Baashi ciyaal jardiino waaxid! Rawyaa xawaan kuu geeshaa, da'iga shaabaalka maskuu ramaayaa? Last time I have attempted speaking af jinni was ages ago man! glad to see some keep it up. Thus Spake I

The sad thing is, this sort of shenanigan does take place in our community. Is it me or fornication had become the thing to do these days—perhaps I am still in the dark ages and enlightenment is what I need. I have yet to see an out all rage about this despicable picture our lady had painted. More to the point why would one want to know about this ghastly quandary? If the predicament is real one then surely one can seek advice in more appropriate channels—not assuming that caramel is the victim of this!. If this is hypothetical problem then the solution is OFCOURSE not to indulge such things in the first place. And don't tell me I have lost the plot!!!!!!> Bee: I think what she meant was that when the lady is pregnant then Nikah can not be performed—Somalis do this sort of Nikkah, but according to the Sharia it is null and void. Thus Spake I

Exquisite et all, It seems plethora of people are agreeing with each other on the matter that in order for you to speak to the person you have to be attracted to --- surely this is rather ubsurd. Are we suggeting those who are not estheticly pleasing to look at should not be spoken to? Come on, in my daily monotonous life I meet people some whom are drop dead gorgous others just plain looking; both of these groups I speak to them in same fashion. The problem with the Somali community in the west is that everyone they meet (according to the above statement that is) is a potential courtie. The whole social entraction is reduced to this slim thing-- there is not platonic companionship. Now let me come back to the point. When it comes to courting I think some sort of physical atraction has to be there-- but as I have indicated already one may perhaps casually befriends someone initially having no reason for him/her to "go out" but with the wit and the charm of the other person becomes enchanted and woed alus making the whole distiction thing redundant. Thus Spake I

Caramel, mahadsanid walaashiis! Haatan London ayaan usii caraabi, marka hadii rabi idmo habeen danbe ama axada ayaan dhameys tiri. Waa idinkaas. Sophist PS: Og Mogti, would be delight to read the concluding lines of this story.

War ileen tanoo kale! War maandhooyin maad dhibka dhaaftaan! Mid walba intuu cereal ka dhergey ayuu computerka kudaacdaacayaa! War dhiig muslim naar uun buu idin galin ee rabi kacabsada.

Anger at Kilroy 'anti-Arab rant' Mr Kilroy-Silk presents a daytime television show Muslim leaders have accused Robert Kilroy-Silk of "anti-Arab and anti-Muslim views" after a newspaper piece entitled "We Owe the Arabs Nothing". The Muslim Council of Britain denounced the BBC discussion show presenter's piece as a "gratuitous anti-Arab rant". In the Sunday Express piece, the former Labour MP referred to Arabs as "suicide bombers, limb-amputators, women repressors". The Commission for Racial Equality has also reported the matter to the police. The MCB secretary general Iqbal Sacranie said in a letter to BBC One controller Lorraine Heggessey that Mr Kilroy-Silk had failed to distinguish between the terrorists behind the 11 September attacks and 200 million "ordinary Arab peoples". Mr Sacranie questioned whether if the word Jew or black was substituted for Arab in the piece, the presenter would not still be occupying a high-profile spot on television. A BBC spokeswoman said the corporation was carefully examining Mr Sacranie's letter before deciding whether any action should be taken. The presenter was unable to give a comment due to his mother's funeral. Mr Kilroy-Silk's piece started: "We are told by some of the more hysterical critics of the war on terror that 'it is destroying the Arab world'. So? Should we be worried about that?" Some have complained that anti-Arab and anti-Muslim sentiment has led to attacks Mr Kilroy-Silk went on to say that the toppling of despotic regimes in the Middle East should be a war aim, and questioned the contribution of the Arab nations to world welfare and civilisation. "Apart from oil - which was discovered, is produced and is paid for by the West - what do they contribute? Can you think of anything? Anything really useful?... No, nor can I... "We're told the the Arabs loathe us. Really?... What do they think we feel about them? That we adore them for the way they murdered more than 3,000 civilians on 11 September and then danced in the hot, dusty streets to celebrate the murders?" He said Arab nations should be grateful for the aid and technology the West had provided. "They should go down on their knees and thank God for the munificence of the United States." Mr Sacranie said action should be taken over the "bigoted and ill-informed ideas" in the piece, which was "ignorant, extremely derogatory and indisputably racist". The BBC spokeswoman said: "We've received an e-mail from Mr Iqbal Sacranie and are looking into how the Sunday Express column, which Robert Kilroy-Silk writes in his capacity as a freelance, fits with his on-screen work for the BBC. "We'd like to take the time to carefully consider the points Mr Sacranie makes." CRE chair Trevor Phillips said: "This article is indisputably ****** and its main effect will be to give comfort to the weak-minded. "However, given the extreme and violent terms in which Mr Kilroy-Silk has expressed himself, there is a danger that this might incite some individuals to act against someone who they think is an Arab." http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/3376633.stm

