Signature of Sorrow: I see the buildings crumble and children stumble words we mumble as our thoughts stay jumbled in this deceptive jungle,stench and decays array evidence stays where the children played no need to practice proper grammar some things hit like a colossal hammer is it the end or just myself when I sin leaking my hymns and speaking through pens my vision need not alter even if its inner in the end of it all our fate is the winner continuous sinners complimentary dinners I float on wings of degradation my mind sings of desperation for separation this world we know is consumed by desolation different cultures wanting reparation its hot out side my glass amasses condensation induce a mass of concentration stroll down my path of silence in the forest I see myself & no violence where's my chorus? melodic angelic relics envelop my hellish self whether its the judgment or a storm unfelt its becomes a dream as the scenes vanish my breathing starts and heart slows so now I panic. Peace, Love & Unity.

Silent Servant: A tear captured memory trickles down his face reflecting his Somali soul, a void un-occupied space the story in his eyes cry pain of being an outcast he keeps running away from his haunting past gazing in a dew of doom with seeds of sadness sown and a frown of tremble lips with fear fused in place pondering life's sea bed anchored to his past tied a midst the ravage from a storm that was cast his severed future fell flat; he picks up the pieces to store them in a jar whilst settled pain increases living content in a coma that wasn't meant to last, memories haunt him projected through glass jars, it's all he has left a comfort that boils up his scars holding a love that's gone, he just can't let go but while it remains with him; a light in side can't glow deaf to the outside drowned out whispers from afar then the safety coast aspires as the tide recedes passive waves clash to sooth a broken heart that bleeds they over spill and mount his deck, his ship begins to sink relieved from his sleep, a choked past begins to drink the waters calm his mind and breathe life of a hopeful seed he left all his past behind him, he now harbours a clean boat striving for a Promised Land and heads toward the coast glancing behind to where his former pain had died his eyes twinkle bright to shine the life he has in side with sails set high on life, he cruises happily afloat. To My Somali People...Just Hang in there and Everything is going to be alright Insha Allah. Peace, Love & Unity.

Originally posted by Viking: because they sat back and hoped he'd get them out of every mess every time he played. Last season he came out and said the same thing and encouraged them to express themselves either with him or without him and I believe he helped Van Persie become the vital player that he is today to the team and like he said in his farewell article, Van Persie will be the most important player of the team now and his teammates will look up to him for inspiration and I am sure he (Van Persie) is relishing the opportunity to step out of the monumental shadows of Titi and be the player that we all know he can beas he's already shown last season how devastating he can prove to be when in the mood just like the great man himself. Let's talk about Adebayor a bit here, I believe next season he will finally come of age and start becoming a reliable goal scorer as this coming season is his make or break season and I hope he finishes off half of the chances he gets and for the sake of Africa I hope he will go on to have a long and successful career at Arsenal. Salam Aleikum W.W Peace, Love & Unity.

Salam Aleikum W.W Was it the Old Beetle? lol Salam Aleikum W.W Peace, Love & Unity.

Smile For Me: Written By: Bobo for Aisha. Rain drops don't change the emotion that stands still when i'm looking deep into the picture of God's will i fill up with loyalty, trust and a more valuable dignity whispery voices in dreams talk of what (?) did for me in all honesty, lately things in my life don't sit alone the voices in my head are talking in a different tone clouds above grow apart the sun shines on my face a brand new day I stand at a starting line of a new race at a new place, this world seems unique with quality love, hope, truth in your eyes I see positive variety found purity to a poisoned soul with constant distress one (?) from your lips I opened my eyes to happiness wont wish on a shooting star & place our love in God's hands hold you tight & tell you I love you...make sure you understand I'll do whatever I can to make forever not a conversation a fortune that happened between two love birds destination perfect communication even though we don't always see eye to eye we both know if there's a problem for I you'll be there for I and I, would do the same to ease the negative soil on the foundation cause you taught me what you create is a more beautiful creation smile for me my most beloved, show me the trust inside... that's happily alive. show me your perfect smile... each day I wake up to more dark clouds but i look at your picture remember all the good times we've had an a smile starts to figure i put my finger on your face inside a frame touching you softly you're the angel at my side so I believe this love is truly Godly God gave me a life i'm enjying in general but all of the sudden things changed for the better when I met you I started waking up for something craving for the cuddling, obsessed with the happiness I see I give you knowing in my heart I love you more than life and the feeling is true i'd say 'I Do', but we're too young to get married and start a family so I bought you a promise ring & I thought you can pretend with me! I Love You... I told you...I'll make you smile again.

