You and Me; We aren't that different

Seriously, who are you? You tell me to stay away from forbidden sins. But hey, you fuck everyday. Don’t you?

Seriously, what do you think? You tell me to stop being addicted to bad habits. But hey, you bite your nails everyday. Don’t you?

Seriously, what good are you? You tell me to stop worrying about family. But hey, you labour around your family every stupid minute. Don’t you?

Seriously, what are we? You tell me you are my friend. But hey, you hardly know me anymore. Do you?

Vote Concept

I try not to write too much of Politics here, but just a thought that has been hammering my head all day. Today, I heard an MP say, “President is a post that is elected by voting and this voting is where the most number of votes goes to one single human being, who then is elected”.

However, in the case of Maldives, I totally disagree with the above fact based on the Presidential Elections 2008, or should I say “Rayyithunge Nimmun 2008”.

On the first round of the Elections, we saw the above concept being applied to former president, however, by constitution, the winning candidate should get more than 50% of the votes and therefore we went for a second round as the former president was not able to achieve this or neither was any other candidate.

With themes such as “Badhalakah Emmen” and “Wathan Edhey Gothah”, we all united to throw off the current regime. We vowed to bring a change, either out of desperation or frustration. And yes, we all did it with a very popular majority of votes. The credit of this success not only goes to His Excellency President Mohamed Nasheed, but also to all other candidates who partnered up with him for this change. It would be rude, if I do not happen to mention the biggest contributors for President Nasheed’s win, that would be Dr. Hassan Saeed and Mr. Gasim Ibrahim. Therefore, I would say together we all pulled out a dream come true to almost everyone on this little piece of land.

Therefore, when it comes to the above mentioned concept, I’d say it’s much appropriate to say that “President is a post that is elected by voting and this voting is where most number of votes that are casted against an opposition”.

We, who voted against the former president. We, who did not vote for one single individual. We, who voted for a change. We, who did not want our children to live the bureaucratic life our grandparents live. We, who believed in democracy and not single handed ruling. We, who wanted a change…a better change.

dig the beauty...

I woke up several months ago and I realized that I am feeble. I woke up to a different day. The morning wasn’t as it used to be. Confused I was, prideful you were. We still ignored it. It was too late when we had realized that the time for the beauty of life has vanished into thin air. Not too far, but we were too exhausted to and sloppy at the time. It was too late for compromises. Too much has been said for forgiveness. Too much has been tangled for a clean up.

For an easy life, for the pride, for the love and joy, we walked away. But one thing we didn’t know was that even a million years down the line, we would still adore each other. I would still miss your humor. You would still miss my cooking and the girly touch in your life. I would miss your childish laziness and crazy excuses to be the real man. You would still miss the fun we bring even at the time of sufferings. And we both would miss the milliseconds that meant a lifetime.

The laughs that is in mute yet so blissful. The dresses those are only sexy in your eyes. The excitement of two in our day to day life… all vanished into thin air. The eternity we were proud of became restricted.

Unlike most girls, or perhaps like most girls, I tried to find a reason that was worth such a overwhelmed loss. I tried to believe that I deserved this for the betterment of you and me. But every move I made to prove myself was just a mirage. Move by move, I made a fool out of myself. Move by move, I kept loosing it all. Everything made me feel like how anxious I was. Everything made me miss the best part of life. Nothing that came across meant worth the things I lost. The harder I tried to prove everyone, the harder it was to be proved.

So I stepped off my shoes and stopped trying because it was easier. But days like today, makes me think again and again, if there was anything I could have held onto. I miss the most important yet the most complicated bit of my life. I can’t imagine what I would not miss, when I miss the sobs, the fights, the bankruptcy, being the man and woman and the lies.

Now, we are so far away, in denial. Magic that we pulled to get over the mess we made, distant us incautiously. The wishes, the hopes, the dreams, the love is still evidently buried with each of us. Strong as it always was. But the question remain, are we both strong enough to dig the beauty off the dirty soul without getting it dusted?