Facebook is taking over everyone.

10 things I have realised while trying to find food at 3 AM.

1. No matter how many times you check the fridge, the number of items in it doesn’t increase.
2. The probability of having a creamy chocolate cake in the fridge is 0.82%.
3. The brown round things in the little box at the bottom of the fridge is not the delicious local eggs, they are potatoes.
4. Using too much eating colour (Kaakula), would ruin the hot milo you made with hard work.
5. There is no point of checking empty jars to see whether there’s anything inside.
6. There is no point of checking the oven, it’s always empty.
7. It is not possible to make Milo without spilling some of the ingredients on the table.
8. You should check whether there is any Roshi before making a delicious Rihaakuru with onions.
9. Always remember to close the lid of all the jars. If not, mum would be very angry in the morning.
10. No matter how bad the food you made is, it’s always delicious because it’s self made.

Subconscious visions

A blissful morning. Yesh!! Yesh!! After some weeks. No! Im not talking about something that I experienced physically. Yeah, an imaginary event that my mind experienced. Well sounds stupid doesn’t it? Well it doesn’t matter any way. What matters is how gratifying it can be. Don’t you think? Not every day we get up and have this feeling, this feeling of vivaciousness.

*Pats pats* Ouch! My forehead, snap back from the excitement one two three four … (breath)… sigh!

It wasn’t a hallucination and did I fantasize? no you little twit. It was deep and true. (Yeah Im having those long smiles where you need binoculars to see the end of it, perhaps a telescope :P).

Phase 1

White, white, and white. There were so much of it, it wasn’t clouds. (yeah im sorry its not a classic). Then there was my grave stone, three times my height. Also white. What does it mean? I don’t have a fucking clue. I went through the white. Felt as if I was travelling through endless white. Finally I saw another colour. Yeah a black dot. And then I change my direction towards it. The dot began to grow as I came close to it. Not more than a mile left. It looked more like a hole now. It was one. I wanted to stop before going through the hole wanted to observe. But no, I couldn’t. Something else was pushing me. And then I felt the hole pulling me towards it.

Phase 2

Black, black, and green. Greenish black. Sounds of screams invaded my very sensitive ears. Wished I had stopped from entering the hole. But it was totally out of control, totally out of this world. Felt as if it was an occult ocean filled with misery. A greenish black ocean. I wasn’t moving anymore. Felt as if I was shackled. Suddenly no more screams. A twittering sound of birds filled my ears. It was exquisite. A ray of light appeared. It was on me. I could see the end of it. It was another hole, but this time it was filled with colors. I reached out my hand. I was flying. I was approaching the hole. I felt as a bird. I felt free.

Phase 3

Red, yellow, green, blue, and violet. Yeah!! Rays of colors surrounded me. I looked down it was blue. I looked up it was violet. I looked left it was yellow. I looked right it was green. And what’s in front of me? Yeah! Red. I was happy, filled with joy. I don’t want to leave the place. Everything was over. I was in the right place. The place I wanted to be.

I was born innocent. And I shall die innocent. I had a dark spot in my life. And now Im trying to forget those days of misery. And my spectrum of hope. My blue nation. My yellow family. My green friends. And yes my love, red. And the fruits of my love, violet.

The arch of colors. The spectrum of my dreams. My heaven indeed.

My Lifes OST

Ive seen this from face book and other blogs and tought I would give it a try...
IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE LIKE?

So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button

Opening Credits: Jolene by Dolly Parton
Waking Up: Strawberry Fields Forever by The Beatles
First Day At School: Karma Police by Radiohead
Falling In Love: Aenima by Tool
Fight Song: Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds by The Beatles
Breaking Up: Rain drops are falling on my head by B.J.Thomas (Perfect match :D)
Prom: Stair Way to heaven by Led Zeppelin
Life's Okay: Wandering Stars by Portishead
Mental Breakdown: Ordinary World by Duran Duran
Driving: Imagine by John Lenon
Flashback: Pass the Marijuana by Sublime and Bob Marely
Getting Back Together: Spies by Coldplay
Wedding: I talk to the wind by King Crimson
Birth Of Child: How to save a life by The Fray
Final Battle: Just like a woman by Bob Dylan
Death Scene: Light my fire by the doors
Funeral Song: Sehnsuchnt by Rammstein (Ohh GOD)
End Credits: Perhaps Perhaps Perhaps by Doris Day

Spontaneous arent we?

We are all happy, sometimes sad, depressed, horny, hyper, wild, ….and the list goes on. What surprises me is, how extremely or rapidly our mood changes? In other words how our mood swings?

Different peoples moods swings contrasts with the others. Some may go totally mad for a simple comment while others maybe lost in his own happy thoughts. It amazes me sometimes. For one minute I may be all depressed, in a fuck life mood. But a single comment, a single thought, a single line may bring joys to life, making us more happier, more delighted.

Modern science has proved why it may cause, common reasons are lack of sleep, PMS (for girls) Depression, use of drugs or alcohol. But the utmost fact is stress. A stressful person can experience excessive or exaggerated mood swings. It also depends on the character it self, a possessive person can go easily to a fucked up mood..

The science seems to be blaming drugs and alcohol than other everyday life facts for precipitately changing moods. In my opinion it’s a question of, which came first? The chicken or the egg? Drugies and boozers seem to have mood swings. On the other hand, someone with depression or mania may use drugs to take away the pain of uncontrollable mood changes.

In my opinion moods swings occur in consequently with the personality and the events they come across in every day life. The stress levels in them. The events we come across commensurate with levels of stress. It depends how well off you are at dealing in it. The certain ways you take things. The unique point of views. How materialistic we are?

