Oh dear dear didn’t think this would go this far and yet keep up the humor going. I’m glad its made pple think and debate in a responsive manner. Well thanks to all the ol buddies of mine and yes I had to take a sabbatical from this place as I was confused and convinced that life wouldn’t get any better around here however, where I went it was crazier and so the phrase “better the devil you know …” came to mind. I have to say I did miss the rumblings and thoughts that came to mind when you browsed through the pages and saw everyone’s take on life’s ups and downs. Good to see that you all still alive and kicking albeit some of you using different namesJ I always thought people never went the whole nine yards when it came to reading anything online but pick and chose what they thought was interesting. You know being individuals our brains see different things and either agree or object to certain issues depending on what you have been brought up to think or perhaps fed to believe. I thought this wasn’t for everyone but some would appreciate the gentle nature of human nature other than the “feer iyo laadh” that we see all around us. I do believe that some will enjoy the article and the book and some would spit on and blind themselves to those who like that kind of life style that is even advocated in our holy Koran. Ahh well what can I say… If you can imagine it, you can achieve it. If you can dream it, you can become it." So hey do what is right for yourselves regardless of what others think.

This is also an ever-changing role – depending on life, kids, and changes in your husband. You need to evolve. It is about the “mundane” things like cleaning, meals, housework, but it is also about being a best friend to him, (if you’re not already there become his friend) being his soft place to fall, taking care of him emotionally and what to expect of a wife.. Being devoted and submissive is NOT about being a doormat. Marriage has two people in it – why not divide the responsibilities? Why not share the load? It isn’t about a 1950’s model of a marriage either. (unless that is how it works for you. It is about finding out what each other is good/better at, dividing the list, and then taking responsibility for that list. Having your husband be the final say on things gives an end, a decision made, (after discussing it of course). You can be a devoted submissive wife and still work; you can be a submissive wife and be the one that handles the finances if you are better at that. This is about treating your husband like you did in the beginning, with trust, with respect and with love. Question here though is...Can this work for us Somalis who happen to be rebels without a couse?

Researchers link high heels and knee osteoarthritis, a painful, degenerative joint disease. Walking on high heels puts abnormal stress on both the front and the back of the knee. Shoe-related problems. . . include ankle sprains and breaks from rolling over on high-heeled shoes. But looking good to some outweigh the consequences:)

One thing that I know is that we are all different and have different wishes and a spirations in life. However, one can always pick and chose what is right for them. It could be overwhelming for some but absolutely successful for others.

Well first of all Salaams to the old and new users in here and to all the friends who I remember and those I have unfortunately forgotten due to loss of memory. It’s human to forget and it’s human to lose a bit of that grey matter everyday. Anyway I just thought I would share this with my sisters who are already spoken and those who are still aspiring to be wives. I was reading this book and it was amazing. It surely left an impression on me and many who have read it. Did you know that a lot of women have now gone back to the drawing table to reflect upon their ways and thoughts about marriage and behaviour towards their men? Hmmm I also watched a program about hidden lives on Channel 5 and I saw these well learned ladies submitting to all their men’s needs and wishes and how they let their men call the shots and be men. Strange but it was kind of amazing how successful their relationships became. Ah well for those who wish to try to make their relationships work do read the book and perhaps you will realise where you are going wrong.

Time for a change whatever the change is .....I just hope history doesnt repeat itself in the case of Somalia and Somalis. There is a Wind of change lets hope it blows in the right direction...

Hmmmm contemplates on the offer and says Kudos sis. I do so wish u all the best and may U reap the best of the fruits arounds....well more like strike Gold. Oh by the way I salute you for speaking your mind and ofcouse wanting what you already know you deserve. Salaams

Greetings folks ....Suddenly I feel more African than I have ever known, the pulse is pumping like never b4, the heartbeat is doubling by every kick and I suppose its seing an African team do what most others have failed so far and that is to to give afootballing lesson to ateam that is rated amongst the favourites.....Go Ghana Go Ghana. Cant wait to see them qualify. More confidence better football I guess.

Translations The tourist in Mombasa had a friend as a translator by the name of Mr.Makeke. When in a small restaurant in town things went like this: Tourist: Do you have vegetables here. Makeke: Mnavyo vijimeza hapa. Waiter: Vijimeza vidogo hatuna. Makeke: No sir, they don't have. Tourist: OK, fine, do you have hot dogs. Makeke: Sawa, je mnao mbwa wa moto. Waiter: Loh! Bwana we, hatupiki mbwa hapa. Makeke: They don't cook here Tourist: What type of snacks do you have here. Makeke: Aina ngapi ya nyoka mnao hapa, Waiter: We bwana we hapa hatupiki aina yeyote ya nyoka, mwache akale nyumbani kwao. Makeke: They don't cook any type of snacks here, maybe you can go back and eat at home. Tourist: OK, at least give us a cocktail juice. Makeke: OK, tupatie hata juisi ya mkia wa jogoo. Waiter: Hebu tokeni na bangi lenu hapa, tena sasa hivi kabla sijakasirika. Makeke: Lets get out of here, I think this man is crazy!

