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Today, I participated in the Child Rights Symposium organized by the Children’s Ombudsperson. It is a two day event. Papers were presented today by the Attorney General’s Office, Child and Family Protection Service, the Ministry of Education, Maldives Police Service, and the Ministry of Health.

At the end of the day the child delegates at the Symposium presented the highlights of the presentations along with their concerns and recommendations. That actually was the biggest highlight of the day.

The Child Rights Symposium is being held at the Crossroads Maldives, Event Hall.

A welcome and now permanent visitor in the living room. A constant reminder that nothing is possible by the mere presence of a thing.

It has been a long time since I have blogged. Party due to most of my ranting being on Facebook and Twitter. Partly due to the break I took after struggling with my writers’ block and the anxiety thereof.

However, I feel that the feel that the experiences that I am currently going through need to be documented and kept since these are very useful learning experiences.

Look forward to being here more often and to share my experiences, thoughts and outbursts.

Mental health day should be about visiting a family member, relative, friend or colleague who is going through a tough time,

to sit down with them and to give them dedicated quality time to listen and let them know you have heard, and respect their feelings without prejudice and judgement.

It should not be a day to talk to or about people with mental disability. It should be a day to listen to them. Give those suffering a safe space to walk into, where they will be welcome and heard by caregivers who know how.

The Ruby Arena, TRIVANDRUM: This afternoon I was having lunch with my father and step mother Hawatha. As we were in a conversation while waiting for the food to arrive, I was suddenly reminded of my first step mother Mandhatha.

The thought brought tears to my eyes. She was a wonderful person. She treated me like she treated any other of her children. She was always giving. She had so much to give. But. She never asked nor wanted anything from me.

The last time I saw her was when she was in hospital. Very ill. I put something under her pillow which I wanted her to have. I specifically remember that because she would not have allowed my if she knew. I came to Male’ after the visit hoping to return to see her. But she was gone before I could visit.

The most cherished of the memories I have of her is the goodies that she would send to us all the way from Addu. Sometimes she would send it through people. Sometimes she would bring it by herself.

Not only that. Whenever I would visit Addu she would make a feast “like a jinni” (in a flash). She would find the chicken and make a feast as for a prince. She would amass goodies to be taken. I would have to convince her I like to travel light, and finally negotiate to send it through someone going to Male’.

I missed her so badly, because I realized I never gave anything to the woman who gave so much to me.

he and she
drive fear and hatred
into you in abundance
making life unbearable

she thinks
you are not worth
nor good for anything
hatred is all she knows

he thinks
you are no use
nor good for anything
driving fear is all he knows

they define your life
your happiness and joy
they are masters of fate
who only know fear and hatred

life
is a child of fate
born of a purpose
designed by destiny

he and she
are the masters
of your fate and destiny
full of fear and hatred