Originally posted by raula: BTW msalimie bobo sawa, Msalimie Ayub pia na mambie nime miss yeye sana. No saxib. I just wanted to see how fast my new motor at the time could go. Went over a small bump and nearly lost control. No more speeding on the motorway after that. A conservative 110mph had to do North....one thing I found out is that if you are a speed fanatic like myself here, you better do it with a German car than your unreliable Japanese automobiles...nothing beats the stability the German cars offer you not to mention how good they will make you look... Zafir...uhmmm...Haa Fiiri, waxaan maqlay inaad meesha ku qortay een...een...maxaa la dhahaa...een...war maxee eheed waxee idheheen wuu qoray? Lol Sxb feel free to say whatever you like in my posts...you don't have to delete anything... Salam Aleikum W.W Peace, Love & Unity.

Originally posted by nuune: As my friend Bob said, Henry is overrated, I don't believe he was the greatest player in premiership standard or even CL standard, most of his time in Arsenal was shattered by injuries, the hard work was done by his colleagues, he had some mini-adventurous with Arsenal and his goal-scoring abilities has to be acknowledged too, but he wasn't the greatest and that is why he left Arsenal so he can become the greatest in somewhere else, he failed Arsenal, and the fans equally! Nuune, I didn't say he was overrated, I just echoed a statement some guys said a while back but if you want to know what I think of Thierry Henry then he is simply the greatest player ever to play in the Premier League and this is not a statement made by an Arsenal fan but a legitimate one considering his statistics in the 8 years he spent in England and like it or not the truth of the matter is Premier League fans never seen a more complete striker than your average 18 yard area Predators as he scored all kinds of goals and boy did he made them look so simple. in my opinion he was underrated and he deserved to win Fifa World Player of the year more than one occasion and I am totally convinced he would've done so had he been playing in the Serie A or La Liga, the only two leagues the World Player of the Year to have been chosen from since its inception. Nuune, How do you define failure? The guy is Arsenal's all time leading goal scorer and he finished top scorer more than any player in the History of the premier league and won PFA and Football Writer's Player of the year three consecutive times which is unheard of before him and Arsenal would've never achieved that historic 49 Games UNBEATEN run without Thierry Henry and statistics would suggest the same as he won more games for us than any other player in the squad and not only did he score 30 goals that season but also created 20 goals for his teammates which I believe will never be surpassed just like I believe his 226 goals for Arsenal will never be broken and ina aabow if that is not a successful club career then Pele & Maradona must also have been overrated in your opinion! Nuune, give credit where its due, its not a shame to like Crouch more than Henry as I understand loyalty and stuff but for me what you saying is like hearing myself arguing that Adebayor is better than the legendary Ian Rush simply because I am an Arsenal fan. Salam Aleikum W.W Peace, Love & Unity.

Salam Aleukm W.W My brother North, I don't think Titi's departure will only affect Arsenal but also the image of the Premier League and it wont be too long before you see the entertainment value and the exciting surrounding the whole premier league losing few brownie points, after all he was voted as the favourite of the premier league fans around the world more than once and as they say Premier League's loss is La Liga's gain. Do you honestly believe Drogba would've even had a smell of finishing as the top scorer had Henry been little bit lucky with the injury front and when did you last seen a player needing only 20 goals to be the top scorer of the league? Henry was the last player to score 30 goals in the premier league and he holds the record of assists with cool 20 assists in one season and he was supposed to be a striker! Like I said a while ago he was arguably the greatest player to ever grace the premier league and Steven Gerrard, Michael Owen and Allan Shearer all echoed the same statement when asked about Thierry Henry, after all when you score 226 CLASSIC goals in 300+ games you know your legendary status is forever sealed and that is exactly what Thierry Henry will forever remain to all the Arsenal fans around the world and as an Arsenal fan myself, I can only wish him well because he has done so much for us and made us touch the heavens with our hands more than one occasion. How would I remember Thierry Henry? apart from being remembered as Arsenal's greatest goal scorer and our living LEGEND, I would always remember him as the man who made habit of scoring extra ordinary goals and yet look them seem ordinary. Good Bye Vavoom. Salam Aleikum W.W Peace, Love & Unity.

