My beloved hometown. I hope you share more photos of Burco.

You've been given many good advices sis. One can meet good somali brothers through different social events, voluntary work in the muslim community, the mosque, Muslim student associations, weddings etc. Recommendations are good, as galbeedi mentioned. However, one needs to be careful, since not everyone will have your best interest at heart. That's where trustworthy male relatives also comes in hand. I know of sisters that did not have large social networks, had hardly any somali friends and thought they'd never meet a good somali brother. But by the grace of Allah met good somali men, while others had large social networks, knew many somalis yet couldn't find their mr right. Timing is everyting. May Allah swt make it easy for you walalo and grant you a good brother.

Patrice Lumumba Patrice Émery Lumumba 2 July 1925 – 17 January 1961, was a Congolese independence leader and the first democratically elected Prime Minister of the Republic of the Congo (now known as the Democratic Republic of the Congo). As founder and leader of the Mouvement national congolais, Lumumba helped win his country's independence from Belgium in 1960. Within twelve weeks, Lumumba's government was deposed in a coup during the Congo Crisis. Lumumba was subsequently imprisoned by state authorities under Joseph-Desiré Mobutu and executed by firing squad under the command of the secessionist Katangan authorities. The United Nations, which he had asked to come to the Congo, did not intervene to save him. Belgium, the United States (via the CIA), and the United Kingdom (via MI6) have all been accused of involvement in Lumumba's death His last letter to his wife reflects the type of man he was. . My dear wife, I am writing these words not knowing whether they will reach you, when they will reach you, and whether I shall still be alive when you read them. All through my struggle for the independence of my country, I have never doubted for a single instant the final triumph of the sacred cause to which my companions and I have devoted all our lives. But what we wished for our country, its right to an honourable life, to unstained dignity, to independence without restrictions, was never desired by the Belgian imperialists and the Western allies, who found direct and indirect support, both deliberate and unintentional, amongst certain high officials of the United Nations, that organization in which we placed all our trust when we called on its assistance. They have corrupted some of our compatriots and bribed others. They have helped to distort the truth and bring our independence into dishonour. How could I speak otherwise? Dead or alive, free or in prison by order of the imperialists, it is not myself who counts. It is the Congo, it is our poor people for whom independence has been transformed into a cage from whose confines the outside world looks on us, sometimes with kindly sympathy, but at other times with joy and pleasure. But my faith will remain unshakeable. I know and I feel in my heart that sooner or later my people will rid themselves of all their enemies, both internal and external, and that they will rise as one man to say No to the degradation and shame of colonialism, and regain their dignity in the clear light of the sun. We are not alone. Africa, Asia and the free liberated people from all corners of the world will always be found at the side of the millions of Congolese who will not abandon the struggle until the day when there are no longer any colonialists and their mercenaries in our country. As to my children whom I leave and whom I may never see again, I should like them to be told that it is for them, as it is for every Congolese, to accomplish the sacred task of reconstructing our independence and our sovereignty: for without dignity there is no liberty, without justice there is no dignity, and without independence there are no free men. Neither brutality, nor cruelty nor torture will ever bring me to ask for mercy, for I prefer to die with my head unbowed, my faith unshakable and with profound trust in the destiny of my country, rather than live under subjection and disregarding sacred principles. History will one day have its say, but it will not be the history that is taught in Brussels, Paris, Washington or in the United Nations, but the history which will be taught in the countries freed from imperialism and its puppets. Africa will write its own history, and to the north and south of the Sahara, it will be a glorious and dignified history. Do not weep for me, my dear wife. I know that my country, which is suffering so much, will know how to defend its independence and its liberty. Long live the Congo! Long live Africa!

