Abtigiis, wax fiican baa socda

Galab wanaagsan dadka dadka dadka dadka ...... Sleeping in da middle of the work ,,,,,, shouldn't stay that late xalay. Some people are just waste of time

The top and the bottom of the list of countries in Newsweek's recent cover story, "The 2011 Global Women's Progress Report", evoke images of two different worlds. At the top of the list - the "Best Places to be a Woman" - we see the usual suspects: Iceland and the Scandinavian countries, the Netherlands, Switzerland, and Canada. On that planet, we see rankings in the upper 90s for the survey's five categories: Justice, health, education, economics, and politics. Women are out-earning men in college degrees (United States), domestic abusers are being banned from their homes and tracked with electronic monitors (Turkey), and female prime ministers are being elected (Denmark and Australia). Now look at the other planet, "The Worst Places in the World to be a Woman". In Chad, the worst of the worst, woman have "almost no legal rights", and girls as young as ten are legally married off, which is also true in Niger, the seventh worst place for a woman. Most women in Mali - the fifth worst - have been traumatised by female genital mutilation. In Democratic Republic of Congo, 1,100 women are raped every day. In Yemen, you are free to beat your wife whenever you like. READ FULL STORY: http://www.aljazeera.com/indepth/opinion/2011/10/2011102133713539233.html

Sidii dhugdhugley dhuldheer maraysaa dhawaaqayga loo dhegeystaa

Waar markaan ka maqanahay waaban ka raystaa anigu buuqooda ,,,

Communal advice and Divorce on the bus By ibtisam Strange title you might think, but let me share a story with you all. While most foreigners and Somaliland Diaspora returnees roam the city in big 4×4 cars or at least little bangers that need occasional pushing over a heel or a rock, I have been walking and taking the public transport on almost daily basis to get to and from work six days a week. The bus is probably my only interaction with local everyday Somalilander’s, costing just SL Shillings 1500, it is the popular and accessible option for most. Although slow, and time consuming (I do wonder when bus stops, savers, weekly tickets, monthly tickets and so on will reach Somaliland), it is easy and convenient for none drivers like me. I also got an additional benefit I did not bargain for which is experiencing ordinary collective chatter, jokes, fights and laughter. Of course the first few days, being a Londoner I was utterly shocked that I could not alternate between reading my book in peace and silently studying my sandals. The bus is loud, erupting with laughter, heated discussions and people discussing intimate details or borderline x-rated content. After three -four days, I gave up on trying to read, partly because I frequently became the topic of discussion directly or indirectly and partly because it was simply just too loud. Curiosity also got the better of me and I started listening to the animated conversations swirling around me. It is quite difficult to keep tract because with 28 people on the bus (the bus won’t move till all seats are filled and few guys are swinging from the doorway, holding on casually as if not noticing the harsh braking and halts or the bumpy road, I marvel at their bravery and madness, frequently feeling on edge because I’m convinced one will fall off!) The bus conductor joins the air-blockers (the guys swinging from the door way and blocking the air) and clicking his fingers to signal for payment, immediately each row of passengers put their money together and pass it down to a passenger at the front (saying that’s for the us 12 at the back or us 4 at the front), this person then passes the money to the bus conductor (young bus conductors always count, while the older bus conductors just put it in their pocket). To get off the bus, you just shout “stop for me” loudly and it will immediately stop (where it is in the middle of roundabout, the President’s gate, the side road, the school junction- basically anywhere). With the task of collecting the bus fare over, the passengers will either 1) discuss the hot topic on the news (recently it was been the Oromo deportation, the tragic floods which killed 18 people, Al shabab or the president’s latest speech or insult to opponents) Or 2) If there is no news, the topic almost always is women, girls, wife’s, culture or Somali Diaspora returnees (Daqan ceelis- meaning cultural tourist). For my afternoon ride home at around 2pm, the BBC Somali is often blaring from the bus speakers and the discussion that follows is normal around the topics discussed. In the evenings, some drivers either play music, while other curiously rotate in 5 minute intervals of playing Music and Quran (I guess those ones are trying to cater to all passengers). Local Somalis have so much energy and they love waking up early even the unemployed ones, while I struggle to drag myself out of bed, by 6.45am (yes you read that correctly) the bus is full of loud, chatter, energetic people who have already returned from the markets or visiting people or some other errand. Although people do not know each other, by the time the person reaches their destination, normally always (for the guys) someone asks them, nice to meet you; what is your name or are you so and so’s family (sub clan of some sort deprived from his views or experience of what he has shared) and the person gets off cheerful waving and shouting their Salam as they go. Now, if you are still wondering about the divorce on the bus title, a few days ago, I got on the bus at my usual time, I was one of the last passengers to get on and we were soon on the move. A man loudly proclaimed he needed advice, he bitterly complained about his wife’s combined laziness, hardheadedness, lack of initiative, rudeness and lack of respect for him, should I divorce her? he asked. Some passengers laughed, I was outraged that he would air his private business on a public bus and I assumed it was probably not all her fault (after all what kind of man discusses his family business on the bus and slag’s his wife off to strangers, surely not a good or even decent husband). The female passengers asked him what he contributes to the house, how long he’s been married and various other questions. The older male passengers advised him to just marry another wife to ease his life and make him content, while the younger male passengers told him to divorce her if he is so unhappy. I silently marveled at the different responses, the elderly passengers were adamant that he should keep his wife and kids, but perhaps if he remarries jealousy will make her a better wife or his new wife will set an example for her, he will also have another home to hide away in and more obedient and loving wife. The young male passengers were so quick with prescribing divorce, while the women focused on lots of random but pointless laughter and chatter. What amazes me is that no one seemed surprised or even reprimanded him for bad mouthing his wife, or shocked at the private sharing of information, but most importantly it seemed the norm to seek life changing advice from a bunch of strangers on a public bus! The man soon reached his destination and prepared to get off, people were still shouting advise and he was thanking others, laughing at some suggestions, he proclaimed that as soon as he goes home, he will tell his wife he is getting married because he can’t deal with her and her short comings, if she demands a divorce or acts up, he will promptly divorce her! I cannot believe the man made up his mind about the fate of his marriage on a bus ride?!!!!. I watched him walking down a side path, as the bus continued another discussion started. I wondered what bonds these strangers together for 15-45mins that allows them to confide in each other openly, even seriously considering the advice they are given. I wondered what happened with the man? Did he divorce his wife? I imagined funny scenarios of him telling a new woman “marry me, my previous wife is lazy, rude, bad to the kids and insults me” I hope she/they laugh in his face and tells him to take a running jump!.

