Robsten to happen (ie. for RobPatz and Kristin Stewart to admit they are dating) but I think Twilight is somewhat lame... (DONT KILL ME - you gotta admit... virgin for 200 years and sparkling vampires with no fangs is a little silly...but the author is mormon so no big shock there)
Musically 'Kings Of Leon' is dominating my playlist.. yes, I have been living under a rock and just discovered 'em...
And well... I'll probably post more often now... Adios!
It's been a long time since I've indulged in a little blogging... truth be told I havent missed the blogosphere much... when I was last here, it was getting polluted with all sorts of new energies... mostly negative sorts that were so pissy with each other and I don't know... it wasn't such a great vibe...
And, I have been busy.. with real life... LOL ... I'm not big on social networking of any sort on cyberspace anymore... It used to be fun to share and read up on cool people... now its congested with a lot of lame things that I don't have the patience for.
Maybe I've out grown teenage agnst.. no more tantrums... no more passion.. no more heart wrenching pain over life in general... life's not improved by much if you ask me... the worlds still an evil place... I just dont give that much of a shit... nor am I (ever) suprised.
So why the fuck am I back here? Well, I have only two university classes per week now.. (yes yes, the miniscule but wonderous upgrades that come with age)... so I have a lot more free time... and I'm living alone now so... that adds to my boredom...
Any hoo... shout outs to my new addictions (yeah, you dont outgrow certain things) my lovely large HD flatscreen TV --- I LOVE YOU!! and watching TrueBlood is so awesome cause of it...
Si, *blush* I also am a sorry ass victim to the rising vampire rage (although honestly I've always had a big thing for vamps and supernatural shit in general) ... I think Rob Patterson is so hot, I have a strange desire for Robsten to happen (ie. for RobPatz and Kristin Stewart to admit they are dating) but I think Twilight is somewhat lame... (DONT KILL ME - you gotta admit... virgin for 200 years and sparkling vampires with no fangs is a little silly...but the author is mormon so no big shock there)
Musically 'Kings Of Leon' is dominating my playlist.. yes, I have been living under a rock and just discovered 'em...
And well... I'll probably post more often now... Adios!
At Gunpoint...
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So, all thanks to my zany cousin and her finger gun poking into the side of my head - combined with the powers of incredible boredom.... I just got to thinking, if some freaky dude held a 10mm pistol to my head and asked me to blog... (lol, assuming there was someone who wanted to read my blog that bad - HEY!, my imagination here!)
Sigh... so what the fuck would I write. LOL... the feeling of cold metal against my forehead... despite the coolness, I felt heat gathering up to the round empty space, like all the warmth in my body had generated to that very spot, through which a sentence to death could be delivered...
I wonder if I would continue to write, or if I would succumb to the temptation of ending my life... ending all my problems, ending the complications I've caused to anyone else...
Maybe my last words would be apology, and asking for forgiveness, from everyone I've hurt... intentionally or not... would I be granted that forgiveness, or would they resent me, for not earning the right to be forgiven... for not living through the pain... or would they feel sorry for me for not having a choice? But I had one, didnt I?
Maybe I'd tell the people I loved, how much I cared about them... but if I truly loved them, would I have given in? Maybe I'd just write a whole load of crap, and get killed anyway... wouldn't that be a shame... I'd want my last words to be prolific in some way... or you know, atleast reflective of my views in life... some sort of depth...
What if your last words were a curse, or a pathetic plea for help... I'd kill myself if I wasnt dead already! Man.. :P ... seriously not the way you'd like to be remembered eh?
Then there's the other thing, say you end up being killed, yeah? Who will remember you? Did you affect anyones life so deeply that they rememeber you long after you are gone? Everyone feels an amount of pain and overwhelming sadness when someone close passes away, but we move on.. we learn to move on.. and we forget most of it ... how their laugh sounds... what made them scared...
Who'd come to your funeral... not out of obligation, or as a show to make a spectacle of themselves, but out of pure love, who would come to say goodbye... does a friend who holds a grudge come to touch your hand and let all the pain disappear... or do they simply treat it as they would any other day?
All we do know for sure is that we come into this world alone, and we leave this life as we came - alone... no lovers, no family, no friends, no posessions, no degrees or achievements... just our memories, who we've shaped to be, not physically, but internally, our souls...