Amilcar Cabral From 1963 to his assassination in 1973, Cabral led the PAIGC's guerrilla movement (in Portuguese Guinea) against the Portuguese government, which evolved into one of the most successful wars of independence in modern African history. The goal of the conflict was to attain independence for both Portuguese Guinea and Cape Verde. Over the course of the conflict, as the movement captured territory from the Portuguese, Cabral became the de facto leader of a large portion of what became Guinea-Bissau. In preparation for the independence war, Cabral set up training camps in neighboring Ghana with the permission of Kwame Nkrumah. Cabral trained his lieutenants through various techniques, including mock conversations to provide them with effective communication skills that would aid their efforts to mobilize Guinean tribal chiefs to support the PAIGC. Amílcar Cabral soon realized that the war effort could be sustained only if his troops could be fed and taught to live off the land alongside the larger populace. Being an agronomist, he taught his troops to teach local crop growers better farming techniques, so that they could increase productivity and be able to feed their own family and tribe, as well as the soldiers enlisted in the PAIGC's military wing. When not fighting, PAIGC soldiers would till and plow the fields alongside the local population. Cabral and the PAIGC also set up a trade-and-barter bazaar system that moved around the country and made staple goods available to the countryside at prices lower than that of colonial store owners. During the war, Cabral also set up a roving hospital and triage station to give medical care to wounded PAIGC's soldiers and quality-of-life care to the larger populace, relying on medical supplies garnered from the USSR and Sweden. The bazaars and triage stations were at first stationary until they came under frequent attack from Portuguese regime forces. In 1972, Cabral began to form a People's Assembly in preparation for the independence of Guinea-Bissau, but disgruntled former PAIGC rival Inocêncio Kani, with the help of Portuguese agents operating within the PAIGC, shot and killed him. The Portuguese government's plan, which eventually went awry, was to enjoin the help of this former rival to arrest Amílcar Cabral and place him under the custody of Portuguese authorities. The assassination[2] took place on 20 January 1973 in Conakry, Guinea. His half-brother, Luís Cabral, became the leader of the Guinea-Bissau branch of the party and would eventually become President of Guinea-Bissau. Other than being a guerrilla leader, Cabral was highly regarded internationally as one of the most prominent African thinkers of the 20th century and for his intellectual contributions aimed at formulating a coherent cultural, philosophical and historical theoretical framework to justify and explain independence movements. This is reflected in his various writings and public interventions. Cabral is considered a "revolutionary theoretician as significant as Frantz Fanon and Che Guevara", whose influence reverberated far beyond the African continent One can read more of him here http://kwekudee-tripdownmemorylane.blogspot.no/2014/06/amilcar-cabral-great-pan-africanist.html. The world has lost many many great men.

Black women are beautiful no amount of research will ever make us believe that crap. What's sad is that black people have internalised it & hate being black. I wouldn't be surprised if the respondents have issues with the color black. Asians are known for loving and praising white skin, hence their massive consumption of lightning products. Even in japanese culture fair skinned women have always been preferred, regardless of their features. Xabad. LOL somalis and their issues with african women. Waxaan kugu duceeyay tu yar oo modow oo weliba muruqo waawayn. Aamiin dheh!

loooooooool.. This guy got some sick moves haha.

Don't let it get to you. People will always ask questions. Expect more questions when you get married. If you don't have kids right away, they'll say why? Tolow ma dhalays baa? If you got a kid, then they'll say where is number two and then it continues. Just say I'll get married when i feel like it. This sort of pressure can get one in serious trouble by rushing into marriage then getting divorced.

Tragic news.. I think (some) parents need to be more involved in their kids life. They need to get a sense of how their kids think and what they feel about politics and religion. The same thing happened in Norway, involving two somali sisters who are 19 and 16. Their father went after them and got a hold of them inside Syria. That is after he first was held captive and tortured for 2 weeks. The girls had contacted their parents and said they were being held against their own will, before they met their father. I think one of our greatest challenges as muslims is that our kids are lacking important islamic knowledge. Many of these cases could have been avoided if these youths had a correct understanding of Islam.

Thanks walaal.

I weren't able to upload the videos, anyone who knows how to upload them?

Asalamu calaykum Ramadan kareem. Guided through the Quran is an interesting program about the Quran and how people has been guided to Islam. . Episode 2. Episode 7

The very few mixed wedding I attended did have traditional dances. The women didn't have problems doing buranbur/jaandheer etc. The men joined the jaandheer aswell. If one is going for a mixed wedding I think it's beautiful to include our folklore dances. What might be difficult is to have the shaashaar or xeedhaha included.. Both of them takes time, especially if everyone is going to put the scarf on the womans head. Also are they not celebrating the lady becoming a woman, imagine doing that infront of all the guys, ackward isn't it? I don't know if its common for people to open the xeedho in public anymore though..