Dubey iyo dahraan iyo dhulka loo dalxiistago! ma kobtaas ayaad uguuri go'aan aheyne!. Huuno hade, waa war fiican. Insha Allah Rabi waa kula garab gali haajirka aad ka haajireyso dhulgaalo oo qaboow. Thus Spake I

Sophist Said Si kastaba xaaladu hanoqotee, dagaal dhacaya ma uu jiro. Waxaan goolaaftan ayaa layiraahdaa. Fu'aad ilama aha inuu leeyahay xiniinyo uu kudagaal galo. Markii ilaadeeradii lagu diley Sanaag ee SNM laayeen, xamar ayuu khamriga iyo Jaadka ku jalabudayey-- marka ma haduu xiniinyo soo iibdadey waaba yaab eh? Its so unfair when everone cries VICTIM...even worse when the perpetrator screams victim...... And Who was the Victim? Fardo la isugu joogo maxaa la isaga faanin? Correction Fardo leysku hayo maxaa leysku Faniin [/QB] Ma haad keentey inaad Aniga Soomaliga igu qabsatid ina hooyo? Adeeer Nugaal ayaan ka imi oo ugu fardo badan Soomaliya, marka hade la isku joogo riwaayada ah ayaa sax ah!. Bal aan kugu qabsado markaad lo'da ama qaadka ka maahmaahdid ! Thus Spake I

Hibo: English Amerikaanka aa dhib weyn iga heystaa yaakhey. Socdaalkeyga soo socda ee MN baad iga dhergin doontaa. Hadii Rabi Idmo. Rag badan baan soo heermin! sii diyaar garoow! Thus Spake I

Proud sister I am glad you have seen the light.

Now look up!

This must be the thousand time I have to declare my sex. I AM HE, HE I, HIM HIS Aboowe! Soomaliga uu ku qoranyahay cramel kisses ma fahmee, aniga xoogaa dhib ayey igu tahay inaan sheeko halaasi ah aan ku qoro Soomali. Soomaliga waan qori aqaan, laakiin marka ey timaado curis (composition) waxaa igu adkaada is haleelsiinta erayada aan isticmaalayo. Marka Hadii aad isleedahay xiiso ayey leedahay, waana la akhrin karaa oo macno ayey sameyneysaa! markaas waxaan ku khasbanahay xoogaaba ha igu qaadatee inaan kuqoro Soomali. Sheekadaan waa sheeko dhacdey, Nuxurkeedu waa mid uu jiro laakiin character-iska ayaan badalay magcooda si aan iyaga u ilaaliyo sharaftooda. Thus Spake I