The reasons may differ, but moods are often chosen by us. They are not planned or arranged, but are chosen because we suddenly want them.

Procrastination.

This morning I got up and got ready quickly, because I had to get a lot of stuff done.I sat down at my desk to start getting my stuff done. And I spilled my coffee, so I got a sponge to clean it up and I figured I would take an extra minute to clean the whole desk, because a clean desk would help me get my stuff done. When I was finished I realized I hadn’t eaten anything and I didn’t want to be hungry while I got my stuff done. So I went to the kitchen and I was out of cereal. When I got to the groceries store, I remembered a bunch of other crapt I needed to get. And I figured I was already there so I did my shopping for the week, so I didn’t have to worry about it while I got my stuff done. When I got home I didn’t feel like cereal anymore and so I made an omelet and I did the dishes so I wouldn’t have to do them after I got my stuffs done. And then I went out to get some oil from the hardware store because my desk chair was kind of squeaky and I didn’t want to be distracted by a squeaky chair while I got my stuffs done. When I got back it was getting kind of late and I knew I wouldn’t be able to get my stuff done today. So I started watching twilights on marathon on TV. I just have to make sure I get in to bed early because I want to be well rested tomorrow so I can get my stuff done

Boredom Cancer

I sat on the end of my bed to get me the perfect view through my window. The sky was bright and blue, with few clouds, just like my pre school drawings. Days go by, week after the other. It’s said that time changes thing, but does it?

Its been a month since I have been having this wired feeling. The feeling that nothing had changed around me. You see the same faces every day same routines same food, same people to talk to. Every day I wake up and see the same old painting that I had on for a year, the same alarm clock (My mom) that I had for eighteen years. The lame wall paper in my room. And everyday I have a feeling that if today were yesterday there won’t be much of change. Everything seems to repeat it self. Everything seems so boring.

I was lost in the idea, starring at the sky when I realized that I used to sit back and think like this almost everyday. But why? Why things seem so dull and life seems so boring. Am I lacking varieties in my life? Or is this a feeling of me been lonely? I don’t believe my self as a loner though I have many friends. But still things seem so incomplete. And I had been having the same feeling for a year now. I have had the same thoughts same questions, every day.

Well I had a conversation about life been boring to a friend of mine. I concluded that, it’s a new disease or so. I call it the boredom cancer and a lot of people seem to have it. Everyone has a cure for it. But it’s as difference as the uniqueness of our personalities. It’s for them to find the missing pieces of their own puzzle.

When it comes to me, I’m so lost. I can’t find the missing pieces. I don’t even know what they are. Yup that’s me lost in the state of being alive. Maybe I’m just thinking too much. It’s just difficult to sit around when I’m having a feeling of incompleteness in me. That’s making me worry about it.

Dreams

Dreams are the experience of envisioned images, sounds, or other sensations during sleep. The events of dreams are often impossible or unlikely to occur in physical reality, and are usually outside the control of the dreamer. But why? Why is it so real? I had two dreams last night. A nightmare and a typical movie scene with my crush. And it’s running around my mind like a colony of ants. Well all of this made me go and do a little reading about it.

Well most researchers believe that dreams occur when you are in the REM (Rapid eye moment) state of sleep. It’s the state of sleep in which brain activity is most like wakefulness and that’s when dreams are strongest. Humans spend 6 years dreaming and that’s 2 hours a night. Wow!! That’s a lot of days. But the thing is that we won’t remember all of it, in fact a tiny little fraction of it you’ll remember. And it varies person to person.

According to my religion dreams happen. And psychodynamic interpretation of dreams has been practiced and there are books about it available in stores. And prophet’s dreams are considered as “Vahee” (Message from Allah). The dreams that you see after Ishaa and before Fathis can be believed. Others are just dreams of Satan it seems.

Well mom’s theory, is that dreams have a meaning. And according to her the longest dream is about 7 seconds long. That’s very short. If we spend 2 hours dreaming every night that’s (120 / 7) 17 dreams a night. And well she has some meanings about seeing dead people or relatives.

The most common emotion experienced in dreams is anxiety. Negative emotions are more common than positive feelings. The difference of ethics seems to play a major part in emotions felt in dreams. (According to some guys researches.) And a majority of people seems to have aggressive natures of dreams.

All in all it’s something that we don’t know much about. But the nightmare fell so real and scary it woke me up in the middle of the night. And I had a strange feeling, a high heart beat rate. I felt spine tickles. Well good thing I wasn’t a scared cat. I just thought about it and read the Dhua in my Islam book, good thing I learned it. And blew three times to my hand and rubbed it against my body. (That’s something to do if we see nightmares)

Well the next dream was great. Well I was out on the street (Sosun Magu) with Aisha (not the real name). It was raining, the streets were quite and peaceful. And the whole place was dark. I took a cigarette lit it up (It was raining though but I was smoking too). I walked her home which is near Maaveyo Magu. I took the Ameenee Magu. And we talked a lot on our way, had some kissing sessions on the way too (It was on the street but no people around). Somewhere at the back of my head I remember eating chips too. (I know, rain and chips! how the hell can they bond). And that’s what I remember of my dream. Well I was awake around 4:30, and then I heard Bangi, got up prayed and got back on the bed (Lazy me).

Still I have no idea what it meant to me and what future predictions it gives. This morning I was completely occupied about it, though I was in a business workshop at school. The things felt so real, I sometimes feel like it really happened. Well hope that I get to make the movie scene a reality.