The Zack;749774 wrote: I was listenning to some Somali radio the other day ( I think it was Shabeelle) and they were interviewing this Oromo dude. He was like all the I***** in Diridhabe, Addis-Ababa, and Nazrete should pack their clothes and leave for their home as those places are Oromo land LOL. He was like the is Oromo vs. the I. I think he has a point, there are too many Hargeisawis in Oromia, even Hadrawi was once busted trying to get an Ethiopian passport in Diridhabe. The Zack and His Qabyaalad ..........

Showqi;749674 wrote: Ninka diaper-ka xidhanaya waxaa ka sii daran islaanta tidhi anigaa kan xanaaneynaya oo waa infant-keeygii. Waa dunni waalatay Habartu shuqullo badan bay meeshaa ka waddaa ,,,,,

I'm with Ibti here .......

Eritrea is the main funder ........

I was listening to the BBC interview with Cali Dheere ....... He was even proud of this saying "Ilaahay baa subxaanahu watacaalaa noo fududeeyay hawshan" ........ Nacallaa waxaad tahay ku yaal dheh ,,,

And after all .... this is the reality:

Imisa goor baad rabtay inuu ku celceliyo ???

.. Crazy

he only named your enclave that one time but the other real countries more then once. ;);)

Waar I was a member of the committee that drafted the Act sxb ,,,, it took so much time and resources. As I said a full implementation is not yet feasible but it started and will go slowly. I know all the fuss from the UN/INGOs and was part of the whole discussions but things will move slowly. We are already tackled by some articles in the act and my Organization have no choice but to follow.