But I wonder, is that all there is to it? To life, and death? Seems pointless to keep living if there is nothing to it... right?
I think if the last words I'd ever write or atleast under the threat of them being the last words I ever write would be... well clearly I cant completely emulate the situation, but they'd have to be something about living life to the fullest, living every moment to the maximum of what it could be, to love and keep loving boundlessly, to forgive and forget and move past because if my life, comes to the point where the last thing someone forces me to do is to write and publish a blog - clearly, I need to get a life. A real one.
As I here blog...
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Happy late new year peeps!
And, happy belated birthday to me...
Not that birthdays matter after you hit the two's...
:P
I'm not under some false presumption that there is any one out there actually anticipating this posting, but what the hell.... I've gone from over zealous plastic doll to anti social, UV deprived geek in the matter of a few years... and yes, this is what I'm contemplating on this fine day.
Just finished watching Veronica Mars - the marathon :P , season one, two to three... which is fantastic but honestly, listen to the message boards when they all bitch aboout the crappy ending of the finale (3rd season), I wasn't prepared for the weight of the disappointment. Still, I hear there are rumors about a movie this 2009, so hopefully my obsession can be peacefully laid to rest by then. But seriously, its witty ( I know all the box sets have this particular word outside but, honestly from someone who considers literature her primary passion in life - its great dialogue, smart and sharp - worth watching the whole thing although it does sort of disintegrate to the end...(by end I mean mid way third season) BAH! I need to learn how to deliver a concise message (NEW YEAR RESOLUTION - DONT BORE EVERYONE WITH YOUR ENDLESS CRAP!!!) - so in a nutshell, it's fab and catch it (Veronica Mars 1,2,3) if you can!
I'm about to begin Dexter, which is recommended by my childhood bestie, with whom flew to KL - by sheer twist of fate, after years of having no contact... and I'm hoping it (the series)wont disappoint...
In less interesting news... My new apartment is almost finished, I reconciled with a beloved aunt, and erm... my second chance at a Uni education (have ditched legal edu woes in pursuit of the more promising media career)... Am enjoying to no end annoying my cousin and aunt... but am secretly homesick for mummy... (what??? I have grown accustomed to her presence in my homeless period)
Am also seriously missing the charms of my chatterbox (yes, she does follow in the footsteps of, none other than, yours truly *cue for bow*)
[[ OFFICIAL SOUNDTRACK FOR TODAY - I CAN HEAR THE BELLS / MIKE DOUGHT : Also one background to one of my fav scenes on Vmars series...]]
And, happy belated birthday to me...
Not that birthdays matter after you hit the two's...
:P
I'm not under some false presumption that there is any one out there actually anticipating this posting, but what the hell.... I've gone from over zealous plastic doll to anti social, UV deprived geek in the matter of a few years... and yes, this is what I'm contemplating on this fine day.
Just finished watching Veronica Mars - the marathon :P , season one, two to three... which is fantastic but honestly, listen to the message boards when they all bitch aboout the crappy ending of the finale (3rd season), I wasn't prepared for the weight of the disappointment. Still, I hear there are rumors about a movie this 2009, so hopefully my obsession can be peacefully laid to rest by then. But seriously, its witty ( I know all the box sets have this particular word outside but, honestly from someone who considers literature her primary passion in life - its great dialogue, smart and sharp - worth watching the whole thing although it does sort of disintegrate to the end...(by end I mean mid way third season) BAH! I need to learn how to deliver a concise message (NEW YEAR RESOLUTION - DONT BORE EVERYONE WITH YOUR ENDLESS CRAP!!!) - so in a nutshell, it's fab and catch it (Veronica Mars 1,2,3) if you can!
I'm about to begin Dexter, which is recommended by my childhood bestie, with whom flew to KL - by sheer twist of fate, after years of having no contact... and I'm hoping it (the series)wont disappoint...
In less interesting news... My new apartment is almost finished, I reconciled with a beloved aunt, and erm... my second chance at a Uni education (have ditched legal edu woes in pursuit of the more promising media career)... Am enjoying to no end annoying my cousin and aunt... but am secretly homesick for mummy... (what??? I have grown accustomed to her presence in my homeless period)
Am also seriously missing the charms of my chatterbox (yes, she does follow in the footsteps of, none other than, yours truly *cue for bow*)
[[ OFFICIAL SOUNDTRACK FOR TODAY - I CAN HEAR THE BELLS / MIKE DOUGHT : Also one background to one of my fav scenes on Vmars series...]]