I thought Henry was overrated according to many of you so-called football fans and some of you even went as far as saying Arsenal played better without him and now that he's gone you are quick to change tune...What happened? I had to get that out of the way as soon as possible. Now...my brother Northerner Arsenal has been there before Thierry, as great as he was for the club and the English Premier League we will bounce back. Personally...i expect Fabregas to leave and join him at his hometown club of Barcelona as well...We will bounce back after few years in the Wilderness...We are too great and too big to become an average team because of couple of players... Arsenal.......G-U-N-N-E-R-S-! Salam Aleikum w.w Peace, Love & Unity.

I'm glad to see you enjoy spoken word as much as you enjoy seeing the back of Henry..lool Nice poem my brother and thanks for sharing it with us...me in particular... Salam Aleikum W.W Peace, Love & Unity.

I should beat the "Embarrassment" out of this old and sickly PC...this is becoming quite a circus as i keep on double-posting when one would be just fine....some disturbed child would accuse me of doing it intentionally but that is what you expect to happen when you interact with more than 3 Somali individuals at any given moment. My Sister Dh & Dh...Sorry...(Again) Salam Aleikum W.W

LoooooooooooooooooooooooooooL....The ancient land of Egypt is not only full of amazing archiology relics but apparently crazy people who would do anything anything for a quick buck or should i say Egyptian pound. Dhucdhuch iyo Dheylo....nice article...I love these sort of stories...it shows you how fickle humans are.... Salam Aleikum W.W Peace, Love & Unity.

Originally posted by Awlugeeye: Bob, one of my boy did a bungee jump lately when he was vacationing in South Africa.I suspect it was Bloukrans bridge in Plettenberg Bay.I doubt I could do that in a million years. Stoic...Wacha? That bridge is more than 200 meters high and I believe it's the highest in the world and after seeing it you will probably have a change of heart as its sane just to think about jumping off such height all in the name of 'Adventure'. BOB, I usually tell my western counterparts that where I hail from, it is an achievement in itself JUST to be alive (life in Kibera and the whole Nairobbery is dangerous enuf man). Viking...Niaje beste...long time no see. Yeah you're absolutely right Kibera is one of the poorest and the roughest ghettos in the whole world and I laugh when i used to listen to these pot-head Rappers going on about how hard their 'hood is when in truth it would've been Heaven on earth to any of us let alone those poverty stricken people in Kibera. BTW, I saw a piece on the news about teenagers in SA "train-surfing". Now that's some dangerous shyte there! Is life in the townships getting mundane? it is the latest entertainment for the school kids from Soweto and its crazy how popular it has become so quickly amongst the school going kids and now they even compete against each other as a school tournament where every kid would represent the colours of his school and believe it or not they are doing it not for the excitement or for glory or even fame but for GIRLS...just to impress girls! Damn...Girls and what they do to us man...and they think we have it easy. (Ceel Caafimaad in Kista remmember, same buddy, locals claim that the spring has a healing properties just as the Kista folks thought about their Ceel caafimaad). My brother Baashi Kismayo is being raped brutally once AGAIN Bleeding from the forceful entry & groaning with PAIN. Hatred flourished for they planted it with hands that have blood STAIN. Mourning mothers wonder who instigated this and what they’d GAIN. While fathers fuel the fire that burn down the legacy of my city’s SLAIN. The earth bears the burden of guilt instead of a long awaited GRAIN. My heart is heavy with sorrow for I know not one to heal my deep-rooted PAIN. I wipe away my tears of love for my deflowered beloved QUEEN. The most beautiful & beloved of all cities you will always REMAIN. Even if they burn you beyond recognition and bury you beneath a rubble of a MOUNTAIN. I thought i should get that out of my chest as soon as possible before it choked me. All you guys have lived in more than one country. That's more than I've ever done! Mc Xamar that's the whole point of being a universal nomad...I thought you knew that by now especially after being around the Somalis as long as you have . Another recent experience although not as daring as paragliding was horse riding in Iceland, beautiful scenery and at times difficult terrains as you saying Iceland is as beautiful as my Kismayo? :mad: dodging bullets, drunk drivers, traffic camera lights, corrupted police and tanted food... is my daily nitmare..! Rudy sorry homeboy but if it is your nightmare it has become our daily dose of reality where we never know when its going to be our turn to catch the express train to Akhira. Easy on the obsession with white this and white that though. Ngonge, I sound like Farrakhan wannabe heh? saying White-man this...White-woman that zillion times perminute. that is what I call a Nomad's adventure. Yoniz the world would call it "Survival" while we rightly call it an Adventure! Bobby, good to see you back akhi. Hope all is well in SA IA. My brother North, all is well Alxamdulillaah Thanks for asking...pass my Salam to the family Insha Allah. Driving down the M1 at 130 mph was probably the last bit of adventure one had. I bet you thought you were Schumi on his final lap to win the Championship... BOb, Wonderful read, Thanks for sharing, Where is your adventure story...about when you went to Greece to discover your birth name was Xanthus instead of Xaliimo? :cool: Salam Aleikum W.W Peace, Love & Unity.