Pretty interesting names... Well here is another little joke that I happened to stumble upon. "jamaa mmoja na mkewe waliamua kutafuta neno watakalolitumia badala ya neno kufanya mapenzi ili watoto wao wasigundue wazazi wanapotaka kufanya majambozz,wakaamua kutumia neno typewriter.siku moja jamaa alikuwa anataka mambo flani akamtuma mtoto wake,kamwambie mama baba anataka typewriter aandike barua, mama akasema kamwambie baba typewriter leo ina wino mwekundu.siku kadhaa zikapita mama akamtuma mtoto akamwambie baba kuwa typewriter iko fresh anaweza kuandika ile barua yake,baba akajibu kamwambie mama yako barua nimeshiandika kwa mkono."

Hmmmmm Beauty ...I would say its isn’t just in the eyes but in the taste, the feel, the moment, the touching, the talking, mannerism and the smell...................so to me seeing is just the beginning but real beauty comes with time...

Afew days ago I was watching an analysis of the 911 crush sites. After the video, I couldnt help but wonder what really happened. Now its your turn to check out the stories and ofcouse the videos. Just breath taking. Lets see what conclusions you guys come with. 911Site Click here for video clips Video clips Believe me you wont look at it the same way.

Thought this was hilarious....enjoy. More Intercepted Instant Messaging Between Bush and Blair kickass43: hey sxybritguy10: hey kickass43: u up sxybritguy10: cant sleep kickass43: dont have that problem sxybritguy10: noticed kickass43: man I can fall sleep on a bicycle sxybritguy10: lol. wish that was the only accident at g8 sxybritguy10: bloody cursed summit kickass43: u brits r tuff folks kickass43: u take bombs well kickass43: ur arresting the badasses kickass43: got plenty more room at gitmo if u need it sxybritguy43: thnx. ur da man kickass43: aside from that mrs Lincoln wat u think of g8 sxybritguy10: better than live 8 kickass43: that ttlly suckd kickass43: all it needed was kimmy jong il up on stage in his platform boots with elton john sxybritguy10: lol kickass43: singing I’m so ronery. u kno team america. sxybritguy10: rofl. I luv that movie kickass43: don’t know y we promised so much freakin $$$ for Africa sxybritguy10: key word: promised kickass43: bunch of thieves kickass43:u remember live aid? kickass43: all those bucks raised and ethiopia’s still in the toilet sxybritguy10: sux kickass43: got a better idea for do-good rockers sxybritguy10: wot kickass43: u know angeline jolie adopted an ethiopian orphan? sxybritguy10: yeah kickass43: so y doesn’t she adopt the whole freakin country? sxybritguy10: u mean like buy it? kickass43: she could afford it kickass43: hell she could afford uganda too if she marries brad pitt sxybritguy10: srsly kickass43: srsly kickass43: new celebs could start small kickass43: lindsay lohan takes chad sxybritguy10: geldof takes ivory coast kickass43: think of all the beachfront property kickass43: celebs love beachfront property kickass43:put streisand in charge and the whole continent will be one big ecopark kickass43: xcept for HER beachfront property sxybritguy10: maybe paris hilton could put up some decent hotels kickass43: make a golf course out of kenya kickass43: now thats a goal for the next g8 kickass43: not ****** ‘debt forgiveness’ kickass43: no one forgives my debts. still owe daddy big time sxybritguy10: our salaries suck kickass43: we’ll clean up out of office sxybritguy10: like Clinton kickass43: wish we were like those euros kickass43: we’d clean up IN office sxybritguy10: like the French kickass43: or my friend sylvio sxybritguy10: u guys rlly hung at g8 kickass43: he was ttlly bored. like me. kickass43: we played 21 on our blackberries kickass43: man those germans can talk kickass43: like u brits can drink. u r all drunken sods sxybritguy10: needed it kickass43: so did I dude kickass43: odouls doesn’t do it for a summit kickass43: could use a stiff one now sxybritguy10: u r in trouble man kickass43: rove stuff sux kickass43: can’t play the game with no quarterback sxybrityguy10: bad rap sxybritguy10: at least u still got condi kickass43: she’s so hot sxybritguy10: way hot kickass43: remember her in germany kickass43: the domantrix boots sxybritguy10: smokin kickass43: she rocks way more than colin sxybritguy10: kinda missed colin this yr kickass43: no way sxybritguy10: way kickass43: y sxybritguy10: mostly at cocktails sxybritguy10: those yiddish jokes. lol. kickass43: didn’t miss him. not with all those euro suck-ups kickass43: like hello? I’m the president here? y r u wasting time with him? sxybritguy10: ur right. condi more laffs kickass43: better looking 2 sxybritguy10: for sure kickass43: not like madeleine sxybritguy10: barf kickass43: u remember her sxybritguy10: man I lived her sxybritguy10: terry gilliam in drag sxybritguy10: like going to the prom with yr mother kickass43: my mother?? sxybritguy10: no: one’s mother sxybritguy10: tho yr mom would be pretty ruff too kickass43: dude yr giving me flashbacks sxybritguy10: sry! sxybritguy10: missed bill too kickass43: ???? sxybritguy10: clinton. give him this. he knew how 2 par-tay sxybritguy10: no offense. I kno he’s yr ex kickass43: he’s best buds with my dad now sxybritguy10: u must be freakin kickass43: ttlly. rlly weird kickass43: theyre fishing in kennebunkport 2gether. like hes jeb. sxybritguy10: sux kickass43: no more joint missions for them man sxybritguy10: gotta catch some zs now kickass43: me 2. its way past 9 sxybritguy10: middle of nite here kickass43: k sxybritguy10: k kickass43: one last thing sxybritguy10: wot kickass43: rove kickass43: thinking of making him special envoy to international terrorism or something sxybritguy10: y kickass43: get him out of dc for a bit sxybritguy10: how bout court of st. jim? sxybritguy10: we cd use him sxybritguy10: I cd use him kickass43: ur not running again? kickass43: thought u promised 2 step aside for that dude brown sxybritguy10: key word: promised kickass43: ur such a badass! sxybritguy10: takes 1 2 kno 1 kickass43: if rove is smart he’ll go private kickass43: speaking of cleaning up out of government sxybritguy10: sigh KICKASS43 HAS LOGGED OFF SXYBRITGUY10 HAS LOGGED OFF

