"You told him of your secret, now he has to die, you know the rules of mother and father" said Muudeey "No brother please, I like him, he was the only one that talked to me at school" pleaded Amina but Muudeey forcefully grabbed her by the arm and they began walking in the direction of Hanad, who was now a few miles away, heading back to school. They eventually managed to catch up with him, but Hanad had spotted the two gifted siblings and began running as fast as he could, while screaming his lungs out that he was being chased by a Witch. Sometime later he turned around to see how far away they were from him, but instead they had completely disappeared.

Ismalura, if you want a career, whose going to look after the kids?, somethings gotta give right? Men can be taught to help around the house too, I don't get why Somali mothers don't mold their sons in their own image, i'm basically a male version of my mother, I can cook more dishes than most of my sisters, and i'm super tidy in everything like my mother. This was very helpful for me when I started living on my own at 18 in a creepy appartment, and it will be useful in the future. Wives could influence their husbands in similar ways, if there is respect in that relationship. I think I dropped to many 2cents in this topic, i'm going bankrupt, Auf Wiedersehen.

Amina guided Hanad to a quite part of the school with few pupils around, and asked Hanad to close his eyes. "Why, what are you going to do when I close them?" asked a slightly worried Hanad "Do you trust me Hanad?" asked Amina "Ummm....maybe, but why?" "Just close them you silly boy" said an assertive yet smiling Amina. Hanad for some reason shut them immediately, and Amina locked her hands with his. In Hanad's mind, it felt like nothing was happening, since Amina made no sound whatsoever, but then she broke the silence. "You can open them now" said Amina with a cheeky voice. Hanad opened his eyes and was schocked to find out they were now far up in the sky, causing him to yell "Bisinka!!!, you weird girl, what have you done!?" Their school had become a small little dot. "Do you believe me now?" "Yes, yes I do!, and we are going to die!!" replied a terrified Hanad as he held on to Amina hands.

FYI; stay-at-home dads exist, if a career is so important.

This description of Hanad and his background by the deluded attention seeking HOBOS in the town , were nothing but silly Chinese whispers, since ofcourse as his name suggest, Hanad was a full blooded Somali boy, whose handsome features caught the attention of Amina at the detriment of a jealous balding Kanye West looking guy sitting in the back of the classroom. A happy Amina decided to share with Hanad her powers of flight & mindreading.

Since rumours about their supposed superpowers were circulating far and wide, Amina found herself ostracised at school by the popular kids, however the one boy that caught her eyes, called Hanad, decided to sit next to her.

London2010, That is Somali sovereign territory, whom it hosts should be of no concern to you, who claims to be the only Somali with a suit in Milan LOL

I was joking sxb, feel free to contribute.

The Flu is beating the shit out of me, so I bought some multi-vmins today and lots of fruit, epic fruit like PineApples, Mango, Bananas, Manderins, Pear, Apples!

Mr Somalia feel free to create a new topic without the limitation, I certainly would contribute. However this topic in question is a good excercise; as to whether you are capable of delivering an intriguing story with only 50 words at your disposal, ambiguities aren't a problem, especially if its Sci-Fi.

An Asthma suffering boy from Barawa stared into the abyss of the Indian Ocean for an entire day, before falling asleep. When he woke up, he found himself standing on the bottom of the ocean, with his urge for air gone. Then slowly the ocean resurfaced him to the beach.

Fake story, how can you date a girl for three years and her parents are completely ignorant of it? Secondly most guys have a freaking spine and would tell the family straight that they are interested in the younger sister, not some related stranger. If the family wants the older one to marry first, the guy and the younger sister would simply wait until the older one got hitched, not break up, and see the guy marrying another girl three months later, only to divorce after five days (<--sounds so fake). Back to 2005.

