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CREATE THE SERVICE YOU PROVIDE #CTSYP

Recently, Maldivian resorts have started to stand out creatively. The products and resort atmosphere is quite spectacular. As guests visit the resort, local businesses also expand in nearby islands. However, all the contracts I have seen have a direct or indirect clause restricting employees from doing business on the premises. Given that the quality is maintained to pass certain standards would it be a bad idea if employees created a service or product that sells to clients? If their product ideas are successful they can sell their ideas or innovations to the company for a commission. Won't this increase creativity and give lazy people a little bit of motivation to bring out the best?  Personally, working in this field I am so tired of people saying they are only working to earn more money and that they just want to get the job done. It takes meaning from people who are there to make a difference. Whose opinions are heard but neglected? So many Maldivians give up on hard work and ...

Not Her Honeymoon (1)

 I met her at the edge of a cliff. She held her hands above her head, freely reaching for the sky. Her dark, curly hair waved voluntarily with the wind. "Click". She turned around, staring blankly at me. Her eyes were gentle and kind. Her face is naked and bare. A glow that a picture cannot justify.  I had no excuse for taking a picture of her, so I bowed down, staring at the ground, looking here and there. My heart raced fast as I hoped she wasn't upset.  I felt her gaze leave my direction, and she turned around. "Come closer", she said. I lifted my head to look at her. She stood still. This time, with her arms tied together and folded. I could only see her back; I noticed that her olive green jacket had a tear closer to her shoulder. Hesitantly, I walked towards her. As I got close enough, she turned around and leaped one step closer to me. Her eyes met mine, which were now glistening with self-confidence.  "Show me the picture," she said. Impulsivel...

Expectations

Some things excite me and make me want to do more, learn more, and become something extraordinary. However, these feelings don't last as the expectations keep growing. As human beings, we are always greedy for more. Being humble does not mean that we should lower ourselves to meet eye-to-eye with people who bring us down. Our lives must revolve around our purpose, which will determine the level of kindness and empathy that we generate. I have wanted to become an employee trainer for a long time. A company assured me that I would be selected for the job. However, I have yet to hear from them again. I texted a few days after the interview and asked about the progress of the recruitment. They said that they are waiting for the head office's approval. I was so excited that I started creating my content and plans like a teacher about to return to school after the semester break. However, to this day, I am still waiting to hear back from them. This is not a sad story. Because of that...

In a situationship

 Can you believe it? I came here thinking it was going to be easy and that it would give me that peace. It does for a while, and then it hurts the rest of the time. It feels like my heart is about to explode.  At this young age, my heart never beats uncontrollably with excitement. I am never in awe of the beauty of sunsets I keep chasing. I have never felt the happiness of just letting things be. Because I learned to be cautious, I had more anxiety. One thing is pretty straightforward, and this is not easy to say. You might even wonder if it is Haram or Halal. But I found my calm in not giving a fuck. I do not care. Therefore, I do not wonder. A bleeding man could tell me that it hurts to be stabbed; I will put my hand on his chest and give him first aid, yet in my bones, there will be no worry. For he is not me, and my pain is numb.  The poet in me wants to give a free speech—another time. I must tell you this first: I believe everything that has happened to me has happe...

Delulu is the Solulu

 I stayed in the beautiful bubble that protected me from the harsh cold world. My bubble took me to places my eyes never saw; my feet never walked on. These places never crumbled inside my bubble, and they gave me immense hope.  They say that being delusional is the solution to all of your problems. I confirm that because reality has hit me so hard, it has become challenging to move on in life. Years of watching my drug-addicted father abuse my mother have inflicted an emergency escape button on me. I pressed it so hard at thirteen that my life fast-forwarded to twenty-five. As it stays still, I look behind and am reminded of all the people, places, and dreams I have left behind.  I left behind a protective father who educated me and gave me the courage to be a fearless woman. I left behind a fantastic mother who nurtured me and showed me what patience and virtue are. Instead of evolving out of the situation, I ran away from it. Once the bubble popped, I fell so hard on t...

Coaching for Leadership

How can leaders successfully balance their responsibility for change and transformation and the requirement for security and continuity? It is Tough to do. In these three years that I have been working in Human Resources, I have met only one manager able to encourage and be that support structure for their team. Only 1 includes all the different departments of all the other places I have worked in.  Creating that balance is extremely difficult; you have deadlines to meet expectations from guests. And during high peak seasons, the pressure is unimaginable. Especially the kitchen, teams, and Front office teams are on fire. So what goes on during this period is people break their backs and are constantly doing the same thing repeatedly.  When we do the same thing repeatedly, we adapt, adjust, and learn to approach every similar situation similarly. Don't get me wrong, if the receptionist cannot handle the guest, she needs to call in a supervisor or manager; however, there is no s...

Gratitude

If you are not thankful to your creator, parents, and everything you are surrounded by, you cannot grow. I come from a middle-class family, and all my life has been about survival; I never even realized how much survival I had to do before I got to this place in my life that I am not afraid to start over any day from any situation. I was not grateful to Allah swt. I was always making dua to get something; I was praying for survival. I never made one dua because I was grateful. I always asked on the prayer mat, give me this, give me that. Never said subhanallah when making dua. Never. Because my life has never seen the top of that rock bottom, I had unstable parents who fought every second day verbally and physically. I remember days when we couldn't afford necessities, and I had to "because I am a woman" go through more than a 16-year-old can handle. That is one of the most important reasons we emphasize coaching for parents. As a parent, you might not realize the energy ...