Dumbfounded beyond believe at the kind of day I was having, the Bronco kept hitting and ramming us from behind and with all my injuries and pain, I was truly suffering but the fear somehow drained away the pain. This was a matter of life and death and I asked my friend why this was happening and he cursed, "I lost their f in money and they sent the “cleaners†to whack me.....What? I said! That sentence turned my stomach upside down and everything that happened before seem a walk in the park. MAJOR DISASTOR!!!!. Here was a guy who had offended the mafia by stealing from them and not realising the risk involved. He was a problem and he had to be sorted out Sicilian style and that meant....... I started to pray

It was something out of these world. I thought I was in a horror movie where people where suddenly hit by waves of laughter and crying at the sametime. Excruciating pain engulfed me and my crying was more like a moan and yet the four where crying at will. I thought to myself this are not humans; the strange noises, the sudden singing bursts and now cries that even shamed (ME) the injured one. Perhaps the house I had just moved into was.......

With adrenalin pumping so much I started to laugh instead of crying. Annoying song snippets aren't supposed to live through the fear. Therefore, I decided to give arating and it kina of melted fear into a giggle. The chap sitting down got the confidence to talk and say ya maaan. Then I decided he was harmless and started laughing too and I must say the whole episode was hilarious. Here I was shaking in my boots and him pissing in his pants and before long he was laughing and making this strange noises in his throat that where hilarious. I thought to myself hmmm this could be asetup and someone was recording a video of the incident. I asked him if I was being punked......and the laughter even got worse.....then a knock on the door and silence

Little did I realise that the man was as scared if not more scared than I was, he had a lighter and suddenly he started running around the room looking for the window that he had come through. Funny thing was the lighter which he had quickly jumped up and began tearing around the interior of the of the room, banging against the wardrobes and desk and bed, looking for an escape route, but had somehow forgotten where he entered from. Desperately the lighter started running towards me....

Shaking with my heart in my mouth, I saw a dark figure standing just behind doorway. I yelled, what in the world are you doing here? He just stood there...............Waryahee meesha maxa ku keeney? I raised up the torch to let the figure see the glint of the aluminium "WHO ARE YOU" I screamed again but the figure didnt move....

All the hairs on ma body stood as straight as a seargent on a parade at attention so I made my way to the nearest weapon I could come across. I found my trusty torch which doubled as light as well as abaseball bat, and started walking toward the stairs. Suddenly...........

What Happens Next? ------------------------------------------------- This is basically a game where you are to write what happens next in the story. Its designed to see how good and imaginative the next person is. Each post should end in a cliff hanger and the next person to reply has to pick up where the other left off! This can only work if we keep the story going and be creative enough! lets begin.... Once upon a time, and a very good time it was too, I drove back home from work. I was hungry and thought of the ice-cream ladden with vanilla waiting for me in the fridge which was paved with fruits, nuts, drinks and stuffed with all goody goodies all shouting 'eat me' when I suddenly noticed an odd sound coming from upstairs and then suddenly my mobile rang.....