Recent Events - The Maldivian Dream
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So, it's not like I've been too busy or distracted to blog, I'm just having massive writers block... or, well, I don't know, I do get this far occasionally (this being to the 'create posts' page, but I never get around to writing anything substantial let alone posting! But, I feel bad for ignoring my dear blog, so here goes nothing.
And it may actually not be anymore more than that.
So, anyways, the political frenzy, and I say the word frenzy with caution because it is a great understatement, is FINALLY over. I mean elections and the madness, and the campaigning, and the apparent "dawn of democracy" and the Gayyoom moving out of Theemuge *awwww* and Pres. Nasheed/Anni giving a 10 year old's acceptance speech and the disappointing cabinet (you know, the one that makes you go, huh??? I thought Anni's, not Gasim's victory???)... I have to say, I felt a little wary, what with all the hysteria of the campaigns, and I had another candidate in mind,but well, anyhow I did get super excited when I actually began to believe there was going to be a change even if it wasn't ideal so to speak. Now though, I am sooo out of it. All of it. *Yawn*
At least we can now flip off Americans and say we got our own Maldivian Dream happening... Although in this case its more like erm, middle class to pauper to friggin' KING (Note: King as in metaphorically the highest rankings, no political connotations there)... The product of suffering, and perseverance and activism - here's to standing up for what you believe in President Nasheed! Congrats!! You are now officially living the Maldivian Dream!
Seriously though, if you missed the first morning when the results were confirmed, you missed the most amazing time ever! The beautiful sunshine, people hugging and crying and just the general euphoric atmosphere. It was like everyone was on a natural high and you just had to get a whiff of it and it got you hooked there, singing Wathan Edhey Gothah and all of that... They actually played techno for a lil while too and it was like being in this mini rave when the dawn breaks and every one's still buzzed? Yeah. Awesome! Smiles everywhere, a few thousand people, and no official gathering, just like everyone got drawn to the energy! There are a couple of pics floating around in the blogosphere, and flickr as well.. you should absolutely check it out and you'll know what I mean. I had this warm fuzzy feeling in me, when they played redemption song, I really felt like it was a new beginning, and I'm really looking forward to see how all of it plays out.
Moving on.
Obviously, there's a very positive mood radiating from this town now... I just hope the promises of Aneh Dhivehiraaje live up to it... or atleast meets us (the hopeful community) somewhere in the middle! God knows this place needs a good kick in the nuts ...and someone to get the machinery going ;)
And it may actually not be anymore more than that.
So, anyways, the political frenzy, and I say the word frenzy with caution because it is a great understatement, is FINALLY over. I mean elections and the madness, and the campaigning, and the apparent "dawn of democracy" and the Gayyoom moving out of Theemuge *awwww* and Pres. Nasheed/Anni giving a 10 year old's acceptance speech and the disappointing cabinet (you know, the one that makes you go, huh??? I thought Anni's, not Gasim's victory???)... I have to say, I felt a little wary, what with all the hysteria of the campaigns, and I had another candidate in mind,but well, anyhow I did get super excited when I actually began to believe there was going to be a change even if it wasn't ideal so to speak. Now though, I am sooo out of it. All of it. *Yawn*
At least we can now flip off Americans and say we got our own Maldivian Dream happening... Although in this case its more like erm, middle class to pauper to friggin' KING (Note: King as in metaphorically the highest rankings, no political connotations there)... The product of suffering, and perseverance and activism - here's to standing up for what you believe in President Nasheed! Congrats!! You are now officially living the Maldivian Dream!
Seriously though, if you missed the first morning when the results were confirmed, you missed the most amazing time ever! The beautiful sunshine, people hugging and crying and just the general euphoric atmosphere. It was like everyone was on a natural high and you just had to get a whiff of it and it got you hooked there, singing Wathan Edhey Gothah and all of that... They actually played techno for a lil while too and it was like being in this mini rave when the dawn breaks and every one's still buzzed? Yeah. Awesome! Smiles everywhere, a few thousand people, and no official gathering, just like everyone got drawn to the energy! There are a couple of pics floating around in the blogosphere, and flickr as well.. you should absolutely check it out and you'll know what I mean. I had this warm fuzzy feeling in me, when they played redemption song, I really felt like it was a new beginning, and I'm really looking forward to see how all of it plays out.