Dear members, **Please write to the Express on Sunday today.Robert Kilroy-Silk's article in this Sundays Express is extremely offensive and it is very important that as many people as possible write to the SundayExpress about it. Also bear in mind that he is employed by the BBC, and that we pay for his salary via the licence fee. Please write/e-mail of fax today. Keep your letters short and to the point.The contact details are as follows: Sunday ExpressUnited MediaLudgate House245 Blackfriars RdLondon, SE1 9UX e-mail on expressletters@express.co.uk or phone 020 7620 1654 (fax) Note the liberal use of 'they' and 'we', the absurd generalisations made, and the designation of Iran as an Arab state! The article is below: We owe Arabs nothing. Robert Kilroy-Silk, Express on Sunday, 4th January 2004 WE ARE told by some of the more hysterical critics of the war on terror that"it is destroying the Arab world". So? Should w e be worried about that?Shouldn't the destruction of the despotic, barbarous and corrupt Arab statesand their replacement by democratic governments be a war aim? After all, theArab countries are not exactly shining examples of civilisation, are they?Few of them make much contribution to the w elfare of the rest of the world.Indeed, apart from oil - which was discovered, is produced and is paid forby the West - what do they contribute? Can you think of anything? A nythingreally useful? Anything really valuable? Something we really need, could notdo without? No, nor can I. Indeed, the Arab countries put together exportless than Finland. We're told that the Arabs loathe us. Really? For liberating the Iraqis? Forsubsidising the lifestyles of people in Egypt and Jordan, to name but two,for giving them vast amounts of aid? For providing them w ith science,medicine, technology and all the other benefits of the West? They should godown on their knees and thank God for the munificence of the United States.What do they think we feel about them? That we adore them for the w ay theymurdered more than 3,000 civilians on September 11 and then danced in thehot, dusty streets to celebrate the murders? That we admire them for the cold-blooded killings in Mombasa, Y emen andelsewhere? That we admire them for being suicide bombers, limb-amputators,womenrepressors? I don't think the Arab states should start a debate aboutwhat is really loathsome. But why, in any case, should we be concerned that they feel angry and loatheus? The Arab world has not exactly earned our respect, has it? Iran is avile, terrorist-supporting regime - part of the axis of evil. So is theSaddam Hussein-supporting Syria. So is Libya. Indeed, most of them chantsupport for Saddam. That is to say they support an evil dictator who has gassed hundreds ofthousands of their fellow Arabs and tortured and murdered thousands more.How can they do this and expect our respect? Why do they imagine that only they can feel anger, call people loathsome? Itis the equivalent of all the European nations coming out in support ofHitler the moment he was attacked by the US, because he was European,despite the fact that he was attempting to exterminate the Jews - and Arabs.Moreover, the people who claim we are loathsome are currently threateningour civilian populations with chemical and biological weapons. They are promising to let suicide bombers loose in Western and American cities. Theyare trying to terrorise us, disrupt our lives.And then they expect us to be careful of their sensibilities? We havethousands of asylum seekers from Iran, Iraq, Algeria, Egypt, Libya, Yemen,Saudi Arabia and other Arab countries living happily in this country onsocial security. This shows what their own people think of the Arab regimes, doesn't it?There is not one single British asylum seeker in any Arab country. That saysit all about which country deserves the epithet loathsome. © Copyright Express Newspapers 2004 The Express on Sunday