The act has already been implemented sxb .... it will take sometime to fully adapt it but it is on the move.

:How about if the aggressor is a Muslim ?? ,,,,

Dood-wadaagga iyo nidaamka ku dhisan in qof kastaaba fikirkiisa si xor ah u cabiro ayaa caan ka dhex ah bulsho weynta reer Somaliland iyadoo goobaha la iskugu yimaado sida maqaaxiyaha, mafrashyada iyo suuqyada intaba laga doodo xaalada siyaasadeed, dhaqan-dhaqaale iyo bulsho ee dalku hadba la daris yahay. Meelaha xiisaha leh ee ugu mudan, doodaha ugu mudakarsana ay ka dhacaan waxa ugu muhimsan basaska. Iyadoo sababta ay uga ka dhigtay in doodahoodu ka xamaasad iyo xiiseba badan yihiin kuwa ka dhaca goobaha aynu soo xusnay ay ugu muhimsan waa ta koowaade, waa meel cid gaar ah u xidhnayn ee loo siman yahay, matalan, mafrashyada waxa wada fadhiista in is sheeko taqaana, aragtidooda siyaasadeed laga yaabo inay midaysan tahay wadaaga, aqoon ahaan iyo mihnad ahaanba u siman, oo dooda ka socotaa wax cusub soo kordhinayn maadaama oo qof kastaba la sii garan karo halka iyo dhanka uu ka fakirayo. Haddaynu milicsano, xaga maqaaxiyaha inkastoo sheekadu tahay mid dad badan oo kala aragti duwan, kala da’ gadisan oo xagga aqoontana ku kala tagsani ay iskugu yimaadaan haddana waa mid aan bulshadu u dhammayn , tusaale ahaan haweenka ayaa ka maqan. Laakiin, basasku waxay goobaha kale kaga dood mac yihiin waa meel ay iskugu yimaadaan dhadig iyo labood, culimo iyo caamo, aqoonyahan iyo qof aanay alifka iyo ba'du u kala soocnayn kana kala soo jeeda da'da iyo ayniyo mararka qaar aad u kala durugsan. Waa goob muddada kooban ee qof kastaaba ku jiro wax kaga korodhsan karo kuna biirin karo bulshada magaalada daafaheeda kala duwan dhan kastaba ka timid ee saaran—sax ha ahaato ama qalad; run ama beenba. Waa goob ay ku hirdamaan ra'yiyo aad u kala fog oo dadka saaran ee qaybaha kala duwan ee bulshada ah ka soo kala jeedaa ay u codeeyaan iyagoo u miisamaya si waaqiciya oo mararka qaar lagu tilmaami karaba inuu yahay basku baarlamaan socda. Dadkeenu waa dad aan qalada aqoon marka la garab dhigo dadyawga kale. Tusaale ahaan, waa dhif iyo naadir in la arko dood balaadhan oo ka dhacaysa tareen ama bas gudahii marka la joogo dalalka Reer Galbeedka, balse dadkeenu dhaqan ahaan waa dad galaangal leh oo si fudud iskula jaanqaadi kara markay noqoto xaga dood-wadaaga iyo haasaawaha. Marka albaabka la iskugu laabo baska ee la hubiyo 30 ama 25 qofba inay saaran yihiin ayaa markaba sheekadu isqoorsataa oo ka ugu horeeya iyo kan ugu danbeeyaa mid kastaaba isku dayaa inuu keeno dood iyo mooshin xiise leh oo lala wadaagi karo. Waxa koone ilaa koone la isweydaarsadaa dood lagu ladhay kaftan aan turxaan lahayn, taas oo mararka qaar cirka isku shareerto oo heer gacan ka hadal ah gaadha marka cayda-lafa-jabiska iyo ereyadda meel-qaban-waaga ah lagu kala ciil bixi waayo. Waxa qof kastaaba u hanqal-taagaa inuu war iyo wacaal halkaa wixii la isku dhaafsanayo ka sii guntado oo haduu goob shaqo ku socdo iyo haduu xaafadiisa ku sii hoyanayo ama ka soo socdaba wax ka sii calfado sheekada. Dooda marka laga tago, waa meel lagu kala warqaato sidaynu soo sheegnay oo warka aad halkaas ka maqasho laga yaabo in afarta jiho ee magaalada sida caws dab