Salam Aleikum W.W to you all my dear brothers & sisters...sorry for my belated response...the weekned thing got in the way...loool Originally posted by Urban: I don't think I've ever seen a black person bungee jumping before. Looking back at my life.. LooL @ Urban...well i have and it was my first time too just as it was my first time to see a Black mamba...I saw it couple of times before at the zoo but seeing it unrestricted by any barriers was very special moment and i was overwhelmed and amazed at the same time by the sheer size of the undisputed heavy weight champion of the mother continent. Do we look like white folks to you? Your Royal Highness Athena, No you're not a white folk but tantalizing chocolate coloured yet sweet caramel flavoured beauty known to most and me as Somali. So Madam, how is your Kingdom? I've read on Baashi's Waxaa La Yiri weekly tabloid magazine that all the employees at your castle laid their tools down and walked out because you are way too demanding and now you want me to find cheap African labourers for you! Care to either own up or deny the rumour? ...by the way thank God you're intelligent enough to know never to fall for one of those adrenaline junkie boys thats why you are the only person I know who is less adventurous than I (in other words you're more coward than...ahem ahem, yeah...me) which is why you've got a great chance of seeing your grandkids grow old otherwise you wouldn't consider riding the metro as the ULTIMATE adventure now, would you? . Nomads arent known for their cowardiness so a grown man such as yourself should always have an aura of fearlessness. When He roars, the jungle is silent and trembles with terror. The air in his cheeks should impart a thundering roar whilst thumping his chest. Puffing his chest out, he strides off in search of his mate. Oh well! My most beloved sister Dh & Dh, the nomads started cowering the day their nomad princesses stopped being their nomad self...see women used to be impressed by the testosterone boys if you like just like my buddy here but the so-called 21st century fairies of nowadays prefer to know how much you got in the bank and how much is the limit of your credit card... Experience taught me that no sane girl will ever fall for you for beating her brother up like you were an amateur panel beater and as a Somali I know bravery only leads to a hail of bullets and violent death...so I would rather be a calculating coward than a lionhearted statistic after all most girls would prefer to hear how desperate you're for their affection rather than how many street brawls you started, my point is, playing Cigal Shidaad pays trust me on that even if you are as old as a tortoise which is the reason why my wife of many moons considers me to be the best husband in the whole wide world and she even goes as far as calling me 'Sunshine' when in truth my complexion is darker than dark even after I bleached my skin multiple times and the best part of it all is when we play hide and seek she never manages to find me especially after I close my mouth with its set after set of goofy tooth like I was a Piranha and cover my shining and baldhead with my tired but trusted turban that I bought from Maldives in our honeymoon. :cool: I once had a fascination with skydiving and would like to do that. But i have people like you surrounding me,who would not even accompany me on a hot air-balloon ride , so this adventurous gal will IA try skydiving one day. PS. not trying seafood doesnt make me less adventurous right? You bet I wont accompany you because I have no intention of taking up skydiving as a habit so sorry my dearest Buuxo. Now, not trying seafood is indeed less Adventurous...I remember how my mother disliked cooking any seafood for us and in her absence couple of my sisters took up her habbit and now don't even touch anything from the sea or chicken be it an egg or meat PEROID. The hardest part was the wait actually not knowing when you going to be dropped and your legs dangling outside means you feel like you’re about to fall of the thing...let’s just say my stomach couldn’t handle that now that is a sight that would've definitely given me a sore ribs from laughter after seeing Puuja dangling from a balloon screaming her lungs out "Allah Hooyooy Allah Aaboow" the most adventure I can handle is eating all kinds of exotic food that my folks call bahalo...as for heights I wareer even looking at a tall building samada iska soo tuur iskaba daaye Reer Baadiye...hiyo ni tapia ya washamba...KKKkkkkk I'm trying to imagine you standing at the door of a plane getting ready to jump from 25000 feet. LooooL. Salam Aleikum W.W Peace, Love & Unity.