Why is marriage being demonised? Its not like your going to be shackled for the rest of your lives to a Goblin, I mean there was a reason why you married him/her right? Living on your own means your growing up, it might be rough at first (as you cut off the invisible umbilical cord), but you need to be ready to make compromises as a team, if you're unable to do this by 20, why would you suddenly learn this at 25, or 30? You learn this through experience, you will become more tolerant because of your personal attachement to the other person, and vice versa. I see no advantages in stalling your chance at happiness, you have no clue when your lights will dim for good. What's the point of being a $100k making executive at the age of 30 if you going to die that same year, single? Why not be all that, whilst at the same time being hitched? Plenty of successful cases like that, case in point; this top US Somali Realtor and his wife who is a doctor. There is also the case of aging relatives, all of my remaining male & female relatives above the age of 60 want to see my children one day, if I stalled for some materialistic reasons there is a chance they will never experience their personal wish. This might not be important to you, but to me it is. I recently spotted a grey hair on my mother's head, which gave me the most horrible feeling; nothing last forever, so why pretend it does? Also let's not kid ourselves, if you are in your twenties and over, you are in your prime, why would you deny that person-to-be these important years? Seems very selfish and inconsiderate to me.

Xaaji werkt voor Sinterklaas.

^Microsoft Word has a word count system, a simple copy & paste was sufficient.

While I don't believe in pressuring a person when they hit a certain age, I do think looking for a mate when your young is a good thing. Perfectly fine, if you marry at the age of 30, but if you could have found that person at 23 instead of 30 through multi-tasking, that would mean 7 years gained. Of course there is a chance of a divorce seven years later, but atleast your still in your prime when that happens.

The guy who made that youtube video is one dumb fool, K'naan credits all of his samples on his album, something this so-called investigator would know if he purchased his albums instead of relying on bootlegs. Thiis is just someone trying to discredit a rising major artist because his background is Somali.

In the darkness of space, an asteroid hit my ship, and I was forced to head to a terrible looking planet, where I managed to land safely, but before me and my passengers could count our lucky stars; out came the wretched alien savages, craving for our blood and flesh.

What a cheap ending, beautiful but cheap and lacks originality. Those briliant writers gave us exciting material season after season, displaying pure genius all the way into the last episodes, but then they messed up, extending the series another season would have been better: They shouldn't have killed off the evil being Smokey Locke, but instead should have allowed him to escape the Island and cast a black cloud over the world. The step-mother, Charles Whitmore and Jakob were all hinting at what would happen if he managed to get off the Island, I believed him to be a powerful supernatural demon who could seriously pillage the world upon release(first time I saw the "Smoke monster" gave me a scare, as I used to imagine xuux to be something similar, so I got a few childhood flashbacks) Imagine him escaping and a significant part of the Lost group like Jack, Desmond or Jin taking the sub or plane to follow Smokey Locke back to the known world. When they see the world in utter ruins, they then decide to take their loved ones and flee to the one place still safe; the Island. The strange fountain of light could have been written as being Smokey Locke's achilles heel, and therefore force him to return to the Island after he learns Jack or Hugo are trying to find a way to the fountain so that they can kill him, but he returns with a slave-army that he created during his rampage. I didn't like the backstory of Jakob and his brother, I previously thought it was more mythical and further back into history than the 17th century new world. In hindsight they might aswell have given the evil kid brother a ship and let him sail wherever he wants. This would have prevent six seasons of lost and prior to that two centuries of mayhem on the Island. Still the ending was beautiful, seeing all of the characters and the flashbacks of episodes - I hadn't seen for years, but still fully remembered - gave me goosebumps, it was like I was going through a photo-album or something. What to watch now? Maybe start all over again from season one?

^No, we are priceless! The most expensive car of all time is a used car: 1931 Bugatti Royale Kellner Coupe - $9.7 million A woman should not be devalued based on the fact that she had a previous marriage. I ask myself would I be interested in the person i'm with now if she had been a divorcee? A firm yes echos in my mind.

Chocolate, I say 'nayaa' as a term of endearment lol Ms Moons, het is bijna Sinterklaas dag, Ik mis de peppernoten, en jij? LOL btw @ that video, I cringed so many times. When I have the monotary-capital i'm going to start a Somali girlband and a Somali boyband, several maybe, but I'll have them train for a year first with professionals like they do in Korea, see MBLAQ and Wonder Girls I think thats precisely what the diasporic community needs, a strong modern and distinct Somali entertainment culture as a buffer against the bad influence of rap-culture. It will help Somali youngster caught between two worlds, to create their own identities instead of having to adopt others, sometimes quite destructive ones. Also it will erode the neutrality syndrome many Somali youngsters have where everyone feels like a blood relative. All of my crushes used to be non-Somali celebrities, and I came close to hitching with a non-Somali, that would have been such a disaster in the long run especially if I were to have become as interested in my heritage as I am now. Somali girl/boybands will appeal to young masses, and connect them with the Somali World at a young age, i'm sure of it. Hassan Adan, Magool etc I love them dearly but that only happened later in life, if you had come to me with their songs when I was between the age of 13 to 18, I would probably have gone like this:

