Winning Competition in Dhiraagu style

We register in the competition by paying them.
We upload pictures by paying them.
We campaign by by paying them.
We vote our contents by paying them.

By some good luck one of us might win. of all few thousand peoples. and then get a prize.
But who is the real winner here:
Ladies and Gentlemen please put your hands together for ONE AND ONLY Dhiraagu.
The model Communication Service Provider in the World.

Let's start shall we?

Three years ago, I started blogging- but by midway through, the blog slowly started losing its identity.

This was started as strictly off politics blog, but writing about social and personal chronicles of people around me in couple of posts ridiculed some of my friends and created rifts between others. That created this mental argument -if I could not write about what I feel and think, what is the point of writing a blog? I could zip my mouth as well as tape my hands.

Couple of incidents above, political and civic changes that took place during last three years literally put me off blogging.

Then again whole point of blogging is to express oneself and call forth an argument hence create a productive discussion, there is no room to see if that offends anyone. It could offend people but that’s another discussion.

So let’s start again shall we?

Just because...

Just because i dont call you everynight before i sleep or even after i wake in the morning, it doesn't mean i don't remember you or i don't miss you.
Or Just because i dont complain about every single thing, that doesnt mean i'm contented or i dont have any complains.
Everything isn't just what you see.

effing friends i call them

effin' friends I call them. you help them; you lie to your parents for them. you tell all your secrets to them. you stay with them when they need you. you know they would flunk in the exams and that’s why you do their assignments for them even if that costs you your sleep and you are going to miss your class next morning. you take their cigar packs with you to save their butt even if you know that its your butt now on the line.

in short, you save them from *hit loads.

and how do they repay you?

by screwing up your life in one second flat.

survival of the fittest!!

Maldivian boys(hormone imbalanced adult males included) are fighting over the female species(which according to the some researches are twice in population than that of the males).
two weeks back one was stabbed to death. like they wanna impress the females by showing how superior they really are even if that is to kill the other competing males.
open any random daily news paper you will see new(yet another) fighting for the survival of the fittest- to get a chance to win a mating session with the female i suppose!

update: could not help but wondering why not do something amazing like this in Maldives and instead of the killing and stabbing.....
Teenagers with a £56 camera and latex balloon have managed to take stunning pictures from 20 miles above Earth.

Proving that you don't need Google's billions or the BBC weather centre's resources, the four Spanish students managed to send a camera-operated weather balloon into the stratosphere.

Taking atmospheric readings and photographs, the Meteotek team of IES La Bisbal school in Spanish Catalonia completed their incredible experiment at the end of February this year.

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