THnx shujui for posting these articles, I think its fair to raise the awareness of the Muslims to these false allegations, that tend to violate our religious believes. Correct me if I am wrong, but I lay the blame on the Muslim governments that let the christians to stomp on our Gracious name of Prophet Mohamed ( scw). Brother, the arabs kiss the asses of these facists that decieve their own people in order to impliment their own selfish interests while omitting the passive side of Islam. I believe this has been an on going process that for some reason couldn't surface till now. And like I always thought, Muslims have been framed to take the blame for the Sept. 11 event. Anyways keep the good joob you are doing Shujui, you are one hell of an expressionist, who is true to his believe.

well, I guess mine is pretty obvious... ITS ME! Surprise!!! :eek:

Since, I have moved to Abu Dhabi, and infact my days are very long, I have started writing out my thoughts. There is a magazine called Friday that is published every Friday, and people send their thoughts and views to. So I have turned in, this article of mine, which I hold dearly, and its gonna be published in the next Friday issue. I thought I would share it with my fellow nomads, and see their view points of it. And hopefully this time, for a change I posted it in the right archive . Journey of patriotism In life we encounter too many obstacles, that somewhat alter our original direction and focus. One such obstacle is cultural clash. The moment you set a foot on a foreign country, your ordeals and barriers begin to accrue. It could be positive as much as it is negative. One such ordeal was indeed in store for me, when the civil war broke out in my home country Somalia. It has been 12 years since I fled home; yet, I am still struggling to adapt to the different environment, that I am forced to live in. Despite, the expansion of my worldly awareness through my refugee status, thus far, I long for home. I believe I was deprived of my birthright to my country at early age. I embarked on my patriotism journey on September 1991, after my mother, whom I admire greatly, took up a position with the Ministry of Health in Abu Dhabi U.A.E. Shortly after our arrival, did we began to understand, the value of the citizens in this kingdom. Although, foreigners who seek, employment and stability, overrun the country, yet devotion of the government to the betterment of its citizens shines through. After I have stayed in Abu Dhabi for seven years did my parents decide to send me to the US, for high education, since it is renown for its equality in education and opportunity. I left for the States heavy hearted in 1998 with my mother. My older sister, with joy in her eyes and great smile, welcomed us in the Dallas Airport in Virginia. Five years have past since I got to the US, yet my insatiable thirst for my homeland still runs through my veins. I have completed my high school in a world where I was an alien. However, I focused on my goal, and worked on attaining it. Its four years since I graduated from high school yet, I have lost my focus in achieving the goal I was sent to the US for, for some unexplainable reasons. Instead I began to observe the reflection in the eyes of our so-called hosts. They flared with rage and hatred towards our every own existence. They felt threatened by the overwhelming refugees that seem to have flooded their cities and schools. They wanted us out, by all means possible. The only thing that really stopped them from exiling us was their constitutional law, which permitted entry of immigrants into their countries. After having seen all that and more, did I really sit down and start to question my own believes on the accounts of a homeland. There is a Somali saying, “ You enter open hearts not open doors”; by that it means, when you come to visit someone, you don’t just enter their homes without “glad to see you” look in their faces. I have grown older as well as wiser, since the civil war in 1991. However, I am still missing the feeling that could only be felt by someone who is at peace on a land that is his/hers. Although Somalia is in ruins, and savagism still prevails everywhere, yet home is where the heart is. And my heart is in Somalia, my beloved Somalia.

I would clone Shakespeare, inspite of his Old English, I still admire him, and I think if he lived to see my love stories, I am sure he would compose, sonnets if not plays of it....

It could possibly be, because, we can't really categorize the topics we post.. by that I mean, " Maybe we don't know what, should go where"...Ever thought of that Shujui????? Og-: Ur never ending hopes r always high... keep them climaxed at all times

It could possibly be, because, we can't really categorize the topics we post.. by that I mean, " Maybe we don't know what, should go where"... Og-: Ur never ending hopes r always high... keep them climaxed at all times

oG_: Duqa aa iila socday, so u can understand... america weli saas iima kajinin... odeyga markiis meesha joogo, ani waa isku shubmaa... ... anyways, when u get to dubai do holla at me, I will send u a note with my phone number... to finally meet a nomad from the camel threads is a joy!!