Prelude Qumaneey Qumaneey, isagoo leh ayuu hurdadii kasalaley. Waxa uu markiiba shidey leydhka, isagoo neef tuuraya. Sheydaanka ayuu iska naarey, kadib waxa uu doondooney taleefankiisii gacanta. Taleefanku wuxuu yaalay miiskiisa; Qamaan waxa uu si deg deg ah u garaacay taleefankii Quman. Nasiib daro taleefankeedu waa dansanaa. Saacada ayuu eegey, mise waa 1:45 subaxnimo. Wuxuu isku dayey inuu ku noqdo hurdadiisa, laakiin nasiibxumo taas waa ey usuurto geliweydey. Inkastoo indhuhu ey doonayeen iney seexdaan, qalkbigiisu walbahaar iyo murugo aanu waligii dareemin ayaa ka shuuq lahaa. Wuxuu is rog rogaba waxaa lagaadhey 7dii subaxnimo. Wuxuu is yidhi alaylehe haatan wac. Taleefankeedii markii uu garaacey ayaa waxaa kaqabtey voicemail. Isagoo gariiraya ayuu wuxuu u dhaafey fariin; “ Qumaney waa Qamaan. Macaan, xalay waan isku deyey inaan kusoo waco laakiin nasiib xumo rabi ayaan suurta gelinin. Eegadatana waad ujeedaa inaan kusoo wacay. Calaa kuli xaal, macaaneey waxa igu qasbayaa inaad kusoo waco waa jaceelka aad igu abuurtey. Insha Allah waan kugu soo celin doonaa”. Markii uu intaas yiri oo taleefankii dmiyey, ayuu isyiri malaha fariintani ma aanay aheyn mid habooneyd inuu idiro saacadan. Sariirtii ayuu kunoqdey. Cabaar kabacdii ayaa hurdadii utimid. Chapter One Taleefankiisa dhicitaankiisa ayuu ku kacay Qamaan. Waryaa qamaan waa Maqtal, saacdan maxaad lahurudaa?. Qamaan farxad iyo rayreyn ayaa wajigiisa ka soo daahirtey. War Makhtal ii waran? Hawshii xagee kuu mareysaa? War go’aan aheyne, aroosku waa 2 asbuuc kabacdii adiguna waxaad tahay malxiiskeyga. Qamaan arinkaan aad ayuu usoo dhaweeyey maxaa yeeley Maqtal wuxuu ahaa wiilka kaliya ee aadka isu dhowyihiin marka la eego wiilsha Soomaliyeed ee uu Qamaan saaxiibka layaMa aad sawiran kartid farxada aan ku faraxsanahay inaad sida qiima ey ku dheehan tahay ee aad iigu sharaftey inaan noqdo malxiikaaga maalinta farxadaada aan udabaal degeyno. Makhtal ayaa wuxuu u sheegey inaanu nin kale oo booskaas u qalma oo aan adiga aheyn aanu jirin, marka sii diyaar garoow; waana lagama maarmaan inaan saa danbe is aragno si aan u aadno suuqa oo maadaama aad adiga hawlahaan iiga fara dhuub dhuuban tahay aan soo soocano dharkii aan habeenkaan xiran laheyn. Qamaan, dhoolacadeyn saaxiibtinimadeed ayaa jaahiisa qarisey. Haye waa inoo iyo Sabtida. Qamaan oo runtii aad u faraxsan ayaa wuxuu ukacay inuu akhriyo buugii Anatomiga ahaa, maadaama uu leeyahay Resporitory imtixaan ah beri oo Jimco ah. Akhrintii markii uu bilaabey ayaa waxaa qalbigiisa kusoo dhacay waqtigii ey makhtal isla qaadan jireen, iyo haatan maadama soolanaha uu kabaxayo sida yar oo ey isku arki doonaan. Hadana dhoolacadeyn ayuu bilaabey, maxaa yeeley farxada uu kufarxey in uu saaxiibkiis guursanaayo. Buugii ayuu kunoqdey akhrintiisii. First Scene: Makhtal and Qamaan together. Subaxnimadii Sabtigii ayaa lagaarey. Qamaan Salaadii subax markuu tukadayba wuxuu ubaxay inuu soo ordo. Orodkii ayuu wuxuu kasoo noqdey abaaro 7:30 subaxnimo. Guriga markii uu kusoo laabanaayey ayuu wuxuu horey usoo gatey joornaalka uu caadiyan akhriyo maalinkasta- Independent. Kurigii markuu usoo dhawaa ayaaba wuxuu gadsshiisa kamaqley hoon gaariyeed. Markii uu dib udhugtey (fiiriyey) ayuu wuxuu arkey Baabuurkii Makhtal--Audi A3 Silver. Hey, war saacadaan maxaa kusoo kalihiyey go'aan aheyne? War inaan goor hore baxno waaye maxaa yeeley waa inaan qakhti badan hada isla qaadanaa maxaa wacay h soolahanida markaan kaboxo hade la isma arki doono. Qamaan arkaas ma aanu jecleysan, maxaa yeeley saaxiibka keliya ee Soomaaliga ah ee