Thursday, August 31, 2006

BABURU KUJJAA

It was years back. After my secondary studies I was taken to serve the Military. Prior to any active duty, every individual soldier was given a special military training. along with hundreds of fresh recruits, I was taken to an uninhabited island where they have built a military training centre. More than a month passed and I was so desperate but full of hope in returning home as a well trained soldier. We were given training step by step. And day by day it was getting tough for us to hang to it. It was then, me and my platoon mates were sent to night duties to various key points of the base. Duties were split in pairs of two, which is also known as buddy system. Luckily my buddy was also my classmate when I was in school. So we were quite a good pair. It was our platoon’s duty night. Each platoon has three sections. And each section will take over the duty for two hours. That’s not much of a time for a soldier. And we never deviated to it. Always the off-duty recruits should woke up by the on duty mates. So they came and woke us up. It was 02:45am I got fresh and went to the mess room along with my buddies. Had a coffee and by 03:00am we were there on our duty point. This time it was the armory (where all the weapons are stored). My buddy and I was really close since our childhood. So we share a lot common stories. We were discussing so many things regardless to any horror incidents. And also we had some cracker biscuits on our webbin porch (pocket).So enjoyed eating and chatting face to face.
Suddenly we both turned our heads as we saw a swift movement near the bush. But didn’t take that seriously. My buddy said it was supposed to be an instructor trying to bear out our duty. So we got back to our chat again. Again the same swift movement happened in front of our eyes. But this time, with a reverberation and a more clear view. The figure ran in to the Magoo bushes (a mangrove plant which grows near the beach). This time my buddy said it’s an enemy (instructors played enemy during trainings).Lets do it. We need to defend our duty posts. And we both walked near the bush. And with the muzzle (tip) of our AK-47 rifles we strolled into the bush. I was looking back at that time in order to keep a clear view of the entrance of our duty post. But there was no one. So we had back again and went on with our chat. Some few minutes passed we were crunching our cracker biscuits and drank water, which made our bodies refreshed.
In every few minutes either one of us was supposed to walk near the post. So my buddy went on. I lost him from my sight as he walked behind an upright "thaangee" (a cylindrical water tank). And I was waiting for him to return as I was afraid when I was alone. Suddenly he shouted out my name loud. And keeping my fears aside I reluctantly ran towards him. but "Oh! My god!" I thought it was just a joke. He laughed as I sighed to his face. But though he laughed his face showed me some kind of a different emotion which I cannot even explain. I didn’t have the courage to ask him what it was. Before I asked him anything he said it was nothing "lets look around". So we walked in circles around the "thaangee". My ears gave me signals of a silent but creepy sound. It was supernatural. So we reversed our walk. And with a few steps we were forced to stop and quietly observe the foot steps of this stranger. And from the sounds of silence we knew it was not far away from us. And with a glance we saw it ran again on to the bushes. Still we were not able to figure out the physical appearance of the stranger. We loped in to the bushes killing our fears. And we ghost walked (an army method of walking in the dark) within the bushes but with no luck had to come out. We were wretched of this stranger at this point.
Then happened the worst moments of our lives. Though, I was wearing a long sleeve army uniform. I had Goosebumps all over my skin. The stranger was just a few steps ahead of us. It was a he. And he had conquered our duty post. He looked exactly like a negroid (African tribe-black skin) six or seven year old boy. But his head was a bit out of proportion. It was larger than a normal boys head. His eyes were smoldering in a white light. And he was physically very thin but had a belly hung like a maternal mother of three months. This Black boy’s male hood was uncovered. And like us, he was motionless. Seemed that he was also afraid of intervening with us. Still he was starring at us. And I thought to myself that the scary boy might chase us. Holding grip on my rifle I ran towards light. And besides me came my buddy. We went to the mess room and stayed there till sunrise.
Now I believe that, super naturals do occur and ghosts do exist. This was my first ever ghost sighting. And later I found out that this strange boy seen only at night is a ghost species. Which is locally called the " Baburu kujja" or "Kuda foolhu", and this strange creature is said to be harmless unless molest towards him. His skin has a slickery grayish substance, which if contacted in human skin will be irritating and will end up to a never disappearing smear on skin. And this creature is said to be an ever lasting young boy till infinity. They say beware not to talk or touch the creature or do any harm to it for your own safety.