Moving on.
Obviously, there's a very positive mood radiating from this town now... I just hope the promises of Aneh Dhivehiraaje live up to it... or atleast meets us (the hopeful community) somewhere in the middle! God knows this place needs a good kick in the nuts ...and someone to get the machinery going ;)
Who moved my FaceBook???!!!!
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The majority of the human population is absolutely mortified of venturing out their respective comfort zones. Not surprising, but when you place into consideration the amount of of venting, complaining and moaning about not getting ahead in their lives - you can't help but roll your eyes.
And the perfect example of how stuck in their own little worlds people are, is the tiny masses that have hate groups against the new Facebook popping up virtually everywhere. Soon they’ll be lining up on highways and burning laptops. (Kekeke. Blll)
Okay, so maybe I’m being a little dramatic here. But HONESTLY. What is with people being soooo pissed over a little change up of Oh, I donno… where there frikking FB Wall goes??? Just part of the entire Facebook phenomenon, or as I prefer to say, psycho mania. Does Facebook comprise of SUCH a huge part of their lives that they care about a little web link shift here and there?
Reading an article that likened the new layout to someone ransacking their home and changing their furniture I couldn't help but wonder would happen to these same people if something truly monumental struck their lives. Like someone close to them having cancer… Or when they lose their job or perhaps their home. I wonder if they’d feel that passionately about life kicking them in the ass? Do they really have nothing meaningful in their lives that they feel the need to actively campaign against the new face of, well, Facebook?
Just goes to show how very sad and disconnected the new generation happens to be. Things don’t look very promising for the cyber kids… After all when you’re calling a web page the equivalent of your personal room… well, that just says it all dunnit?
Quickpost this image to Myspace, Digg, Facebook, and others!
Oh yeah... Eid Mubarik guys! And I wonder, was the blogger coffee so traumatic that everyone seems to be refusing to even mention it ;)?
And the perfect example of how stuck in their own little worlds people are, is the tiny masses that have hate groups against the new Facebook popping up virtually everywhere. Soon they’ll be lining up on highways and burning laptops. (Kekeke. Blll)
Okay, so maybe I’m being a little dramatic here. But HONESTLY. What is with people being soooo pissed over a little change up of Oh, I donno… where there frikking FB Wall goes??? Just part of the entire Facebook phenomenon, or as I prefer to say, psycho mania. Does Facebook comprise of SUCH a huge part of their lives that they care about a little web link shift here and there?
Reading an article that likened the new layout to someone ransacking their home and changing their furniture I couldn't help but wonder would happen to these same people if something truly monumental struck their lives. Like someone close to them having cancer… Or when they lose their job or perhaps their home. I wonder if they’d feel that passionately about life kicking them in the ass? Do they really have nothing meaningful in their lives that they feel the need to actively campaign against the new face of, well, Facebook?
Just goes to show how very sad and disconnected the new generation happens to be. Things don’t look very promising for the cyber kids… After all when you’re calling a web page the equivalent of your personal room… well, that just says it all dunnit?
Quickpost this image to Myspace, Digg, Facebook, and others!
Oh yeah... Eid Mubarik guys! And I wonder, was the blogger coffee so traumatic that everyone seems to be refusing to even mention it ;)?
Bodu Vaahaka
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We have had two lovely days of sunshine, and it was really the sunny side of life... of course, I knew it couldn't last. And now, in the wee hours of the morning, it rains. I wonder what the forecast is regarding tonight's show...
So I'm extremely bored but I can't sleep... I feel like blogging.. and the only thing worth talking about these few days has been the great debate. Y'all in Maldives know what I'm talking about. I think the whole thing is a little silly though, as they haven't even officially become candidates yet. Counting eggies much?
So firstly... I've found this blog that I now love... this is first sight, folks. Lol.. seriously, you must check this out. The siyaasee map of the year!
I'm not massively into politics but I couldn't miss this, and I'm not a fan of apathy either, firm believer that years of people fighting for the right to vote should not be treated with disrespect... thus I gave in and joined the lot!