uu leeyahay ayuu ahaa Makhtal. Calaa kulixaal, wuxuu Qamaan isku dayey inuu hadalkaas isdhaafiyo. Gurigii ayey soo galeen; markii ey orange juice iyo cereals ey ka qac siiyeen, waxay go'aan ku gaareen iney hore usicdaan. Waxay gaariga uga tegeen guriga Qamaan. Iyagoo fooda ku siihaya Selfridges. Waxay qaateen Bus 1 kaasoo geyey New Oxford Street. Intii ey buska saarnayeen ayaa Qamaan xusuusiyey heererkii ey saaxiibtinimadooda ey isla soo mareen. Makhtal ayaa wuxuu noqdey emotional; Xuzni laakiin wanaag kudhaaran yahay ayaa ka muuqdey wajigiisa. Buskii ayaa wuxuu ku dhamaadey New Oxford Street. Kobtaas ayey waxay kasii qaateen Buska 10 oo geeyey Bond Street. Waxay go'aan sadeen inteyna tegin Selfridges ey bal kuhoreeyaan New Bond Street (Makhtal wuxuu ka qalin jabiyey kuliyada Dhaqaalaha, London School of Econ; hadana wuxuu yahay Equity trader at Tullip and Tokyo in the city of London). Waxay markii ugu horeyseyba galeen Jill Sandler Shop. Halkaas oo uu Qamaan ku arkey scarf cad oo xariiri ah oo ku haboonaandoonta Suitka Madoow ee uu uxiran doono arooska. Makhtal ayuu weydiiyey ra'yigiisa, maqtalna si kajan ah ayuu ugu jawaabey "war ma adigaa dhar maata iweydiinaay! aduunyo gadoon waaye", kadib ayuu raaciyey iney tahay scarf runtii aad usoo baxaysa. Labadiiba waxay gateen scrafkii-- Qamaan mis dhiin, Maqkhtalna mid cadaan ah. Halkaas waxxay ka sii aadeen Sevvile Row oo lagu yaqaan designer suits-ka ugu macaan Caalamka oo idil. Halkaas waxaa Suite cadaan ah oo aad moodo in biyo xariir ihi ka da'ayaan ka iibsadey Qamaan. Suite-ku wuxu ahaa Paul Smith. Marqal ayaa wuxuu markii hore usii sheegey in Malxiisadu ay soo xiran doononto dhar xooga dhalaaya. Arooskuna maadaama lagu qaban doono Princes Hall, Dochester Hotel, Park Line (waa hoteelka magaala ugu shidan). Maadaama uusan Makhtal wax cajabiya aanu arkin, waxay go'aansadeen iney aadaan Selfridge. Waxay soo galeen Selfridge, isla markiiba waxay abaareen dabaqa koowaad halkaas oo lagu iibiyo dharka raga. Makhtal markiiba wuxuu heley shaad ah Alexander Mcquin iyo Suit ah Dolc and Gabana oo isna ishu qabaneyso. Suite wuxuu ahaa mid loogu talo galay isga oo jirkiisa kasabiixdey markii uu isku qiyaasey. Isagoo oo faraxsan ayuu soo iibsadey suitekii. Qamaan aad ayuu ugu dhiiri galiyey inuu iibsado suite-kaas maxaa yeeley wuxuu ahaa mid aad moodo in isaga uu ninkii dolce ahaa ugu talo galay. Maqtal isaguna wuxuu arkey Armani Shir Guduud ah oo kusoo baxaaya suitkiisa iyo scarfkii dhiinka ahaa ee uu kasoo iibsadey Jill Sander. Hadaba inakeen aan qado tagnee, and the lunch is on me proclaimed Qamaan. Markii ey hoos usoo daadegayeen ayey waxay qeybta barafuunka ku arkeen labo qalanjo oo runtii aad moodo in Rabi ugu talo galay in la daawado uun. Midi waxay kulabisneyd coat dheer oo black ah, funaanad poalo neck ah oo dark brown ah iyo surwaar la karla ah funaanadeeda. Waxa ey laheyd timo aad moodo in biyihii zamzamka hada lagu soo dhaq oo karbaheeda hoos uga siideysanaa. Idhaheedo waxay ahaayeen brwon tiq brownish ah iyo qoor aad u dheer. Tan kale goono dheer iyo jaakad isku joog oo colourkeedu yahay light grey. Makhtal ayaa yiri xilahay furan gabdhaas waanu lahadli oo waa inaan qado geynaa. Qamaan oo xoogaa kacago jiidaya ayuu ku qasbey inuu uraaco gabdhihii. Makhtal ayaa yiri, waryaa maadaama ey gabdhani u eg yihiin kuwo reer magaal ah, waa lagama maarmaan inaan English kuhadalno. Qamam, madax ayuu ruxey isagoo ixtiraamaya saaxiibkiis. Gabdhihii waxay isku fiirinaayeen, perfumeka layiraahdo Romance-- kiisa dhadiga ah. Qaman started the conversation