Listen up, y’all! I’m gonna tell ya ’bout gettin’ one of them Maldives ID cards, ya hear? It ain’t rocket science, but there’s some things ya gotta know. Now, I ain’t no fancy lawyer or nothin’, just tellin’ it like it is, the way I understand it.
First off, sounds like you gotta go through this thing called the “Department of National Registration”. Sounds official, huh? They got a website and all, but I ain’t gonna give you no address, ya gotta find that yourself. Heard tell they got an office too, somewhere in a tower, sounds high-falutin’ to me.
Now, to get this card, ya gotta fill out a form. They say you can do it online, if you’re one of them tech-savvy folks, or you can get a paper one. Either way, you gotta give ’em your info, I reckon. Name, where you live, all that jazz. Probably gotta tell ’em how old you are too, though why they need to know that is beyond me.

- Fillin’ out the form: online or on paper, your choice.
- Givin’ ’em your info: name, address, the whole shebang.
- Waitin’ around: ’cause nothin’ happens fast, does it?
Once you’ve done sent in that form, ya gotta wait. Ain’t nothin’ fast in this world, ‘cept maybe gossip. They’ll look at your stuff, make sure you ain’t no troublemaker, I guess. Then, if you’re lucky, they’ll say you can get your card.
Now, how do you get the darn thing? Well, seems you can go to this Vaadhoo Council place, whatever that is. Or maybe you can go straight to that National Registration place. Sounds like you gotta have a letter if you’re pickin’ it up for someone else. Can’t just be waltzin’ in there grabbin’ any ol’ card, ya know. Got to have permission, like borrowin’ sugar from your neighbor.
Heard some folks sayin’ you might need this card if you’re in another country, like Malaysia, and gotta deal with somethin’ back home in the Maldives. Bank stuff, legal stuff, who knows? Sounds like a pain in the neck to me, all this paperwork and carryin’ cards around. Back in my day, we just knew everybody, didn’t need no fancy cards.
This whole internet thing, it’s somethin’ else. They do everything online now. Applications, renewals, the whole kit and caboodle. Makes me dizzy just thinkin’ ’bout it. But I guess that’s the way the world’s goin’, gotta keep up or get left behind, like a stray dog on a dusty road.
Now, I ain’t sayin’ it’s easy to get this Maldives ID card, and I sure ain’t sayin’ it’s hard. It just is what it is. You gotta follow the rules, jump through their hoops, and then, maybe, you’ll get what you need. And remember, if you’re gettin’ it for someone else, you gotta have that letter. Don’t go forgettin’ that, or you’ll be makin’ a wasted trip.
So, there ya have it. That’s all I know ‘bout gettin’ a Maldives ID card. Hope it helps ya out. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I gotta go tend to my chickens. They ain’t gonna feed themselves, ya know. And that’s a whole lot simpler than dealin’ with all this government rigmarole.
One more thing, don’t go losin’ that card once you get it. Sounds like a whole heap of trouble to get a new one. Keep it safe, like your grandma’s good china. You only get one, so you gotta make it last. Ain’t like a loaf of bread, you can’t just go buy another one whenever you want.
And that’s the truth, as I see it. Now go on, get yourself that ID card if you need it. And don’t come cryin’ to me if you mess it up, ’cause I already told you everything I know.