qabsaday mar kaliya u wada gaadho oo warar la badhxay iyo kuwo lis ah intaba waad ka heli kartaa. Maalin barqo ah ayaa bas waxaan ka soo raacay suuqa, goorahaas 50% dadka saarani waa haween ku sii jeeda guryahoodii oo suuqa ka soo adeeganayay. Markii waxooga la socday ee qof kastaaba dhagaha u taagayo goorta ay dooda ugu horraysa sida xabada dhuunta ka soo bixi doonto, ayaa waxa sida hanqadhka mar kaliya uga dhex onkoday cod u dheer oo kor u qaylinaya. Waa ninka xaga danbe fadhiya, markuu dareemay in dadkii dhagaha ku amaanaysteen oo dhankiisa soo wada jaleeceen ayuu yidhi: "Sawmaanaan hadda ka iman tii maxkamad ahayd oo islaan aanu isxigno labada dhagoodba mid inkaar qabtaa may goosan?!" Kii ugu horeeyay ilaa kii ugu danbeeyay ayaa mar kaliya la soo wada booday "Goosatayaaaa?!" intaanu jawaabin ayaa islaan ag fadhiday ay ku tidhi: -"Oo hooyo maxaa u geeyay?" -"Dee maanu garanayni imtaxaanuun...dee balaayo ayaa ku qaadatay maxaanu garan" ayuu ugu jawaabay. Gabadh kale ayaa la soo booday "Oo intay mid la garaye tan labaad goosanaysay gabadhu maxay qabanaysay…may qaniintay ilkaha qadhabi ka gurtay?" Isagoon ka jawaabin, lana sugin wuxuu odhan lahaaba ayaa qof kastaaba dhinaciisa jawaab duuduub ah soo laliyey si ugu qiilsamaynayo mixnaddan. Ninkii odayga ahaaba sheekadi way dhaaftay, waa la isla wada oogsaday oo dirawalkii, kirishboygii qof kastaaba isagoo yaaban oo labada dhaban gacmaha ku haya dhinacna ka gurxamaya oo mashaqadan meesha ka soo ifbaxday la amakaagasan ayuu hadba su'aal heedadaw ah oo isagu inuu isweydiinayo inuu cid kale ku wado aan la kala garanyn ku soo dhex tuuraa. Waxa la soo gaadhay meeshii uu ku dagi lahaa ninkii baska dhagafaarka dhex dhigay. Maadaama oo aan fadhiyo kursiga ka danbeeya kan lagu magacaabo “Habar-ma-waaye” hadalka, gurxanka, codka aan la fahmayn ee fajacisadu keentay intaba waan la socdaa. Mar qosol ayaan isku xejinayaa; mar kale xiise dartii ayay dhagahu I fidayaan oo aan la tiigsanayaa af dhawr mitir ii jira si aan u masuuninyo uun waxa uu leeyahay, laakiin ninka mooshinka keenay aqooni iiguma laabna oo waan aqaanaa! Markuu sii dagayay ayuu intuu dib u soo qooraansaday yidhi, "Meelahaa kaga sheekeeya gabadhba labada dhagoodba la goostay, naa waa been…hadduu qof waalani wax idiin sheegana maad rumaysanaysaan?” Ninkani waa nin buka oo xiska wax uga dhiman yihiin balse muuqaal ahaan iyo dood ahaanba haddaad milicsato qof fayaw judhaba loo qaadanayo. Mar kaliya ayaa wax qosol ku dhufta iyo wax hadalku yaab dartii ku gudhay loo qaybsamay, ka dib markii tiraba saddex qof marag iskugu raaceen inuu hebalkani kaan garanayo iyo sidaan u garanayey intaba yahay. Ha ahaato dhaqanka, diinta, arrimaha bulshadda, siyaasadda, dhaqaalaha iyo guud ahaan qaybaha nolosha basku waa goob lagu faaqido ama mararka qaar afkaar aad la yaabayso qiimahooda ay ka soo baxaan. Waa kuwo dhex mara dad kala duwan oo qaybaha bulshada ee kala gadisan oo dhan ka kooban oo aan qofna lagu cabudhin fikirkiisa oo uu si xor ah u dhiibto. Waa meel xoriyatal-qawlku hadheeyay, rag iyo dumar, culimo iyo caamo, yar iyo weyn aan la isku qoonsan qofba aragtidii iyo soo jeedintiisa, xataa ka waalanna ku dhahoo. By: Cabdillaahi Xasan Cabdillaahi “Baxraawi”