by saying: I have indeed bouth the exact perfume, but obviously the muscluine version of it.The girls looked each other for they were caught off guard. Ooh really said the one with the black coat! What is your verdict, she enquired. Qaman, gathered his thoughts and said; it is mellow, cheek quite alluring—that is if you want to allure others!. Small smile came upon her lips and before she said anything Makhtal, said and what scent are you wearing now Qaman; surely it is not Romance. Both girls looked each other dumbfounded. Makhtar felt a bit embarrassed for his joke was not received warmly. Anyhow, he said, my name is Mursal and this is Qaman. Qaman thought why on earth is he being economical with the actualite? Mine is Quman said the marginally better looking one, the other’s name was Suleekha. Nice to meet you. Suleikha who did not partake the conversation entered by saying; so you guys have done a lot of shopping what is the occasion? Or are you guys meto-sexual—Makhtal never heard this expression before he thought the girl was being cheeky. Qaman smiled, metrosuxal; that is an interesting expression. Oh really, said Quman; how so? Mukhtar who at time felt being in wilderness, said I am starving! Qaman’s retort was I can eat; and perhaps we can continue this conversation at the Grill restaurant. They looked each other, the girls said to the boys, can you give as a second we need to buy stuff and perhaps we can do lunch. The boys excused themselves. When Qaman had the first chance, he enquired as to why on earth he told them his name was Mursal. Makhtal could not rationally explain; and said perhaps out of instinct I have this—Mursal use to be the name he adopted whilst being single. Plus he said, if I tell them who I am then perhaps they would know me and their shown interest would die there. Makhtal was not planning to cheat on his wife to be. He had been with her for nearly three years and considering his past; he had been extremely faithful man to his lady. He numerous times proclaimed his love towards her. It was apparent to anyone who knew him that his heart was taken by his bride to be. After their brief shopping the girls were ready to go. After a chit chat in the black cap (Makhtal hates the public transport, hence when not driving the merciful Black caps get all his change). The girls were not impressed by taking black cap. They were equally cultured not to mention well endowed. They reached the restrauant. After the first course the conversation become very relaxed. Zuleekha said that she was envited to a wedding next week by her mother in this Hotel. Makhtal become curious and asked when was the wedding? She told him the date. She then continued to say, I don’t know why he is marrying her; she cares nothing about him; she is after his money. At this point Makhtal was becoming very uneasy. He said, what do you mean, are you saying she is just interested in his money and if so, how would you know such private issue. Oh, she said, she has been having an affair with Fahad—a boy who have nothing to offer to her apart from the fact they are from the same tribe. Fahad who? He said he could not believe what he was hearing. Fortunately, he telephone rung and he went to outside conviniently. Quman was quite suspicious about his behviour. She said, is your friend alright? He has been having some problems with his family said Qaman, before excusing to check up on his wounded friend. He saw Makhtal in the Hallway who turned red —he said this is……………………………………….. Waa socotaa Thus Spake I

