URSAD - THE JOLLY POLICEMAN

[Abtigiis]

Ursad- the Jolly Policeman

 

Ursad knew that Qoor-gaab was not in the same league with him. And frankly, he isn’t! Qoor-gaab’s entry into a city life begun, when as a cameleer boy he joined Jabhadihii 77, got wounded and ended up in Mogadhiso. In those same days, young Ursad was the envy of all when he danced to the rhythms of ‘Saturday Night Fever’ and the blistering harmony from BoneyM in Mogdisho’s night life and major weddings.

 

But Qoor-gaab is not intimidated by Ursad’s profile. He is convinced his exposure to calamities in his past nomadic life- the snake bites, the confrontations with hyenas and lions, the thunders and lightening he braved in open fields, prepared him for everything and hence; he will never succumb to challenges in life. That misplaced self-confidence is what annoys Ursad most. Qoor-gaab tried to hoodwink him on a subject he is well versed on.

 

That Qoor-gaab reviled Maryan Mursal was not fresh to anyone’s ears, let alone to his closest friend Ursad. Qoor-gaab has stated at multiple times and in many forums that it is because she had starred in an obscene movie, and has polluted the good name of all Somali’s. But Ursad learned from Qoor-gaabi’s wife that his hate for the famous singer is to do with a less serious matter. Since the day she played, clearly intent on taunting him, Maryan’s “Qortiisa dheer, labada qaar, Rabbi baw dhameeyee, dhameeyee”, he started turning off her songs every time he hears.

 

Their friendship started here and not in the big city. When Somalia crumbled, both took separate voyages back to their home village. After numerous attempts to go abroad, none succeeding, Ursad decided to seek employment in the Police force. Quickly, he started seeing the big difference between the liberty of the music and fun world he relished and the rigour and discipline of a constricting life in a law enforcing institution. The main challenge for him was wearing the brown police outfit and carrying a gun.

 

Ursad is a very polite and soft-spoken young man with a taste to the enlivening life of company with women. Many who resented his contiguous attachment with girls dubbed him the ‘asymptote’; saying he gets closer but never touches the axis. Even Qoor-gaab once insulted him with something in that line, saying “you are the lid of the ‘wound’ of women’. Others mocked the way he moves around as if he was wearing an Armani and carrying a guitar; when he is patrolling the streets of the town. They say he shuts his mind to the fact that he is actually carrying a gun not a bag; and is wearing police uniforms and not a suit made by a designer. They are right. Ursad imagines he is walking to a theatre to perform whenever he is on duty. It is symptomatic of the life he leads. He even confided to friends that he believes his soul is in New Zealand, and only his body is in Dhagaxbuur.

 

So when a suggestion from a man with so much self-belief and aspiration is flouted by a distinguished member of ‘raggii ceelasha’ as is Qoor-gaab, it is disheartening. But Ursad is not known for being inconsiderate and coarse. He shakes his head and laments the luck that plunged him down from the floors of Curuuba to Qoor-gaab’s Bacadle, from where he usually takes items on loan.

 

Qoor-gaab insisted that the Police man is making irrelevant analogies when Ursad argued that Badal-Talyaani instigated the violence in the main prison which resulted in the death of six people after he watched and attempted to replicate ‘Prison Break’ .

 

,,,,,,,,,,,,To Be Continued, Insha-allah