Happy 22 OG girl, many happy returns and may you see many more happy birthdays come and go with a smile.

Like all of you, I'm not sure how to respond to what happened yesterday seing all those bloodied innocent black nosed people with blood flowing freely composed of all sorts of humans. I was actually supposed to jump on the train today and somehow my alarm clock was timed at 9PM rather than 9 AM so I ended up missing the appointment and ended up waking after the first blasts. I feel a great many emotions and I am struggling to make sense of them. Well we tend to say when your day arrived you have no choice but pack it and alxamdulilaah most of the nomads are ok and safe. I hope and pray that Diamante gets well too as she somehow had anarrow escape. I just wanna thank all the normads who managed to both email/call me as well as the special ones who managed to have athought for my safety as well as the ones who live here. I thank you all esp. Pyscho, OG girl, Pacific, Raula, shujui Tamina and all those I havent mentioned. Its good to have this family for sure. Lets keep the faith and pray for all those who are dead and imjured and ofcouse those who will have to face the aftermath of it all. Do look after yourselves folks

How to Speak About Women And Be Politically Correct She is not a BABE or a CHICK - She is a BREASTED-AMERICAN. She is not a BLEACHED BLONDE - She is PEROXIDE DEPENDENT. She is not a BAD COOK - She is MICROWAVE COMPATIBLE. She is not HALF NAKED - She is WARDROBE IMPAIRED. She does not wear TOO MUCH JEWELRY - She is METALLICALLY OVERBURDENED. She is not CONCEITED - She is INTIMATELY AWARE OF HER BEST QUALITIES. She does not want to be MARRIED - She wants to lock you in DOMESTIC INCARCERATION. She does not GAIN WEIGHT - She is a METABOLIC UNDERACHIEVER. She is not a SCREAMER or MOANER - She is VOCALLY APPRECIATIVE. She is not EASY - She is HORIZONTALLY ACCESSIBLE. She does not TEASE or FLIRT - She engages in ARTIFICIAL STIMULATION. She is not DUMB - She is a DETOUR OFF THE INFORMATION SUPERHIGHWAY. She is not TOO SKINNY - She is SKELETALLY PROMINENT. She does not HAVE A MUSTACHE - She is IN TOUCH WITH HER MASCULINE SIDE. She does not HATE TELEVISED SPORTS - She is ATHLETICALLY IGNORANT. She has not BEEN AROUND - She is a PREVIOUSLY ENJOYED COMPANION. She does not WEAR TOO MUCH PERFUME - She commits FRAGRANCE ABUSE. She does not GET YOU EXCITED - She causes TEMPORARY BLOOD DISPLACEMENT. She is not KINKY - She is a NON-INHIBITED SEXUAL COMPANION. She does not have a KILLER BODY - She is TERMINALLY ATTRACTIVE. She does not GO SHOPPING - She is MALL FLUENT. She is not an AIRHEAD - She is REALITY IMPAIRED. She does not get DRUNK or TIPSY - She gets CHEMICALLY INCONVENIENCED. She does not get FAT or CHUBBY - She achieves MAXIMUM DENSITY. She is not COLD or FRIGID - She is THERMALLY INACCESSIBLE. She is not HORNY - She is SEXUALLY FOCUSED. She does not WEAR TOO MUCH MAKEUP - She has reached COSMETIC SATURATION. She does not have BREAST IMPLANTS - She is GRAVITY RESISTANT. She does not NAG YOU - She becomes VERBALLY REPETITIVE She is not a SLUT - She is SEXUALLY EXTROVERTED. She is not LOOSE - She is MORALLY IMPAIRED. She does not have MAJOR LEAGUE HOOTERS - She is PECTORALLY SUPERIOR. She does not have THIN LIPS - She is COLLAGEN DEPENDENT.

Congrats to Liverpool for such an amazing night. Against all odds and coming back from behind like they did was amazing. Simply unbelievable. I was disappointed with the first half and never thought they would be back but football has away of surprising you. The manner in which Liverpool unravelled and humbled Milan was quite terrific. The Milan players where in shock and couldn’t believe what was unfolding in front of their very own eyes. Dudek should always be the Numero Uno in this case as he single handedly won the cup for Liverpool.

Just Hilarious to say the least... Feminism schmeminisms. You don't hold out great hopes for a guy who informs you that you owe £13.78 for your dinner and glass of mushakaal. On the other hand, there is the uncomfortable whiff of greed or freeloading. A woman shouldn't look at a date as a free meal and shouldn't go out with a guy she's definitely not interested in just to have one. Whats major here is who invited who and why. Everyone has an agenda of some sort these days. I guess being gentlemanlike and ladylike is a thing of the past.