I agree with Loyan, though, I don't necessarily agree on all the issues.. I do agree Loyan when u said, our responses and debates are liveless.. its truth, we just wanna please everyone, and its not possible... coz, to make ur points across, u will have to rumble someone in the way... So OLD SOMALIAONLINERS: Start the debate on full gear and lets bust the new babies, show them, why we in love ( like our new baby Loyan said).... lakkad: rabshada jooji.....munaafaq numero uno waaxid!! waa ku aqaanaa nooh, hurdaa ka soo kacdi, qolkii nal la aanta ahaay ee NC aa dhex fadhidaa adi iyo labadii kuula dhalaty, new comers aa ku kecee... waa ku ogaay awalbo inaadan qeyr soo wadin... bacaw yow!!! :mad: but u know I luvvvvvvvvvv u

I am back to Abu Dhabi.. my two little twin brothers have grown up.. and boy do they control me... ar carab urtooy maxaa wax noogu daray.. shuko la aanteed albaab ma is taagi kartid, sharciga wadanka ma dhihin, laakiinse walaalaheey aa dhigeeen... this is the most funniest of them all... check it out: A friend of mine from MSU, gave me some stuff to give to his brother here. So the day after my arrival, I call the guy up, so that he can come to pick it up. The older of the twins, gave him directions as how to get to our place. The guy knocks at our door, an hr later. my brother, asks the guy to stay at the door, while still slumming the door at his face ( maskiin).. I came, wondering who it was. My little brotha says, " Ninkii waaye nooh, alaabtiisane waa u wadaa".. I said, " Anaa siinaayo, plus, wiilka ha soo galo ee albaabka ka fur"... he looks at me. like is she is crazy???? And says, " maxaane?? Nin waaye anaa u geynaayo, muxuu guriga u soo galaayaa".. I get pissed off... " Wiilka anuu ii socdaa not you, so get out of my way now!".. he gets pissed off " Hooyaan kuu sheegaayaa!".. I said, " Weligaaba"... Anoo taas la yaaban, ayaan habeen hore is iri, magaalada horta waa tan is badashaye, bal soo daawo, so I dress up, as usual with jeans n t-shirt... labadii ila dhashay, waa qosleen, " hada saan maa rabtaa inaad ku baxdid".. " haa".." Daxagtiina ( meaning waa naga qosolsiisay)".. " hee maxaa? saan ma ku bixi kari".. " Not intaan anaga meeshaan joogno"... they forced me into xijaab and shuko... walaahi I was shocked.. I mean, 9yrs ayaan ka weynahay.. waana i amraayaan... cajaa'ib. Waa leega dheeraaday ka dib in leega weyn yahay aa leesku maleeyaa.. I guess xoogaa been u sheegay... Og.. u said, share ur thoughts.. that is my two cents....by the way, cambodia, ha noo xayeysiinin, sxb.. palaceka aad noo soo sawirtey, kuwa qaxootiga baahida dileeso keen nooh... MMA: Adiga iskushuban ma hilmaantid haye... ar maxey weli kaa soo uroysaa... xoqayeey!!!

Well, I believe the family of the bride should not require dowry of the groom, since he is taking already a great responsibility by taking care of their daughter/sister. However, since its in our culture that some kind of dowry should be paid, then it should be the responsibility of the groom to curve out amounts that is affordable to him..... But one story did really shock me that I witnessed... A friend of mine, was marrying this girl... She said her " nikaax"' was $100,000... and akwardly, he accepted... walaahi it was a mystery to me and it is still is... I am like, damnnn... koolo ay bo ku noqotee.. coz to me, this is like.. u can never divorce me, coz u can't afford to pay me this amount of money through out ur life.....unless ofcourse, u get lucky and hit the jackpot.... Gabdho, its my advice, let the brothas' breath....don't burden them or chase them away with high demands.. if u ask for $10, or if u ask for a million, u will always be the same....Today, all u need to ask for is a guy that can take care of his family, and has some sense of future in him...

I don't admire anyone coz no one admires me... Do I annoy u guys that much..?? I am saddened

Its sad, ilaaheey toofiiqda hana waraabiyo.....ilaaheey marxuumtaasne ha u gargaaro.. but its sad!!

Its sad, ilaaheey toofiiqda hana waraabiyo.....ilaaheey marxuumtaasne ha u gargaaro.. but its sad!!

ooooooooooooooooooooooh... u indeed mastered how to stir my emotions...coz everytime u write a poem u send me on a rollercoaster ride... I am loving it though... keep them coming.. Jamaaaaaaaaaaaal cadeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Missed YA

Tamina: U r gonna be killed by ur curiosity if u don't tame it... girlfriend... me don't have secrets... I am an open book... but I do keep some stuff to myself... not because they r secrets rather personal... HHEHHEEHEHE .. anywho... macda..I am not gonna marry anytime soon... though I am wondering when this shining, charming knight of mine would knock at my door... baafin waa daalay, is faanisna haba sheegin abaa weli jiq waaye.... Buubto: thnx macda!