Anyway so my verdict is... hoping not to get too long and boring;
Anni - Someone needs to tell him that when you sit down on a chair, you do not have to keep your coat buttoned. It was tight all over your shoulders and you reminded me very much of the Hunchback of Notre Dame. I'm sorry about the pope-ish indications there, but I suppose it's all very fitting. His facial expressions have become noticeably less clownish (which I feel everyone should appreciate and congratulate, even), however it does not make you less of a clown. He is right however, we do need a 'siyaasath' however, I feel that he is more of an activist than a political leader. Figurehead maybe, but a head of a nation? Lets not get too 'ahead' of ourselves now, shall we?
Umar - He was excellent, very passionate and very excited too (which in retrospect is a little creepy) ... Nonetheless he had my full attention, and proved that if nothing else, he is obviously a talented orator. However, when you started talking about 'effas kurun' and all that nonsense, the pettiness showed through. Reality, and common sense - seemed lacking.
Ibra - The most interesting thing about this man, was his tie. I understand that by comparing him to Roosevelt, I may be making a seriously politically incorrect statement, however I cannot help but do so. Correct me if I'm wrong, but from what I understand he kept his disability a secret, and the image of him as a cripple was generally not accepted in USA even after his death. Also, the reasoning behind the secrecy seems to be that, generally anyway, at the time, US was a very vulnerable, weakened nation which was in need of a fearless leader and the image of a strong man, was essential for the nation's morale. Maldives might still be above sea level in physical terms, but we are now sinking with the weight of our troubles. Our leader may not have a physically strong presence I don't have ANY issues with that but I do think, that what is lacking in those terms needs to be met with a strong presence, passion and confidence. I think that failed to show through. Personally, I agree with a lot of his statements but I don't think he convinced me he had the spirit in him to leader our nation up that winding road.
Gasim - I expected a lot better. His arguments were sound, but they seemed to come from elsewhere. He was nervous, and intimidated. I don't blame him for being so, it would all seem foreign to him I expect... However, this was an important appearance for him to make and I think he could have done a far better job of it than he did. When he spoke from his heart it seemed genuine, once he started reading points, it all fell apart. Also dude, loose the pencil next time.
Hasan Saeed - Is the reason that a man like Anni can never make it to the top. This is the difference between an educated, intelligent man... and a man controlled by impulse. That being said... there's a lot of shadiness behind this fella... I think his whole rise to fame thing reeks of disrespect and manipulation and a lack of professionalism. Did you see Hasanu turning Golhaa away whilst he was attempting to do his 'Ima Big Man' thing and see everyone off as if he had been the host or something? Like firumaali as if Golhaa was some pathetic Granpa type of beggar dude, which was sooo PAKAAAAAAAAS!
Golhaa (Gayyoom)- Don't you just love this guy? First he picked out the No.1 with the guruathulun and was all LOL vefa... Kekekeke *abadhahves hama evvana!* And then *GIGGLE* for possibly the first time (publicly anyway!) in THIRTY YEARS, we got to see him all sulky and pissy and seriously fuckfaced!...On a stronger note though, we understand that you must mention all you've achieved but it would be refreshing to hear you say something meaningful. I think everybody understands that big changes take time, but 30 years is beyond excusable. Lol, and then Golhaa tried to be all big man seeing off every one afterwards, that is, until Hasanthakuru did his lil thaaaang! Funn-eee!
So thats that. My thoughts on the matter... The debate was fun to watch with family I must say, everyone had their own different view and all... very different theme to family gathering I must say. I did have an interesting argument with my cousin however. She argues that one candidate mistreats his wife and no self respecting woman would vote for him. I say, well not that any of that is our business but from that particular perspective, I don't think polygamy is a great example either (this would be regarding her choice of candidate) ... not that I put abuse and polygamy in the same category but, neither are an indication of where I want the women of Maldives to stand. My aunt also made a point out of the fact that she didn't want the first lady to be a foreigner! Ridiculous!
