Once someone asked me, what you would prefer for people to call you, pretty one or bright one? Without much hesitate I said pretty one Then she asked why? Your such an intelligent person. According to her, she would prefer people calling her bright one. Its cos when she was young she was the pretty one in class or neighborhood or anywhere she goes. She is from Austria, her mother is from Korea, so she was the mixed kid with a pretty face. Thereon I gave a thought about it. Why? I am a beautiful and intelligent person. (those people who know about me would know better) why would I prefer to be called pretty rather than bright? At a young age, I was the girl with no identity. I was dark skin and I had mosquito wounds all over my hands and legs. My mom used to put a lot of white powder on me to make me light skinned. I was the girls who are covered in full cloths because I had wounds all over me. Once, in an evening we were going around visiting people. While...
Once again I see my life taking on its own path, The plans I had for my life are simple. Spend a year in Maldives, work in an international organization like UNDP to bring development to the unattained area of the country. To build a project which gives sustainability to the islands. Spend time on own works like designing clothes and building up business. Try to build up a network to earn some extra money. ( at one of the workshop, they asked me what's your dream, I thought about it for a while and I was like I always want to be a designer. Making dresses for people, it gives such a warm good feeling. One day I want to be one of the recognized designers of Maldives. I haven't studied about it but its a talent I got from my mom) Anyway, lets see where is my life now. I am working in a hospital as a media and public relations person. The job is great I like working there, but it is busy as hell. Rarely I get time to do my own things or ho...