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

The Lobstar Warrior


This was one exciting night dive of my life, I gripped the stony and spiky outer shell of this giant lobster by bare hands. and not a scratch on my skin. haha leather skin...

CIVIL WARS

A tiny tongue between two huge cheeks,
Led like a great with all sorts of bliss,
Until it's own teeth bit it hard,
Even the dream of which will leave a deep scar,
And I could find a glimpse of scary civil war,
When inmates are foes, it's tough to guard,
I'd love to die to see my country live,
Which gave me motherly love from it's land and seas,
But why are these fools ready to kill,
To see our nation's existence cease,
My pride, my nation is on the verge of collapse,
'Cause no way out could be found when inmates attack,
Killing their own brothers, ah! How can they think?
We were the one to take our pride as our soul,
They've killed our pride and left our body to stroll,
In search of peace, in search of love,
To frustrate us by letting them out from our world,
We are ashamed to fight our own civil war,
Shocked to see our sun being thrown into the dark,
They are killing their brothers and ours too,
Why don't they realise they're born from the same womb,
I pray god to stop this ugly genocide,
I want again my pious nation, my pride,
We know civil war has struck our nation,
Destroying those evils should be our determination.

* dedicated to all those innocent people out there within the hands of Golhaabo
and in the memory of those who lost their lives...peace on all biengs.

http://www.dhivehiobserver.com/album/gayooms_torture.htm
http://dhivehiobserver.com/Septermer2003reports/Pictures%20from%20the%20Maafushi%20Jail%20Shooting%20incident%20Maldives.htm
http://www.dhivehiobserver.com/blackfridayalbum/blackfridayinmaldives.htm
http://www.dhivehiobserver.com/breakingnews/black_friday2_haruge_pics.htm

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

A Dive with no marine life


After the world record dive, i never breathed underwater.I have been away from diving as i've been too busy with my work. Now that im a wee bit free...i have managed to go out for a dive. This dive was on the outter sea of male atoll kuda huraa (Four seasons resort). My younger brother was my dive buddy on the trip. We made our giant stride entries and discussed the navigations we were going to perform and deflated our BCD's. As we reached our maximum depth,we checked our computers and did a 20mins dive with the safety stops. With no marine life on our sight...ehehe too bad for a dive after so long. But, as we reached the bottom i saw a few marine life...like gobbies-doing their sunbaths with the narrow rays of light,and shrimps-skipping with the flowing current.But it was nothing interesting for us. We came back to the surface after the safety stops and relaxed for a while before we came to male'. anyways next time better luck for me and my bro.

wish i see her again...

Tonight i went for a get-together with my closest ever friends whom i havent seen for a while.They met me at my place and we headed for some place good enough for our -what i call a refreshing friendship.Finally we reached our stop.We all agreed to stop by at the carnival.and lilies was our spot.we had a good update of what went with either of us.and while sipping my "Bavaria-apple" non-alchoholic beer,i flashed my eyes to a chick sitting behind me on another cover.Oh god! she was the hottest girl i've seen lately.I mean i dont judge a girl from the looks but,i totally lost control of myself and was starring at her for quite a sometime.The typical feminine style on my mind.Thats what she was.She had perfect fine skin with a light tone,and her hair tied to two pony tails on either sides,reached her shoulder.The exposure of her neck inbetween the tails.Oh!and the sweet vocal signals she was sending(not to me,probably her family).I wish i see her again.and make a conversation....wish me luck...

Monday, August 28, 2006

Im a marionette...