Originally posted by *Ibtisam: I think I am falling in love with Adam all over again. High five Adam Nayaa, your the best

Originally posted by The Zack: Chimera has a point. Cabdi has a point, too. He does have a point, but he goes about it the wrong way with his display of immaturity. The root of this discussion is basically genetics, Somali men descend from a lineage and culture that is predominantly homogeneous in nature. Just as trauma and mental illness can be carried over from Parent to child, his ''anxiety'' with regards to our sisters is perfectly understandable. He is the first to experience this culture-schock, his entire "being" is now forced to re-adjust after decades, maybe centuries of his forefathers growing up in homogeneous societies. A complex internal mindset was developed during this timeperiod, and is imprinted within him. Everytime he sees a sister with an ajanabi, it's multiplied twenty-fold in his mind because of the continues echo. Him being single makes it even worser, because internally he believes when he is ready to hitch, there will be no sisters left. This is why I regret being so hard on him, this is basically a young brother appealing to the sisters out there, that they should not forget him, one day he will graduate, one day he will have that car. There is a flip-side to his reaction, and that is Somali men who get a kick out of discussing anecdotes about Somali women and foreign men, I have seen those types in action and a weird adrenaline rush overtakes them as they go into details, usually spit can be seen in the corners of their mouth, or their hands begin to shake out of pure excitement. Its no surprise then that another male group like the homogeneous Japanese love to create cartoons where foreigners rape Japanese women, it's the dark side of homogeneity and the sudden exposure of something different. Its twisted, but throw five Lions and seven Lionesses in a jungle full of Tigers, and the animal kingdom would show the same situations, albeit less sentient. What I mentioned above is not exclusive to males, there are plenty of female versions of Cabdi, though they are more subtle in their arguments against Somali men and foreign women relations, one of their classics being; she will take away your kids and ban you from seeing them(lol). They too descend from a lineage of foremothers who grew up in homogeneous societies, hence like their brothers, its also imprinted within them. I personally remember when I was around the 16-17 age category, a group of Somali girls used to follow me through the mall, they would be 30 steps behind me and at school they would always greet me and then giggle away. In hindsight it was clear they had a crush on me, but at the time I used to date Dutch girls, and precisely one time when those Somali girls came over and talked to me, my Dutch girlfriend grabbed my hand and said; let's go. I looked behind and wanted to say goodbye to the Somali sisters but noticed their faces were schocked, confused, sad, the previously most vocal of the sisters simply looked at the ground. I didn't get it at the time what was going on, since it was in my Pre-Somali baan ahay-Age, when I was basically a Dutch boy with Dutch aspirations, but today I completely get it. These sisters were disappointed in me. To see what they considered one of their own boys with a non-Somali, must have been hurtful. If you don't understand my point, let me use a different example; If a Somali guy saw a Russian lady and a Somali lady both at the edge of death, and he was capable of only saving one, picture him saving the Russian lady. The Somali lady falling to her death in her last seconds alive would wonder why he didn't pick her, aren't they both Somali? This mentality is rife in the Somali community, there is a sense of entitlement to one another, which is logical considering how close-knit the community is. I don't see this changing; as long as there is a diaspora, there will be plenty of Cabdis and the young Somali sisters like those from my teenage years who will continue feeling that anxiety, that schock and confusion because nobody really prepares them for this. I'm not in any way against people's personal choices, I know men and women who have found love outside the Somali community and are happy, but do know this; there is a difference between settlers and conquerors. The former group are men and women who adore your culture, love your people and want to be part of your community. The latter group are exploitative in nature, they do not like your culture or people, instead they see you as a trophy in the case of the women, or an exotic lover in the case of men. Some have difficulty differentiating between these two groups and end up badly burned. To end my mad imsoniac rant, brother Cabdi, you're better served focusing on the vast majority of good sisters that you will find in droves in places like Somali weddings, festivals and football tournaments: