Interestingly cynical view of friendship; one that I with great effort from my disparaging trait concur with. Thought my healthy being could refute it effortlessly. Zaylici, i like the signature, resembles greatly my objective treaise on the falshood of eros love.

Very Interesting! I shall await to see how the ball is passed.

Enterpreunerrrrr Alas, I expect little of myself my dear boy.

Libaax Sanka Taabte, One the off-shoots of having good relationship with Allah are altriusm which have you reffered to it brother. Sophist

The more I engage with Somalis the more I expect less of them

I like the shaky anlysis!.;

sheyham: Cabiraadaa cajiib waaye.

Cheating on YOUR SELF-- think about mate.

Salaams, Below is piece which is written by a friend’s colegue at graduate forum (www.careerslondon.com). It is quite good. If you are a Londoner and a recent graduate and have difficulty your desired job Graduate Forum is your Door to the World of Work. You can contact my friend at: shirwa@careerslondon.com Enjoy the article. Decisions!! Its that time of year, when you will have to make that life altering decision the 'career move' and everybody wants a piece of the action. Job fairs and graduate schemes galore, in Tower Hamlets itself there are organisations and schemes available, including Graduate Forum, designed to help graduates into employment. This year in Tower Hamlets alone, 600 graduates will be emerging from across the UK and the question on every graduates mind will be what next? Up until now it was all very straightforward, school, college and university. It was all a very nice, neat pattern. Many of us graduate from university without so much of a clue as to what our next move will be. On the other hand, some do start their degree with a clear-cut plan of where they would like to see themselves in three/four years time. However, along the way our aspirations sometimes change, we change and at the end of completing that milestone, reality seems to paint quite a different picture. The graduates of Tower Hamlets are extremely talented and gifted individuals. Most of who have come up trumps despite coming from the deprived, stigmatised backdrop of Tower Hamlets. But regretfully, a very high percentage of these graduates are not particularly confident, although they are graduates and thus manage to short-change themselves by taking up under-employed positions. Those leaving university this year, may well be confused, but need to think seriously about what it is that they really want to do. Remember, just because you studied a particular field does not mean that you are restricted to that area alone. Employers are aware of what a valuable tool a degree represents and recognise any discipline learnt, will have equipped the graduate with transferable skills which can then be adapted to other areas. Many graduates remain unaware of this fact. Graduates may not be the neediest of groups, but they are the faces of the future and Tower Hamlets Graduates are very much a part of that future.

I have written a letter to the authority concerned and the Sunday Times, let us hope they will take it seriously. Anyhow, the Jews will not allow it; they shall fight this war for us! what a crazy alliances: politics acquantes a strange bedfellows.

Wit

*****y males@ what a dichotomy! never knew such thing existed. Actually, I was looking for names there, but nothing tobefound.

Salaams, The qualification of being a Londoner needs to be defined first. I reside in London but I would definitely not be allowed to be cocooned in such description. Jamal you are having me on or is this a genuine thing! Most of part of what some deem to be west of London falls under that infectious semi sexual sounding "MIDDLESEX" side mate, consequently what is beyond Ealing is not London!. And did I see you write garage? Since when did you frequented such dens mate! Uuh we are not what we project to be I say@lol Shaqsi, I am sure The mayor would be elated for you to be on his tourist board! Those were true felt suggestions! Drop him an email mate, you will never know. I was told that they are looking for an ethnic who can attract the hip people to what london can offer to them Athena: You see, this shows you haven’t lived in London WC? Most Somalis this means Leicester Square and god knows what that place is like!. I am sure Barwaaqo can take you to one of her hiding places and trust me you shall enjoy it ( Obviously I am speaking from theory here) Mujahid: Woow, what can I say; Has Has Boora bored you my dear boy! Blokes from there were always easy to be bored mate@lol I shall leave with that famous quote: He who gets tired of London gets tired of Life. Thus Spake the Old Nomad

Shaka ! yes brother with tears. That book evoked emotion which I never knew existed in me!. It is the most passionately horrific he has written. Shocking what the m********, Jiri and dayday boys did in Somalia.

Salaams, I have once again been misunderstood! On what road have I travelled without a dim of light here; and there I was hoping that it would be easy to decipher this! You can not imagine on what length I went to make it simply fathomable. But hey is stays to show that my thoughts are not trouble-free, if anything the message which I was trying to convey was not that friendship does not exist but rather that our-self image takes precedent in anything that comes after it. Further, the attractive picture we pain our-self is what brings those friendships to us, thus most of friendships are build upon smokescreen and façade- a true but a tragic thing. What is even worse is the fact that we (at least most of us; those who are lucky enough to break from human nature are excluded here) close friends to be merely inferior to us all (perhaps the fact that they have fallen for your deceit) but if we realise that the faults we see others are projected to us then that self importance most of us hold becomes mellow. Consequently, friendships though they exist they are built upon shaky foundations. Besides, it is always safe to be solitary fellow for those we befriend are mere mortals and one day they shall leave you to yourself (or even worse you shall abandon them for the better world.) Pyromaniac_Pixie, Uuh, a refreshingly cynical;(There is a streak of concavity which borders misanthropism in you) I take a great relish to look forward your more of your pragmatic approach!. Welcome and enjoy your stay. Libaxsanka tabte Okay old chap, how have you been. Uum, dry, what a choice of word. Perhaps a moist would have been a better choice of word! Then again that would have given whole lot different meaning- that is if you get my drift!. Saxiib, Sacrosanct love, you have a laugh mate! What is that! This phrase reminds me of a gaudy leaner in middle ages of Britain! What is that brother? Such a high sounding phrases can only be reserved for metaphysical experiences my dear fellow! Perhaps altruistic ideas are jolly well, but such things only exist in puritanical Salafi circles which I suspect neither of us move in!. Miskiin Macruuf! Duqa, Qamiir aa idhahdey waa kuu soo gadaa, laakiin xee malawax aa iga dherjisey, still you owe me great deal of Somali Shillings. And yes I do believe in friendship but hey sometimes our hyberdemitical experience makes us wonder! Perhaps I am mortally wounded by not only realising that we are mere mortals but internalising that bitter fact!- though I am consoled the immortality of the soul. Anyhow, how dare you speak about friendship for you have brushed me off completely mate! What happened to that business card I have given to you! It was not a mere performance but an source that would enable you to contact me! Bugger! Anyhow, I am sure you have tremendously enjoyed the company of many admirers who entertained you great deal while in London! No complaints there I sense!. Thus Spake the old Nomad

Miskiin Mac...............(areey magac dheeridaa adi, duf ku bax eh maa soo gaabsatid. Xudun maxaa adi kugeeyey, waxaan isdhahaayey waxaa ka imaatey qooqaani iyo meelo dhimbiraha lagu gudo! just kidding mate, how was your trip return to Canada my old boy. Sophist

Perhaps the best why would be to write a poem! I am sure that would capture Jamaal's attention!

shyhem, I was indeed expecting revolutionary technique which will entirely make any lady beguile with gasp! but what I found was the actual tedious way that western women are chatted up! anyhow, i am sure some of you will find it enticing enough to implement it-- good luck mate.

Waraa dhalinyaro duqaan Entrepnuare maad kaqaleysaan, qofku ra'yi wuu soo jeedin karaa, hadii aadan ku qanacsaneyn ra'yigaas waxaa lagama maarmaan ah inaad si dabacsan oo walaaltinimo kujirto aad ra'yigaas banaanka umarisaa hadii kale waa sharaf ah inaad indhahaaga kalaabato. Sophist

Salaams, My dear fellow Sol chaps and chicks and those who roam between the two! Here is something that I was forced to reflect upon couple hours ago while I was squashed between under perfumed men and over scented ladies in the Central Line --- for the benefit of none Londoners, this a one of the many under performing trains in London- what strange place to be enlightened. On friends:- Only reflect how various are the feelings, how divided the opinions, even among your closest acquaintances, how even the same opinions are of quite different rank or intensity in the heads of you friends than they are in yours, how manifold are the occasions for misunderstanding, for hostility and rapture. After reflecting on all this you must tell yourself: how uncertain is the ground upon which all our alliances and friendships rest, how close at hand are icy downpours or stormy weather, how isolated humans are! When one realises this, and realises in addition that all opinions of one’s fellow men, of whatever kind they are and with whatever intensity they are held, are just as necessary and unaccountable as their actions; if one comes to understand this inner necessity of opinions originating in the inextricable interweaving character, occupation, talent, environment- one’s tribe- perhaps one will then get free of that bitterness of feeling with which the famous sage cried: ‘ Friends, there no friends!’ One will rather, avow to oneself: yes, there are friends, but it is error and deception regarding yourself that led them to you; and they must have learned how to keep silent in order to remain your friend; for such human relationships almost always depend upon the fact that two or three things are never said or even so much as touched upon; if these little boulders do start to roll, however, friendship follows after them and shatters. Are there not people who would be mortally wounded if they discovered what their dearest friends actually know about them? Through knowing ourselves, and regarding our own nature as a moving sphere of moods ( Moods::::::::most of our fellow chicks will be affected greatly by the natural ooze of this act) and opinions, and thus learning to despise ourself a little, we restore our proper equilibrium with others. It is true we have good reason to think little of our acquaintances, even the greatest of them; but equally good reason to direct this feeling back to ourself.-And so since we can endure ourself, let us also endure other people; and perhaps to each of us there will come the more joyful hour when we exclaim: “Friends, there are no Friends! Thus said the dying sage, “Foes, there are no foes!, says the living fool”. Sophist

Ameenah, quite dary sense of humour you might add; suprised you have indeed found it whimsical-- or perhaps you were being sarcastic!. Enter: walaalkiis waa saa usheegtey waxaan aan xirno nooh!. let me post an issue on friendshp.

bashi not entre: fair mistake

Elated to see such a great responses from many of the nomads. Bee, woow, you are !quite on! with books on Women issues! I alsways wondered why there is not Men studies or books for men; we sure have more problems than you laddies or so you tell with great effort. Sophist

Salaams Entrepreneur These are English words and by no means do I employ them to decry or disparage you my dear old boy. Being novice (I do not know another words in the English that I could utilise here that would be smaller in weight! Perhaps the English language is not as rich as we are told it to be: in Arabic Daalib would be the direct translation but you can have tasqiir of this word and that would be Duweylib) is a labour my fellow—that is its true sense and trust me I don’t employ it flippantly. Anyhow, I am sure you have surpassed such category; perhaps a learned old boy may suffice huh! Aaminaah, And you could not leave it at that huh! The quandary of a self-effacing lady! My darling to agree with a sophist is jolly thing to do generally though sometimes we have no choice but to disagree because of persevation of some image!!!!@lol Sophist

Salaams, Amiinaah! woow cimrigaaga oo dheeraada geel dhalaaya waa kutussaa! you have agreed with me! This calls for festivity! perhaps a merriment day in the first of July? Enter..... uuh and there I was thinking simplicity is the prevailing thing in our age! then again such a supposition bound to be rebutted by a chap who takes great pleasure in dropping by phrases like contextual relativism!. My dear boy, Newtonian inertia can also be in the academic side of things! perhaps we all habitually suffer the art of being !!!!! us !!!!. Sophist