Ibtisam

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  1. ^^The strange things is "‘Excuse me for disturbing you, I’ve killed my wife.’" Lool HE is so polite and mannered! A moment of madness indeed. People focus, it was about her not wanting kids, I don't think the no sex thing bothered him too much
  2. Lool @ Humanly possible, sure, she was a tease Khyr I thought about it but did not want people to throw shoes at me
  3. Putting things off is my specialty, and in time I forget that which I have put off all together- that is until someone reminds me where or what I could’ve been. Then I am consumed with ciil iyo frustration about all that I wanted to do and all that I missed or forgot to do. To make myself feel better, I pretend that I no longer want to do those things, that I have grown out of that idea or that I am fortunate to have done this, that or the other. Last night I got an e-mail from an old friend of mine, who five years ago we parted company on the step of university, he dropped out to pursue what, at the time seemed like a hopeless dream, I reasoned that I was going to finish university and do the rational thing. For a few months I worried and wondered about him, but soon enough and as usual I forgot about him and his project all together for a while. I dismissed him as the idealist who went looking for diamonds in the dust. Once in a while he will send a quirky e-mail from one corner of the earth with his adventures, last I heard he was in Gambia working to pay for his next leg in his travels. Sometimes last month, I was watching a documentary on TV there was a 2min clip on Gambia, which reminds me of him, I wonder where he got to, if he survived and what become of him, but as always I forget to follow that thought with an e-mail. Nevertheless last night I was sitting on my bed, trying to make heads or tails out of my psycho blackberry which keeps “wiping” all data and baqtiis on me randomly, when it vibrated me out of my dreams and altered me to the arrival of an e-mail. Despite all its technological advancement, the screen is far too small to show the content and sender all at once. So I read the e-mail without knowing who sent it, after scrolling up and down umpteen times, the lengthy e-mail made sense to me. Having concluded that it was not another e-mail from my Nigerian spammers, who on daily basis e-mail me one promise after another, I sat there lost in thought. The content went along the lines of SalamAlikum, I hope you are in the best of health and iman my dearest sister, are you still alive, where/ how have you been. I have so many things to tell you! I’m good alhumdulilah, life is great!!!, I did it, can you believe it?? I did it and it worked out My parents came to stay with me for the last week (my mum asked about you, which reminded me to update you) mother says hello btw. Guess where I am? Never mind, you never will guess! Lol. How did all that university go? Are you still a nerd? I’m coming to the UK next month for my brothers wedding, I’ll only be there for one week, meet me on the 28th and I can fill you in. Suddenly I remembered all the places I planned to visit before I get old or tied down to kids iyo building house for reer hebel. I was bitterly disappointed that on my long list of places to visit I’ve only managed to cover two places- and so much of life already gone. Then I was annoyed that life is passing me by while I sit around waiting on others, relatives, family, friends, banks, bosses, I spend more time waiting on things than actually doing anything. I am always waiting for something, a phone call, an e-mail, a confirmation! I had a vision of me in 30yrs, nearly dead, still waiting and putting off what I want to do because of something or another, and worse still forgetting about what I wanted to do all together. I went into the sitting room and started a conversation along these lines with a Hindi; Me: so and so e-mailed me, he is doing what he said he would, and he has travelled half of the world, seems happy too. Hindi: Hmmm, mashallah good for him Me: Yeah but it is making me think of all that I wanted to do and didn’t Hindi: Are you not happy? Me: I did not say that, I am just saying I wish I did stuff Hindi: So you are happy? Me: what? Hindi: If you are happy, then it does not matter what others are doing, but if you are telling me you are unhappy then just say so. *puts on glasses and turns the TV off* Me: in my head *Errrg, waxan waalan, maskax beelahan* Never mind. *start to walk off* Hindi: No, no we are going to discuss this, where are you going. Me: No we are not; from now on I am going to be less patient, I don’t care and I am going to do what I want, when I want. Hindi: How is that any different to what you always do anyway? *switches TV back on* Me: in my head * qudun iyo qashabiir waxiid* you wait and see. So I know it is not new year or brithday or anything, but from now on my vows are: Do everything, all the time, every time. I cannot get over how fast time is going by and it is making me sad. So nomads; what about all the things you forgot to do? eh
  4. And No, he is not a Muslim. :eek: So messed up, the whole thing. A postal inspector went on trial in France today accused of chopping his wife’s head off because she refused to have children. Philippe Cousin, 53, said he suffered a ‘mid life crisis’ when he approached his half century without a son or daughter. He blamed it on his 47-year-old wife, Nicole, who was still a virgin despite having been married to him for more than 21 years. On April 16th 2007, Cousin telephoned his local police station in Arras, northern France, and told an officer: ‘Excuse me for disturbing you, I’ve killed my wife.’ In a fit of rage following a domestic argument, he had taken a kitchen knife to her neck before slicing her head off. This morning he appeared before a judge at the Pas-de-Calais assizes at Saint-Omer, near Calais, facing life in prison for murder. He denies the charge, pleading diminished responsibility, but faces life in prison. The court heard how Cousins also told police: ‘I’m sorry for the work which I’ ve given you. 'My wife shouted my name out, I decapitated her. You realise that, and I’m not mad!’ While on remand he said his wife’s inability to have children lay at the heart of the couple’s domestic difficulties. She feared that she would pass on her father’s multiple sclerosis through his genes, the court heard. This meant that every time he tried to have sex he was rebuffed. An autopsy confirmed that Mrs Cousins was indeed a virgin when she died, even though she married aged 21. Defending barrister Didier Robiquet said that the problems came to a head two weeks before Cousin’s 50th birthday in what was described as ‘pressure cooker’ syndrome. ‘His wife had threatened to leave him but he had never undergone any psychiatric treatment because of this,’ said Mr Robiquet. ‘He had been hugely frustrated over more than twenty years and this built up into a terrifying repressed aggression which finally exploded. He did not feel he was completely in control of his actions.’ Cousins was described as being of otherwise good character, with a distinguished record as a postal inspector in the Calais region. He told officers that he was generally feel down about life as he approached 50, and that he had been previously used to sorting out his problems with his wife, whom he loved dearly. Source: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/worldnews/article-1256290/Man-chopped-virgin-wifes-head-refused-chil dren.html#ixzz0hbHF090P
  5. C&H hence the whole Bengali thing dhee, he thinks they are just saying hello sister, how are you, plus he thinks they are all cousins. Juxa waali baad hiisaa
  6. C&H I lost 3-4KG or maybe Kilos or maybe pound- I can't read the damn thing but it seems next to nothing really- I was 60-59 before, now I am 56. I txt my friend today and told her finally I have some good news, she txt back is that it? lol bloody cajuusad! :mad:
  7. Malika, Rizwan Hussein from London?? The one who won one price or another?? Well I'm sure you were much better. Keep going, they can take time and be really slow, but stick to it and inshallah you will get results. Juxa, considering I told him I was married I don't think so :confused: **big wave at Cara.
  8. :confused: Now why would someone say that to me. :confused: @ Malika sounds wonderful, good luck to you, I'm impressed.
  9. Hello Malika. Juxa what does : "ogoow qurux waa diin dawo guur waa samir" mean in your language?
  10. Happy International Women's Day girls!
  11. ^^Because Qardo man wanted to keep it for one reason or another, till he said give it to me, I have plans for it, which I did; now old man is calling me and I don't even have the stuff anymore. So yes it is all his fault. Norf you could have finished that course by now. JB has done a degree and postgrad in that time.
  12. At Least he does not have your number . We can't give it back because I do not have it anymore. Qardho man amaano waxab kama yaqaano :mad: He just took it home
  13. Juxa Odaygi charity called me weliba (did not answer), I gave the stuff to Sayid and I agree waa ceeb, so ceeb infact that I don't plan on ever seeing that old man. I am going to wear a niqab everytime I come to North London just to avoid him Damn that Qardo man.
  14. Congrats JB on finishing your Masters. where are the pictures. Norf, I am not a drug addict you know!! Troll is only for when I am at work Lool @ Kilkisho.
  15. ^^Why don't you do what you THINK (not feel) is right for you. Everyone cannot be the same. Some people take 1month others take 5/7years, you just need to find one who agrees with your time scale. Therefore it is not the parents who need to adjust to anything, nor do girls need to adjust to a set time period, but each person needs to be concerned with what works for them. Marriage is overrated and over complicated for no reason, really your first post makes me wonder why you would even bother going to prison. Marriage is not for life (40% of your life you have already lived by the time you get married (25+) and the last 20% of your life is just random, the first 10% of your marriage is a holiday, 20% children and worrying/ running after them. Which really only leaves 10%; So just find a 10%+ farah/ Xalimo and quit worrying. Worst that could happen is the 10% does not work, in which case you can either party with your 90% (or 70% if no kids) and keep it moving or attempt to replace the 10%, either way there is an exit. :cool:
  16. ^^You did what again, eat liver? Or you finished your exams/ project? Or you escaped going to jail because Riyaal put in a good word in for you
  17. ^^We did all that on the train via blackberry at 8am we are casrii.
  18. ^^Maxaad sheegy Norf, we have not mentioned cake yet I am having coffee/hot chocolate mixed, does that count for shaah.
  19. Lol @ Juxa, well I'm here, not sure which one of those three I am up for though. And I am Bengali Maxamed, but w/salamz. How are you doing, why was I not invited to the post exam party lady? Who is this Alisom dude (that has posted one word response on all threads, and is he related to Ailamos, if so it would be strange things. He even posted "interesting" on troll corner or "nice picture" errr
  20. ^^^Sayid waad yaar khafifdey. :confused: I think Somali men have midlife break downs early than other men. All the Somali guys 30-35 I know are freaking out and few act like a warabey in heat.
  21. Maxaatiri; Don't forget to add me plus 3 to the guest list. I'm sure I can find three people to drag down
  22. ^^Still trying to get them to get off my shoes :mad:
  23. ^^^No, someone stepped on my shoes and it really hurt.
  24. You can never know people well enough, at the end of the day we are all strangers walking along the same path, some times we step on others shoes and they look up.
  25. C&H is there is one thing I've learnt, it is never ever ever get involved in between couples. They fight and make up and destory everyone in the process, I have seen ones who end up in hospital (due to his beating) acting all mad and demanding his arrest and divorce and everything, you come back the next day to take their statement or take them to the station and he opens the door, and all is forgiven and well. All of sudden it becomes "Why are you trying to break me and my husband/wife apart" Wa quudun is quudunsad married people and their problems, I never get involved, I just see what happens.