Don't get me wrong, I love adventure enough to sit in front of the TV for hours and watch white folks torture themselves and I love swimming too, after all I was born in Kismayo, however, I am not doqon enough to tempt fate cause I firmly believe if Allah s.w meant for me to swim amongst the sharks and sea snakes he would've made me one but he didn't and there is a good reason why. Can you imagine how heartbroken my beloved would be after they tell her how I was eaten alive by bunch of hungry sharks at Shark Bay down in Mother City (Kaap Stad) or mauled to death by pride of lions at Skukuza in Kruger? I get goose pumps just thinking about it, it will be a tragedy if I were to depart from this world without fathering couple of babies to inherit all the crazy stuff that I have been writing down for almost a decade now and above all it will be sad to Bobo (my godson) who is already head-over-heels in love with my unborn future daughter, he calls her Aisha...talk about an active imagination! He's only 4 years old and I promise you this kid would've still been smarter than me at the age of 10 never mind four. he knows the make of the cars of each of us drives including his daddy's. Adventure, you say, my great grandparents were camel herders why not emulate them and walk for days and nights following that promising dark cloud in the horizon or if you want to denounce our nomadic roots we can go for a walk at the beach or ride a rollercoaster or perhaps go to the countryside and buy a fresh game meat from the Muslim farmers or better if you are in the mood for an indoor adventure we can have the adventure of our lives right in our bedroom without being the lunch or the dinner of some bloody overrated carnivores. Anyway, I am happy to report that my friend did jump and he was lucky the rope didn't decide to go to vacation on him and I REFUSED to go inside a cage and "Experience The Most Breathtaking Moment of My Life" by swimming with sharks after couple of days but sadly I will have to live with the label of being a coward for the rest of my life but being the streetwise nomad that I am, I told my buddy if he ever mentions it to my teasing brothers and cousins he can forget visiting me again ever as I wont send his ungrateful behind a visa next time he craves for African adventure and I took him to a football match as a bribe between Barcelona and our local champions Mamelodi Sundown from the capital where we watched the goofy genius getting down to the local groove to the delight of the thousands of spectators who came out to support the good cause (yeah right, I went there simply to watch Ronaldinho so SoMa_InC would stop bragging to me about watching him so close). Ati bungee jump, doesn't he know the reason why nomads don't make a great fighter jet pilots or astronauts is there are always people like me who believe those kind of jobs are best left for white folks as they love to commit suicide more than any race on the planet...as nomads we got no interest whatsoever in Mars or what's on the moon, we got all we need right in this planet, we got camels right here don't we. That is probably why you will never hear a nomad claiming to have been kidnapped by an Alien for we are intelligent enough to differentiate between BULL and SHIIDH. PS. Please share your most recent adventurous whether crazy or straight up boring like mine. Salam Aleikum W.W Peace,Love & Unity.

Salam Aleikum W.W I always knew that there was a good and logical reason why Allah s.w chose yours truly to be born and bred in Africa otherwise who knows, maybe I would've been long dead by now after being bitten by a Black mamba or even perhaps eaten alive by a great white shark or worse bungee jumped to an early grave but as you can tell none of those tragedies I have mentioned above has happened to me so far and I pray to almighty that they never do indeed Insha Allah. See, being an African is easy compared to our European cousins who seem to be oblivious to the dangers that exist within the unforgiving African jungle where danger is looming where you least expect and deaths stalks the inhabitants constantly. I recently went to a Safari with my visiting friend from US and I couldn't believe what the European tourists that we were travelling with asked of our driver and tour guide to do after we spotted a fully grown hungry and hunting Black Mamba, few of them wanted to get closer and snap few shots away! Getting closer to a black mamba? Excuse my Urdu, but are you retarded? Do you even know how dangerous this snake is? As I suspected our European guests didn't know a thing about what type of snake it was and whether it was venomous or not, black mamba is arguably the most dangerous snake in the whole world and here we are contemplating on getting closer to the bloody thing. Plus it's the only snake in the world that attacks anything in its sight instead of your usual snakes that only bite in self defence, its said the Black mamba is the only snake in the world that is territorial and it will attack and hunt down anything that steps into its domain including humans and once it attacks, you might as well lie down, safe your energy and pray to your maker as there is no way in the world that you can out run it as its faster than Osafa Powell (the world's fastest man) and god forbid, once it catches up with you, not only will it bite you once just like your ordinary snakes but multiple times and you are the luckiest nomad in the whole world if you make it to three minutes...and here we have naïve tourists who suggested to get closer to the "beautiful snake". Thanks to the professionalism of our tour guide who politely explained how unwise it would be to tempt fate and we swiftly moved on to our original target which was a lioness and her cubs and again they wanted to get out of the vehicle and take few photos of the continent's most dangerous carnivore! I asked myself what on earth was I thinking when I accepted to travel with bunch of Italians and Austrians who were visiting Africa for the first time, the ring leader was this loud Juve mad, pizza loving, Rooney look-alike Italian and I told him straight to his face that once he stepped out of the vehicle he can forget about seeing Juve play in the Serie A again ever and that was the last time he suggested to commit suicide at our expense and soon he and my friend began discussing about the three F's that Italians and most red hot blooded males around the world love to discuss about, Ferrari, Football and of course Females and once my friend told him that we were Somali he went on and on about Somali people and how he would one day love to visit his great grandfather's grave in Somalia...(Yeah Right). We made our way to Victoria Falls and my friend wanted to try his hands with bungee jump and I suggested to him that he should write down his will before they bound his feet together and literally push him of the cliff and tell his family that I had nothing to do with it. See, I am happy being a nomad who doesn't envy the adrenaline filled life style of the white folks and I swear I have no business in jumping off a cliff FOR FREE while still sane and if they ever try to tell you BOB got lost while climbing mount Everest for charity and he is unaccounted for or he went to skydiving or even went to swim with great white sharks just to show how adventurous he is, know whoever is giving you that update is LYING. Salam Aleikum W.W Peace, Love & Unity.