Bee Wise Advice. What is with the boys these days! we are all becoming too mellow and our sisters rock hard! perhaps it the estrogen in the water! Thus Spake I

Salamu Alaikum, For a long time have I read something as a calamitous philosophical attempt to define or perhaps to demystify the actuality of value. However, it would be rather off beam if I did not concur certain observation made by two contributors; namely the distinguished young Idil and the sagacious Baashi. Walahi elation was what I felt after reading their poignant points which they have adorned with silky attire—words I have last read when feasting my eyes upon the works of Kant and Alghazali. Enough for the deference, now let us look at the issue with my patent spectacles—not that I wear one normally. I shall not bore you all the metaphysical jargon, I shall be succinct Value in material world is subjective. For example Water is less valuable than diamond. What then determines the value of diamonds? Do diamonds have intrinsic value? Of course the high demand of it and the less supply makes it more “valuable” monetarily wise than the water. Having said that it lacks intrinsic value—In other words without the demand of it; it is worthless. Whereas water is needed because life’s existence depends upon it thus making it a commodity that has intrinsic value. That is all I have add to this topic;; all the other issues have been covered by my learned friends. Thus Spake I

Hibo, Walaashiis, absence makes the heart grow fonder!!! mise anigaa qaldanoo cadan ayaa la iiga heesayaa? Calaayataxaal, walaashiis, excuse maaha inaad tiraahdo waa lakala gogyahoo waxba la isuma sheegayo dee! Just kidding, actually I was reffering to your experiance in Somalia. What was the most astonishing thing you have encountered! and if you liked the place; why not wage a campaign to organise trips for the SOL members! I am sure alot of us had been away from home for a nearly a decade and encouragement would go a long way. Haye hee, dhiisha dhulka dhig oo durbaanka qaado. Thus Spake I

Ina Adan Cade Ma ******i baa? I thought he was Darwish by birth. So what is this business of "your brovado has been dispeled in Xamar business"? The sad think is that if a war ensues (quite unlike in this fashion) then the blood of the kins of Gediid and Lander will not be split for they will just be behind Ina Adan Cade and his calooshiisa ushaqystayaal. Si kastaba xaaladu hanoqotee, dagaal dhacaya ma uu jiro. Waxaan goolaaftan ayaa layiraahdaa. Fu'aad ilama aha inuu leeyahay xiniinyo uu kudagaal galo. Markii ilaadeeradii lagu diley Sanaag ee SNM laayeen, xamar ayuu khamriga iyo Jaadka ku jalabudayey-- marka ma haduu xiniinyo soo iibdadey waaba yaab eh? Lander iyo Gadid Fardo la isugu joogo maxaa la isaga faanin?