But really, WHO WOULD THE INDEPENDANT, EDUCATED and EMPOWERED WOMAN vote for? There are a fair amount of women who can be described in those terms today, certainly, however the majority of women this country churns out are not fashioned as the next leaders of our country, rather, the closest possible ambition seems to be the first lady! This idea is to say the least, extremely disturbing! What does it matter whether she is a foreigner or not! Sonia Gandhi is an excellent example for women in India to follow by; although she isn't Indian, she manages to incorporate the best of their values and the way I see it, is a great political figurehead for their country. My point is, less focus on the first lady and more on, perhaps the women chosen to stand by the candidates, if at all. The idea is a woman in a leading position, not as a useless post like Gender Ministry which is an unheard of title where the rest of the world is concerned and is basically an poor excuse to have a female cabinet member. More women in roles we havent seen before, women to be respected, not for men to ridicule at their market hotaa coffees and such. I don't think there is a candidate with any indication of this quality, a quality that I am greatly concerned with, not because I am a die-hard feminist, because I'm a woman with ambitions that extend further than a cutting board!
Now I have nothing against housewives and stay-at-home mothers, being a child of two working parents I have great admiration (and fondness!) for those who devote their time to the proper upbringing of their children and management of their respect households. I am just saying that should not be the only thing in life we aspire to do. I think it is still all that is expected of women and many feel obligated to do so, foregoing their own hopes and dreams and that is, truly tragic. Being a fulltime wife and mom is a difficult, taxing job that is often little appreciated and hardly ever rewarding. It would be wonderful, if all the 'under twenty five years old' women used their god given ability to reason and perhaps consider the invaluable input they could make towards this country and themselves as individuals by realising their dreams and making that much of a change, by giving their all for as long as they can, before they start the infamous struggle to balance and 'have it all'. It would be even better if we had the proper systems in place to better amplify the importance of our options.
It is a turning point in this nation, and we need a leader who above all, truly embodies the potential of our country, who is brimming with passion and smarts, and simultaneosly has his feet firmly on the ground, knowing that what matters above all is not the grandeur of flamboyant promises, successfully using of these essential qualities as best suits the women, just as much as the men and the children of our nation.
*breathes out - whoooosh!*
Safe to say I dissed the whole long and boring mid way eh? Oh well..
So I'm extremely bored but I can't sleep... I feel like blogging.. and the only thing worth talking about these few days has been the great debate. Y'all in Maldives know what I'm talking about. I think the whole thing is a little silly though, as they haven't even officially become candidates yet. Counting eggies much?
So firstly... I've found this blog that I now love... this is first sight, folks. Lol.. seriously, you must check this out. The siyaasee map of the year!
I'm not massively into politics but I couldn't miss this, and I'm not a fan of apathy either, firm believer that years of people fighting for the right to vote should not be treated with disrespect... thus I gave in and joined the lot!
Anyway so my verdict is... hoping not to get too long and boring;
Anni - Someone needs to tell him that when you sit down on a chair, you do not have to keep your coat buttoned. It was tight all over your shoulders and you reminded me very much of the Hunchback of Notre Dame. I'm sorry about the pope-ish indications there, but I suppose it's all very fitting. His facial expressions have become noticeably less clownish (which I feel everyone should appreciate and congratulate, even), however it does not make you less of a clown. He is right however, we do need a 'siyaasath' however, I feel that he is more of an activist than a political leader. Figurehead maybe, but a head of a nation? Lets not get too 'ahead' of ourselves now, shall we?
Umar - He was excellent, very passionate and very excited too (which in retrospect is a little creepy) ... Nonetheless he had my full attention, and proved that if nothing else, he is obviously a talented orator. However, when you started talking about 'effas kurun' and all that nonsense, the pettiness showed through. Reality, and common sense - seemed lacking.
Ibra - The most interesting thing about this man, was his tie. I understand that by comparing him to Roosevelt, I may be making a seriously politically incorrect statement, however I cannot help but do so. Correct me if I'm wrong, but from what I understand he kept his disability a secret, and the image of him as a cripple was generally not accepted in USA even after his death. Also, the reasoning behind the secrecy seems to be that, generally anyway, at the time, US was a very vulnerable, weakened nation which was in need of a fearless leader and the image of a strong man, was essential for the nation's morale. Maldives might still be above sea level in physical terms, but we are now sinking with the weight of our troubles. Our leader may not have a physically strong presence I don't have ANY issues with that but I do think, that what is lacking in those terms needs to be met with a strong presence, passion and confidence. I think that failed to show through. Personally, I agree with a lot of his statements but I don't think he convinced me he had the spirit in him to leader our nation up that winding road.