Qasaaraha soo Gaaray mas uuliyiinta dowlada ayaa sheegaya in uu dhaawac soo gaaray wasiirka caafimaadka e dowlada Soomaaliya Balse uu dhaawaciisu Noqday Mid Fudud Hmm . . .

Halista Qaraxa uu Geystay ayaa la sheegay in dadkii ay Dhamaan Tood ay Gubteen oo ay Ku jirtay Haweneey Uur Leh oo gubatay oo Madaxana Ga go day waxa la soo sheegaya in dadkii ku dhintay ay intooda Badan ay ahaayeen ardey Dooneyay in ay ka qeyb Galaan imtixaanaadka Looguu Qaadayo Dalka Turkiga Subxaan ! ! !

Muqdisho(HWN) Faah Faahin iyo Warar dheeri ah aaya ka soo Baxaya Qaraxii goor dhaweyd ka dhacay Gudaha Magaalada Muqdisho gaar ahaan Meel aan sidaa uga Fogeyn Hotelka Weyn Ee Saxafi ayadoona uu Qasaaraha aad usii Batay Qaraxa oo si rasmi ah uga dhacay xarunta Hargaha iyo Saamaha oo ay halkaasi Dagan yihiin Wasaaradaha Xukuumada Dowlada Soomaaliya iyadoona uu Qaraxa Geystay Gaari weyn oo Xamuul ah oo Loo Yaqaano Waaraad Kaasio oo Dad Badni ay Ugeeriyoodeen Qaraxaasi Waxaa la Xaqiijiyay in Dad ku dhawaad Gaaraya 90 Ruux ay ku Geeriyootay Qaraxaan aadka uxoogan iyadoona dadka Dhaawacana uu soo Gaaray la Xaqiijiyay in ay kor udhaafayaan 100 kale waxaana Xiligaani aad ubuux dhaafay isbitaalka Madiina ee Magaalada Muqdisho oo lagu Dal dalaoy dadkii Qaraxa wax ka soo Gaareen Gaarigaan Qarxay oo Waaraadka ah ayaa waxaa aad uga Buuxay Wax Yaabaha Qarxa ayadoona uu Saarnaa Qof Naftii hure ah oo ugu Talagalay in uu dad badani ay dhintaan asagana uu naftiisa Ku Waayo waxaase halkii uu Qaraxa ka dhacay ay Noqotay Goob dhiig iyo Hiliob Daadsan iyo Madaxyo Dadkii Ka soo go ay iyo Dad Dhaawac halis ah soo Garay oo Rafanaya waxaase uu Qaraxaani u Noqday mid Dad Badani ka oysiiyay oo uu Noqonayo mid Qasaaro aan la soo Koobi karin gaarsiiyay dadkii Dhaqaatiirka isbitaalka Madiina ayaa sheegay in isbitaalka La keenay Dad aad udaran oo halis ku jira in ay Geeriyoodaan oo Qaarkood durbab ay socoto daweyntooda Ilaa iyo Hada lama oga in shaqalaha Dowlada ay wax Yeelo Ka soo Gaareen Maadama uu Qaraxun ka dhacay irida hore ee Xarunta hargaha iyo Saamaha ay dagan ayaihiin wasaarado Badan mana jirto ila iyo Hada cid sheegatay in ay qaxaraasi ka dambeysay oo mulkiyadiisa Leedahay

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