Hibo, You have yet to tell me the tales of the lands of Somalia; I am sure you must have enticing tales for a wrechedly tired mind like the one I had become its host. Anyhow, glad to see you back-- and I like your refreshing sarcasm;;; never have I thought there is such thing! but hey think corp up in the rich of Hibo we are all indebted for her fertile mind. Thus Spake I

She is married off Brother. May you reap all the happiness you can bear! Thus Spake I

ANiga dhalasho wanaagsan hadii dhihi lahaa! April madhalanoo! Abooto Axado ey sheegtey lee sheegaayaa nooh!. Xey tahay Janaayo kowdeeda! Sanadkaancusublee maa ka dhigatey! Huuno dee igawala sheekadi waa sheego cusubdee, Islaantii Xulbado aheyd waxay tidhi April baad dhalatey eh, dee waa macay Januawiradan aad shubeyso? Caafimaad Qab iyo Cimri dheer iyo Caqli iyo diin wanaagsan ayaan kuu rajeynayaa walaashiis!

No offence is intended of course; especially to those who consider themselves the guardians of God knows what!!!!. Thus Spake I

As they use to sing in Somalia: Arooskeena Aamiin Umula wiile-- iyo gabarna areey soomaliga sexist sanaa! Ardayo cade Aamiin oo ahaadey aamin Inan dhoq leh oo dhaanka.........! So so forth. Baarakalaahu laka Wabaaraka Calayki Wajama beynakumaa fii kheyr. Amiin. Sophist.

OG Moti, Waraa duqa waxaa larabey inaa dhahdid, abaay adiga marka aan ku arko aa la'igu didaa-- this would cut both ways, if she is receptive then it would be compliment if however she is not the it will convey the response. Ameenah: Cumar dhuule kulahaa, There were alot of guys who used his lyrics-- notably Gacmahaaga xaada leh to get wiped by the ladies whom they were seeking effection from. Thus Spake the Old Nomad Sophist

Mr Right they say, what does that mean. Consider He. Educated, relatively pious, roughly handsome and loyal boy meets the lady he considers to be the ONE (I never knew the meaning of the ONE- then again I know little about these things for I am a mere Faarax). She tells him that she loves him and all the paraphernalia that women trap their potential victims. He in turn believing this chimera falls in love. He puts his guards down to allow to experience this magical thing he read voluminous books about. He takes the first step with caution, just to find that the room is comely decorated with honour, dignity culture and to his most adored thing- Intellect. When he sits on the sofa, he is body becomes warm with ethereal pleasure. His eyes glow with the prospect of inhabiting this room the rest of his life. All the worries in life vanishes in front of his eyes; blissful happiness begins he thought to have ought experience. Within a while little problems corps up—that is just before marriage. The lady comes up with things that forget about intelligent person but a child who enjoys candy would see it trivial—think of this child, he has his first candy for a month and the first lick he takes it falls off him thus becoming soiled. Would a child with the intense love of this candy leave it or would he grab it and washed and commence enjoyi the delectablity of the candy or he would leave it in the soil—assume he is poor child who can not afford to buy another candy. The lady who is (or so he is assuming) like this child and him being the candy, upon becoming soiled the lady abandons her lover. One asks curiously what the problem is? The problem obviously is that she values him less; she listens to those satanic whispers that occur when we have slight problems. It magnifies it; upon seeing the mirage of this magnified pictures she decides to abondon it; claiming to looking after her interest. The man becomes utterly deluded, his world gloomy and his confidence in Somali women becomes nill for he is adored by all the other non- Somali females he encounters. His pleasant persona, eloquence, handsomeness not to mention the aura that engalves everyone who meets him----- that is if they understand the value of what is valuable is what attracts these elysian feilds like ladies with erudition. What would such a man do? This is not confined to one man. I have seen many Somali men with dignity and sheer intellect being dragged in the mud by Somali women who proclaimed to be their lovers. I think it is time we get rid off this notion of the ONE be that as it may men or women and go back to what we know rather well--- I am sure it would be futile to state what that it. After much ill, he artistic mind pours our this lament:-- Jaceel waa shidiyo hoog Waa sheydaan Qarsoonoo Shafka kaa waswaasiya Shaqsigii uu qaadana Wadnuhuu ka shiishaa Feerahana………………………… Thus Spake the Old Nomad Sophist