Salam Aleikum W.W My Brother Rokko...how are you doing...long time heh.. I agree Hamilton looks every bit part of the real deal and they are already comparing him to Schumi (which is typical English Media,you would say) and some are going as far as predicting him to be the "The Best Ever" and only time will tell whether he is going to be a one season wonder or if he's going to fulfill his huge potential. I guess we should enjoy watching him smash record after record while we still can, it certainly feels great to go to Kayalami now and nobody wonders whether you are a lost Blackman or indeed a F1 fan...thanks to him and as Cedric the Entertainer would say "Hamilton...My Cousin" lol Salam Aleikum W.W Peace, Love & Unity.

:mad: :mad: :mad: ...Don't you hate when this happens to you? (Double Post)

Salam Aleikum W.W Why is it always that those who know the least tend to criticize Islam? because in honest to god I believe if my brother Peacenow knew as little as me about Islam he would never have boasted about being a non-Muslim. I am the first one to admit that there are bad Muslims everywhere and within every society be it arabs or non arabs who use the name of Islam to enhance their phoney and evil agendas by ALWAYS misinterpreting the holy Qur'an and the traditions of the prophet Muhammad p.b.u.h BUT its UNFAIR and UNJUST to blame the religion of Islam for the short coming of very few who, to begin with, went stray from the Islamic principles just like it will be unfair for us, the muslims, to blame Christianity for all the death and destruction the so-called Christians caused from the Crusaders to Bush but as a Muslim, can I point my finger and say that all white people are Evil cuase if we do then we will sound like the followers of Luis Farrakhan and the nation of Islam and please, black people are just as evil too, come to South Africa and I will personally introduce you to a whole neighbourhood that does not believe a bit that you are a "Black", it happens to me everyday where I am reminded of my facial features... hair, nose etc...so i stopped calling myself "Black" a long time ago, I'm SOMALI from SOMALIA...full stop. Lately, it seems it has become a trend to criticize Islam, especially amongst the born and raised Muslims and some even go as far as denying the existence of God almighty and call themselves Atheist, ask yourself this, what does a mere nomad know about an Atheism when such word doesn’t even exist in your language? its beyond logic why one would deny the existence of a higher being who controls what no other can even control…I just hope they wont say certain countries run the universe like a shop and make it pitch dark night when they feel like it and bring the day light back by making the sun rise when they get tired of the darkness of the night because that is utterly ridiculous and gigantically stubidh. I’m yet to meet a so-called Atheist and I pray I never do cause I would rather meet a donkey as its far smarter for it believes the existence of God...its just plain MONKEY BUSINESS. Salam Aleikum W.W Peace, Love & Unity.

Salam Aleikum W.W What? Warror of Light is getting married? What about me? What happened to us? lool...just kidding...Sistee Wa Das'lam...C-O-N-G-R-A-T-U-L-A-T-I-O-N-S Mungu akupe kheri Insha Allah na afanye weddingyako never lasting one with wonderful watoto as many as you can have Insha Allah. Now...don't forget to send me a VIP invitation and even after the invitation...i will attend your wedding only on one condition...if you promise to hand me over all the "Soryo" money and beg me to hand it around to the relative folks . Oooooh....Qantas..oh sorry...I meant Sundus or was it Xanthus...I never disappeared even after being married for 27 years to the same Xaliimo I'm still here...so Cheer up and wish our Das'lam Princess the best...you said you're the Burco Princess and she's the Das'lam Princess Salam Aleikum W.W Peace, Love & Unity.