<cite> @Coofle said:</cite> <br /> <br /> Allahayoow Cirkoo Dam Ah, Ayaad Dacal Ka Faydaaye<br /> Markaasaa Shamsadu Daalacdaa, Dunidu Nuurtaaye.<br /> Allahoow Dalkoo Oomman, Baad dixo Biyaysaaye<br /> Markaasaa Dugaag Iyo Dadiyo Duunyo Ka Cabbaane.<br /> Allahayoow Cirkoo Diiran Baad, Caad Ku Dadabtaaye<br /> Markaasuu Daruur Culus Helaa, Di'idna Yeeshaaye<br /> Oo Ay Dareemada Dhulkiyo, Dixidu Baacdaaye.<br /> Allahayoow Mid Duunyo Yar, Baad Darajo Siisaaye<br /> Markaasaa La Daba Shaanbiyaa Doobab Iyo Beele.<br /> Alahayoow Mid Daadduumayaad, duni u dhiibtaaye<br /> Markaasuu Ka Diihaal Baxaa Deeqna Hidiyaaye.<br /> Allahayow Mid dawga Dhaafayaad, ku camirtaa diine<br /> Markaasaa Duunuubtuu Iskaga Rogo Uga Danbaysaaye.<br /> Deeqdana Adaa Wada hantee Darajo noo yeele <br /> Allahayoow Kan Loo Dayriyiyo, Hayga Dhigin Daallin<br /> Oo ducada ii qaad sidaan kaa dalbaday CAAWA ........!!!<br /> ~Saalax Maxamed Beautiful description of Allah's many blessings subhannaAllah... This one always makes me coming back, powerful words.

"Aadmiyahaw hallaysani! Amarkaagu waa been! Waxaad uur wadaagtaan Ugaadhaa wareegtoo Ugbaadkiyo caleentaad Uur wada gasheenoo. Uumiyaha dhammaantii Ilma-adeer gudboon iyo Isir baad tihiinoo; Noolahaad arkaysaa Waa ul iyo diirkeed; Waa sida indhaha oo Kolkay midi ilmaysaa Ta kaleeto ooydaa; Looma uumin keligaa Inay kuu adeegaan. Ammuuraha badh baa sir ah; Sida xaal u eg yahay Ujeeddadu ka xeeldheer" Maxamed Xaashi Dhamac (Gaariye)

Coofle, thanks

I hope they fulfill his last wish of being reunited with his hometown. Ilaahay ha u naxariisto.

I agree with you. Waa iska qurbo iyo dhibaatadiisa. It's sad to know that many of us will never fully learn it and relay it to our children. Not all of us have grown up with these traditions and for many of those who have, the interest is just not there. For the ones who have the interest, limited somali vocabulary is a barrier. Thanks to many writers things are being written down and there are book fairs organized. I wish there were more of that and also classes taught by elders on somali language & litterature.. A wise man said " Wakhtigu wuu sunsumayaa. Midna waa la sugayaa. Soo jire ma noolee. Qarni waliba wuu socon. Safna wuu ka daba dhalan. Hadba kooda sara kaca. Waxa sahayda uga taga. Kii horee sagootiyay" Xassan ganay. I guess we should try live up to those words by being the change we want to see.

It's normal to feel that way. You're not alone in that, what helps me is reminding my self of why I have chosen to stay in this exact path. Building ones future makes one forget living in the moment or enjoying it sometimes. I know I have done so many a times, forgot living, not making time for the litle things I enjoy doing, because I'm busy planning for the next task or day/week. Hopefully it'll be all worth it someday. InshaAllah khair and happy b day in advance:)

^^ It's probably the reason for my phobia- the odds being much worse and there is something unsettling about flying at that height above mountains and the sea. Soow maaha there are so many accidents happening on roads compared to airplanes crashing and I'm scared of flying addunyo.

Something wrong with sol- it's posting my message several times and it can't be deleted.

I hate flying and the worst part is when it's turbulence God nafta ayaa i qabata. I don't talk much during my flight either and I never sleep aswell. Except once when I fell asleep on a guy's shoulder for hours, without me knowing of course and he didn't say anything lol. This phobia has really restricted my vacations, but I promised my self that I shall travel longer distances this year. I hope the passengers of the missing malaysian airplane are doing well and is stranded somewhere. That's why I hate flying, there is something about dying in that way subhannallah.

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I hate flying and the worst part is when it's turbulence God nafta ayaa i qabata. I don't talk much during my flight either and I never sleep aswell. Except once when I fell asleep on a guy's shoulder for hours, without me knowing of course and he didn't say anything lol. This phobia has really restricted my vacations, but I promised my self that I shall travel longer distances this year. I hope the passengers of the missing malaysian airplane are doing well and is stranded somewhere. That's why I hate flying, there is something about dying in that way subhannallah.

What has reer miyi to do with one womans lack of manner?

Err that's bobby browns son and whitney houstons daughter who married eachother. i don't think that happens in our culture waa iska walaalo dee although he is not her maxram. Qunyar socod. that is just sick and unbelievable , then again waa iska aakhiro samaan wax walba waad maqli these days.