That smile I bear on my weary face,
With dreams deep within but far away,
My dance may charm my mates around,
I am moved by those hands above,
You may cry, you may laugh but,
I was a marionette without a fate,
My Instructor pulls the string without a care,
And still my broken limbs stands of fear,
I am moved here and there,
Up and down until I'm tired and I turn numb,
When I stopped, he stopped not,
And started to drag me on,
Still I cherish for I've cherished you true,
But what have I really got from you.
*Dedicated to Late.Sergeant Faiz , my 1st Military instructor.
He commit suicide by burning himself to death in 2003

CONFUSING TRUTH


Rain slashed a naked plain,
Flooding its entirety,
The land prayed for no rain,
Crying for its flowing soil,
Sun burnt a parched terrain,
Killing all its friends and kin,
The land prayed for the rain,
Crying for its blowing soil,
We live many-sided life,
And these are just the two,
But Trees and palms are still alive,
And these are just the confusing truths.

Do you miss a good nights sleep?

I've been having trouble sleeping at night. Thinking about a solution, i managed to google for a good forum. So if you feel the same as me chek out the to-do web for it. Enjoy!! and yeah good night!.
http://www.to-done.com/2006/01/tips-for-sleeping-better/

Saturday, August 26, 2006

Wider than the Sea


Sea smiled a charm,
And rushed to the shore,
Where charm-filled girl,
Danced to the tune of silent waves.
To my imagination,
Sea seemed to loose its beauty,
When the sky faced,
Girls thundered her smile.
Oh! God, why not all be the same,
And why to all does this simplicity not be bestowed?
But wherever we go,
We shall adore her charm,
And pray god keep his good work alive.
-dedicated to ak_-

WORTHLESS PROMISES


Worthless promises
That you made to me,
When it comes to doing
You just ran away.
You're a fake lover darling
Thought your heart was of gold
If you hadn't loved me
It should have been told.

* to zlx, for playing the game with me
(the pic which was here has been removed on certain peoples request)

A Girl with a Curl


I saw a Girl with a curl,
And thought that she looked so queer.
Her curl was hanging from the tip of her nose,
And reached around to her ear!
It twisted and turned and tangled so tight,
As she waved her curl In the breeze.
Then a gust of wind whipped it away,
Now all the girl does Is sneeze!

Im fine (everythings fine)


If someone asked me If I was alright,
I'd say - yeah, Everything's Fine,
This time my life's going as planned,
Or at least the way I wished,
Have a girl or two on the eye,
Got a job, have friends, having fun,
So if I ever decide to look back I'd see,
There's one time in my life,
That it's cracked up to be me.
Life may not be perfect,
That I know; Life will not be perfect,
But I'll try and keep it so.

Nothingness lies...


After the deadly calm
There could only be confusion
Ever sat and tried
To make sense of this life?
Confusion Creeping to your head
Like two poisonous spiders
Their venom through your bloodstream
Poisoned you lie awake
Your body releasing toxins
Paranoia It may seem to be
Ever sat and tried
To make sense of this life?
To wake up and only find
Where true nothingness lies?
Now, u woke up to death.
Your suicidal dream is true.

Dear cigarettes,


I burn your legs
Bite your head
Suck your soul
And inhale straight
I crush you beneath
My dirty feet
Throw you lonely
To your merciless fate
Been no friend, for so long
Living in my blood in my lungs
I hate living, you help me die
I puff you out into the sky
Still you call me as a friend
And I rush, to get your smell
You are the only true friend of mine
In my lonely and ugly times
None had been so close,
So dear To my heart and to my lungs
Love in my heart, still lies for you
And I don't care about your bitter truth
-shamau-

Coffee Moment!


I hold the cup close to my heart,
And let it's heat circulate,
A little dash of Lavazza helped,
To spirit up,
with a bit of sugarpacked in blue,
The coffee taste so bitter and sweet,
I let this happy mixture flow,
Into my moment strong and hot!

-shamau-

For 'her'


Bleeding words of crimson,
Forged from a pen with red ink,
How can a heart feel so much sorrow,
And still brave the dark tomorrow?
Don't you say another word,
My heart bleeds with you,
The more I read; the more I feel worthless,
How can I love a girl I barely even knew?
With my arms wrapped around her,
Standing before the tall flames,
She let me in her world; If only for a little while,
This is the poem you will never read,
Pity maybe the last thing you need;
I'll stay strong and hold my ground,
If only you would let me in.
-shamau-
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