Originally posted by amatillah: u Serious man Of course NOT. Bob Geesi ayaad tahay saaxibow. I would say hi to her but I don't really know which one is which. If you want to say hi to every girl in Boroma, sure I can do that. I could just say, hey, 'Bob said hi'. You mean Fulley aa tahay? because that's a word that i'm more familiar with...Bilcaantaad igu Salaami ha ahaato mid quruxsan, maybe the prettiest in the entire Borama city, she's one who never bleached her body...Yeah that one. Safar Salama My Brother...and bring back some pictures...just to keep the latest SOL trend going...you know what I mean Salam Aleikum W.W Peace, Love & Unity.

Miskiin... Filinkaas maa noo keentay hadana inaa na weediiso Ciyaalka Xaafaada? but then again dadka isku nasiib ma aha...qaar aan weligood maqalin meel af soomaali looga hadlaayo... shaqsi ahaan...af soomaaliga wuxu luqadeyda koowaad ahaa illaa iyo maalintaan dhashay illaa iyo hada...gurigeyga waxaa looga hadlaa af soomaali, saaxibadeyna waxaan af soomaali aheyn kuma wada hadalno xittaa kuwa aanan weligod Soomaaliya arag...waaba hilmaami rabaa labada xabo ee af sawaaxiliga aan Kenya ku bartay. Peace, Love & Unity.

Rashid and his brother Hassan need to be placed together with a loving one or two parent black African family. What if the so-called Black African Family happens to be Christians? These kinds of articles break my heart and make me wonder if the sacrifices our Somali people daily make just to be in a western country is really worth all the consequences we face... Where are their parents? The profile doesn't give enough details about their backgrounds or their parents' whereabouts... Anyway for those of you in UK, especially married ones..here is your chance to follow in the footsteps of Prophet Muhammad (P.B.U.H) by adopting both, if you can afford that is... Just put yourself in their position for a second and imagine how it would feel without a family to rush to your aide every time you were in need of support...imagine some one who doesn't have a dad to buy him a present every Eid or Mom to bathe him, feed him, clothe him and put him in bed while singing all those sweet lullabies that our Hooyos used to sing to us... Just imagine some one who never knew that parental love, that unconditional parental love that we came to rely on from the first day we came into this world to the final moment when we'd take our last breath... whatever you decide, just remember a young and innocent Muslim and Somali soul awaits your rescue so patiently and so expectantly that the hope of seeing your familiar face one day soon is what keeps them going because they BELIEVE IN YOU. Remember the messenger of Allah s.w had an adopted son named Zaid Bin Haarith (R.A)and we all know how much the prophet loved the orphans... Who knows maybe Allah s.w will reward you for your kindness by making your life much easier than you ever imagined it would be and then present you with glad tidings when you finally depart from this world. Salam Aleikum W.W Peace, Love & Unity.