Gasim - I expected a lot better. His arguments were sound, but they seemed to come from elsewhere. He was nervous, and intimidated. I don't blame him for being so, it would all seem foreign to him I expect... However, this was an important appearance for him to make and I think he could have done a far better job of it than he did. When he spoke from his heart it seemed genuine, once he started reading points, it all fell apart. Also dude, loose the pencil next time.
Hasan Saeed - Is the reason that a man like Anni can never make it to the top. This is the difference between an educated, intelligent man... and a man controlled by impulse. That being said... there's a lot of shadiness behind this fella... I think his whole rise to fame thing reeks of disrespect and manipulation and a lack of professionalism. Did you see Hasanu turning Golhaa away whilst he was attempting to do his 'Ima Big Man' thing and see everyone off as if he had been the host or something? Like firumaali as if Golhaa was some pathetic Granpa type of beggar dude, which was sooo PAKAAAAAAAAS!
Golhaa (Gayyoom)- Don't you just love this guy? First he picked out the No.1 with the guruathulun and was all LOL vefa... Kekekeke *abadhahves hama evvana!* And then *GIGGLE* for possibly the first time (publicly anyway!) in THIRTY YEARS, we got to see him all sulky and pissy and seriously fuckfaced!...On a stronger note though, we understand that you must mention all you've achieved but it would be refreshing to hear you say something meaningful. I think everybody understands that big changes take time, but 30 years is beyond excusable. Lol, and then Golhaa tried to be all big man seeing off every one afterwards, that is, until Hasanthakuru did his lil thaaaang! Funn-eee!
So thats that. My thoughts on the matter... The debate was fun to watch with family I must say, everyone had their own different view and all... very different theme to family gathering I must say. I did have an interesting argument with my cousin however. She argues that one candidate mistreats his wife and no self respecting woman would vote for him. I say, well not that any of that is our business but from that particular perspective, I don't think polygamy is a great example either (this would be regarding her choice of candidate) ... not that I put abuse and polygamy in the same category but, neither are an indication of where I want the women of Maldives to stand. My aunt also made a point out of the fact that she didn't want the first lady to be a foreigner! Ridiculous!
But really, WHO WOULD THE INDEPENDANT, EDUCATED and EMPOWERED WOMAN vote for? There are a fair amount of women who can be described in those terms today, certainly, however the majority of women this country churns out are not fashioned as the next leaders of our country, rather, the closest possible ambition seems to be the first lady! This idea is to say the least, extremely disturbing! What does it matter whether she is a foreigner or not! Sonia Gandhi is an excellent example for women in India to follow by; although she isn't Indian, she manages to incorporate the best of their values and the way I see it, is a great political figurehead for their country. My point is, less focus on the first lady and more on, perhaps the women chosen to stand by the candidates, if at all. The idea is a woman in a leading position, not as a useless post like Gender Ministry which is an unheard of title where the rest of the world is concerned and is basically an poor excuse to have a female cabinet member. More women in roles we havent seen before, women to be respected, not for men to ridicule at their market hotaa coffees and such. I don't think there is a candidate with any indication of this quality, a quality that I am greatly concerned with, not because I am a die-hard feminist, because I'm a woman with ambitions that extend further than a cutting board!
Now I have nothing against housewives and stay-at-home mothers, being a child of two working parents I have great admiration (and fondness!) for those who devote their time to the proper upbringing of their children and management of their respect households. I am just saying that should not be the only thing in life we aspire to do. I think it is still all that is expected of women and many feel obligated to do so, foregoing their own hopes and dreams and that is, truly tragic. Being a fulltime wife and mom is a difficult, taxing job that is often little appreciated and hardly ever rewarding. It would be wonderful, if all the 'under twenty five years old' women used their god given ability to reason and perhaps consider the invaluable input they could make towards this country and themselves as individuals by realising their dreams and making that much of a change, by giving their all for as long as they can, before they start the infamous struggle to balance and 'have it all'. It would be even better if we had the proper systems in place to better amplify the importance of our options.
It is a turning point in this nation, and we need a leader who above all, truly embodies the potential of our country, who is brimming with passion and smarts, and simultaneosly has his feet firmly on the ground, knowing that what matters above all is not the grandeur of flamboyant promises, successfully using of these essential qualities as best suits the women, just as much as the men and the children of our nation.
*breathes out - whoooosh!*
Safe to say I dissed the whole long and boring mid way eh? Oh well..
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