Lakkad: If I ever convince myself to pierce a body part of mine... that if I gain the courage to do it, than I would definately have the "eyebrow" Man I think that is the sexiest of them all...but my a$$ is chicken as hell...so I am sure I will never get it done...

As far as my opinion is concern... abaa kuligeen waa maqanahay. Qofkastana qumanahiisa aa surka u suran.. ee eebow hadaad i fahantid abaa shukra laah dheh! I understand all Somali dialects and accents so me is original...!! Clear Enough?????

Its sad, not many are willing to debate on this... or u guys ( I mean MEN) know its the real deal.... Lula: I am fine macda... n hope n wish the same for ya sista.. Thunder: no bro I meant the real straight men... as far as I am concern, the likes of Gays do not constitute the defination of being a Somali. And if they do exist they live in disguise...n I would have it that way. Opinionated: Is there anything u ever get coz everywhere u go u r complaining??

I know guys are rolling their eyes going, " What the he**?? And girls are more on the same page as I am but some might wonder.." Hmmm could that be true?. Well folks here are my reasons for wonderment. Given the fact that I have gained myself lots of our male counters over the yrs and I do have enough first hand knowledge of how they react to things but I will elaborate more; Sensitivity: Men are as sensitive as women to their feelings and emotions, and believe it they do weep. Break-ups: Men literally sit stressed and unhappy like we do ladies. But I gotta give it to them for one thing... ( they don't have too much pride when they really do care for their partner unlike us).. And hey I gotta share this with ya... a friend of mine was dumbed by his girl friend, he called her friend to find out how she was doing, b/c he himself was sad and blue. Her friend told him, she was depressed. Guess what he did? He called her up and boom they were back together again...(great tip ha) What else??? Hmmm let me see, oh cravings... girls men do have those sudden urges to have a chocolate or ice cream like we do...they tend to just do it out of sight .... Ladies don't shy away from adding ur two cents and guys be MEN ENOUGH to admit to your feminine sides

We DON"T have this disease you are talking about... at MSU Mankato.. we r the best of the best..we do hang out together.. every possible time.. maybe its a sign that students here are more Somali oriented than the rest.. Like Illmatic said, we don't have ur disease!!

I am famous for sad poems so here is another one... can't help it.. my heart is too delicate !! I have one last breath past the emptiness, One last step towards the end, One last piece of my broken heart, That I can not give away again. I feel myself falling, Now that you're gone, Nothings the same, And it feels so wrong. I push away the tears, I try standing tall, Yet when I look down, I'm not standing at all. I'm falling in the direction opposite of you, Everything I believed in is suddenley untrue. I have one last hope and it's giving in, One last moment to dream, One last memory to break my fall, so that my weakness will never be seen. This is one last tear I will cry for you, One last word I will share, One last time I will think of you, and wish that you still cared.

Ameenah: glad to see u liked it... there are plenty to come.... I did alot of writing while I was away so watch for it... sista... mad luv to u..... Sagal: thnx macda..

I am thrilled to see my fellow sistas all agree with me on this. I thought I was going crazy thinking I was gonna tolerate such acts, but to see many would do the same kind fof relieves me... Magnoona Girl: I wish there was a market I would have bought u one.. its miraclous in nature... u don't know what u can achieve with it!

Salaam My somali poets... here is my come back piece hope u enjoy it... I don't know what to say, all my words are almost apart. Can't stop thinking about you for that longing in my heart. Why does things end up not the way you planned? I can't say "I love you" so that's already been banned. But still in my life, I try to give you what I can. Our destiny and our fate only lies in God's hand. With love vs. hate, who know who will win. Every second matters for the rest of our lives we';; spend, together with hope, jealousy can never tear us away So will you join me?.....I'm asking you to stay In my heart you'll be and I in yours, to heal our souls together and reopen closed doors. With us side by side, our hearts joined for life, you can now take on (if you want) as being my lover. For as long as I knew you, I loved your pretty smile with our eyes focused on one another, we go completely wild. No one has your name, here it can't be said. I'll try and wipe away every tear-your precious eyes will shed. So let it be known when we're together at last with being romantic and passionate, we'll have us a blast. Spending long hours to talk, conversation is a must and everlasting love is always built on trust. An ocean in the distance, beautiful sand at your feet feeling the breeze and cuddled up.....isn't that so sweet No cheating, completely no hating, and only a little playing I'm taking you on the ride of your life and guess what.....I'm paying So hold on to my hand and squeeze real tight..... Our destiny awaits us at the sun's morning light.....

I loved it... it is beautifully composed... thnx for sharing it!