Part 2: When I started on Dagga, it was with three other friends. Weeks later, I had mixed with an entire BROTHERHOOD of pot smokers, who made sure that we got our fix for the day at any cost. I befriended and got close to three different groups of boys who studied with me, which meant that I was smoking nearly all day. I would walk into campus around 8, sit around for a bit saying hello to everyone, the first bunch of boys would arrive at around 9 and ask me to join them for drive and I would oblige. We would go to a nearby ground and smoke at least two joints, after which we would return to campus and space out on the resting benches for a while. Around 12 or so another group of guys would come looking for me and usher me off to yet another session for the day where we would smoke 5 or 6 more between ourselves and chat away for hours. I would go home towards the evening, have supper, tell my parents I was going to study and instead we would lounge around on the isolated grass banks outside the library smoking yet another 5 or 6 more joints. Surprisingly enough, the stench from the hashish never quite got to my parents; in fact, I doubt they even knew what symptoms to look for. Besides, I was prepared all the time with eye drops and a bottle of perfume for the last minute spray before I made an appearance at home. IN FACT I even sometimes prayed Salaah in a state of intoxication, thinking that by some miracle my dua'as for passing an upcoming test etc. would be answered. The boys would actually wait for me outside the mosque whilst I did my little bit to show that I was still a Muslim. There were days when 7 or 8 of us (me being the only girl) would miss the day's lectures, go down to the one of the boys' flats close to campus and smoke away all day. On other days we would just smoke, listen to either some Hip hop or reggae music by the legendary Bob Marley who was pretty much the centerfold of marijuana addiction and whose lyrics a person in a state of pure intoxication could only appreciate. Soon the habit became too costly to support and my normal allowance would barely cover my newfound passion for dagga smoking. Sure, the drugs normally came cheap at a price of R 10,00 a bank packet but the money was needed for the eating madness the high brought along with it. What was I to do? Simple, LIE to my parents that I had to do all these new photocopies or buy some new textbook, and I actually got more money to support my habit. Therefore, by now, not only was I lying and deceiving my parents, my friends and my classmates whom some of them I got close to, but I also started stealing from my parents. After few months, I started going with the boys to actually buy the stuff. This one time I went along with two other guys to a very popular street in Durban around 8 at night. We were in a car with tinted windows. When we got there, we parked off for about two minutes and I watched this person pacing the pavement anxiously and then making his way to the car as he realized we were buyers. As he approached the car I calmly rolled down my window and smiled at him, but much to my surprise he panicked as soon as he came near, he accused me of being part of PAGAD (People Against Gangster-ism And Drugs) because my head was covered with scarf and he took off. After my friends convinced him him that I was not from PAGAD and after much deliberation, he returned to the window and smiled at me when I took off my scarf. He took the money, handed me the goods and he sneakily called me Ms GOONDAAN. On another occasion, five of us (2 girls including myself) decided to take a drive to the beach and come back to our hotels to resume work. Of course, we could never just take a drive without smoking, so we first went to buy some and ended up buying two bankies (bank packets). I was the safe keeper of all drugs so both packets were in my bag. We drive to Blue Lagoon (one of the hottest spots and the most beautiful in Durban) sat on the beach and smoked 5 to 6 joints between ourselves. On the way back to our hotels, somewhere near Kingspark Stadium, the police had set up a roadblock and we were asked to pull over and to get off the vehicle. Strangely enough, the police searched everybody EXCEPT ME. All I remember doing was trying to recall Ayatul-Kursi in a state of intoxication. Why that Ayah? Well, honestly I don't really know, its just that all my life I had been told that it had many virtues and was quite a powerful Ayah and at the time I was just hoping that one of its virtues will rescue me from being arrested. I am sure that two bank packets of marijuana would have landed me straight to jail. On yet another occasion, we were driving on route to campus, windows open and smoking away in our glory. As I was about to let out the smoke from one of my puffs I saw some cops just a few meters away from me waving down cars. I panicked and literally threw the stub just steps away from the cops who stopped our car, bent down, looked at me straight in the eyes and said we can go, just before we drove off I had a quick look at his nametag and he was a Muslim cop but if you ask me, I know without a doubt that on both these occasions the only reason I got away scot-free was only my SCARF. My scarf and my attire provided me with enough innocence to make a cop think he was mad if he thought me capable of even lighting a cigarette for a friend let alone marijuana and smoke the whole joint all by myself. Life for me at the time was a whole lot different. All I wanted at that time was to enjoy my campus friends and be the best friend to all those acquaintances. I never got bored then because I was so busy smoking one-half of the day and recovering in the next half. I was intoxicated almost 24/7, including weekends at home right under the noses of my unsuspecting parents. There were times when I would show up HIGH at family functions and no one would even suspect a thing, nor question my jovialness. I not only tried marijuana but I also even tried more serious stuff. There were times when we usually mixed it with a muffin mix and baked the perfect muffins that had the same effect of smoking a joint. There was always a way for everyone to consume dagga, even if it meant I would take a puff and then blow it into my friend's mouth (cause she couldn't exactly pull it in too well) another form of smoking we usually enjoyed as a group was a HOTBOX, where we could cram up in someone's car, make sure all the windows were closed and doors shut and then smoke as many as we could, until we could barely see the next person. We were so crammed in these cars in such a manner hat breaths and bodies were practically on top of each other at times. The only time we would open the door is to let someone out when they had trouble breathing. You would think that this could only be done at someone’s house out of fear of being caught, but no, we did it on the campus soccer grounds, which were usually patrolled by campus security. If we were ever caught, all we had to do was either hand security a few spilffs or make place in the car for him to. There were times when dagga was hard to come by for some seasonal purposes. Of course, we had that covered to. One of our friends that had his own flat decided he would grow it for us. The 3rd and Final Part To Follow Soon When The Madam (Leila) Is Ready...Insha Allah. Peace, Love & Unity.

Don't you hate when this happens....(Double Post)... :mad: :mad: