// Switching gears, yet another internship. The first few weeks were terrible, no clue what the heck I was doing. I just wanted to try something different. An open portfolio, exploring my capabilities blah blah some shit like that. But when opportunities knock on your door you bloody take them. Producing a TV show or presenting one, I'm all in. Back home after the longest time and I couldn't be happier to get to travel around. And I finally get to do something relevant to my bachelors degree, a tourism project. I feel useful.
posted on Saturday, October 19, 2013
There is a cyclone that originated in Thailand, Phailin, sending storms of winds to our little island paradise, making it not so very sunny. My heart goes out to everybody affected in nearby countries, even a little blow of angry wind makes it hard for us to keep our feet on the ground, I feel terrible for those actually experiencing the whole damn thing. Stay safe people. xx
Back in Maldives, the country folks are spoilt with foul talk of an unfortunately very necessary disaster we call politics. Of course I make a few jokey tweets about it but really, I have very little interest in it. Deep down, I wish everyone would settle down so we all could get back to our normal routines no matter how impossible that sounds.
This is the time when families are on not-talking-terms because the wife accidentally bought a pair of pink shoes and the husband rather have yellow down in his pillows. Little kids yell out campaign slogans unaware of what their parents are brain feeding them. Everybody is at their dirtiest, little games of mockery and hundred dollar bills, who will win the posture? Will they have to share, the throne for one, the crown for the other?
Diverting attention to something more auspicious, Eid Mubarak to everyone, may you have a joyous Eid.
posted on Wednesday, October 16, 2013
You don't realize the tranquility in people watching from a Café in Paris on a rainy day until you've actually done it. There's nothing like having a good coffee and French pastry or even a burger as you look through the window and you see all these people just mingling about. And then it starts to rain and the whole street just empties up leaving you to gaze at the beautiful colonial buildings doused in the pouring rain. When the rain transits into drizzle, a few people dressed in trench coats, carrying umbrellas rush out of the cafés continuing on their own little personal adventures. Cars and motorbikes drive past, their infant roar blending into the resonance of the people's chatter "Salut! Bonjour! Comment ça va? Il fait très beau aujourd'hui". A little "Oui" here, a little "Non" there. At one point, you feel like you're in a modern French movie, a wanderer in a café surrounded by good company.
posted on Sunday, July 21, 2013
Okay I get it. I look "mature for my age". A more straight forward word would be old! I've been hearing the same shit since 1st grade! At 6, people thought I was 10. At 10, people thought I was 15. At 15, an older friend of my mom's shouted across a room full of friends and relatives, at the top of her lungs; "Are you married now? Do you have any kids?" Once, I even got mistaken as my dad's "wife" (aka my mom) when I accompanied him to my little sister's tennis tournament. How awkward was that? On a scale of 1-10 I'd give it a 1000. I wasn't sure which was more embarrassing; being called my dad's wife or my little sister's mom. But believe me as "matured" as I look, I'm still pretty much the starry-eyed, curious little girl inside, who just turned 12 and realized Barbies are for 4 year olds!
Apparently, 21 is the icing to your 'Yay I'm legal' cake. I can now head to clubs without being worried about not getting in. I'm no longer considered "amateur" at anything compared to when I turned 18. I can even adopt a child. I'm not saying I'm gonna do all that stuff but it feels great to have automatic-permission from good ol' society. Every year I make all these resolutions that I never follow. This year I made a resolution to not make a resolution. I will accept life as it is. I only want to be healthy and happy as boring as that sounds. I guess as you get older, you just kinda learn to accept reality and not unrealistic bullcrap that you made up in your head, that would probably never happen (David Bowie making me breakfast, moving to Mordor.. ) I have such great family and friends, what more is there to life? Everything else is just extra cream to my coffee: I want it but I don't need it. I'm glad I've realized that at 21.
posted on Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Funny how I sat down to design a site for my Digital Media class and ended up designing the blog instead. It's obvious by now I am a design-my-blog-every-week addict who doesn't really do a very good job at it. It's the final semester of Degree. Handed in my dissertation a month ago. Went on a class trip to Paris and Toulouse for 2 weeks. And started packing my bags already because I only have a month left to go back to Maldives. I'm not that excited it's more of a mixed feeling thing. There are many reasons for this really. One, I'm going to miss my friends here. Two, I love being on my own and as much as I love my family I dread going back to less freedom. Three, I kind of fell in love with Malaysia. Four, Maldives is way too small for me. Five, holy shit I'm gonna have to get a job and be an adult.
posted on Tuesday, July 09, 2013