The legend has it that the ancient greek gods gave the fire to men, and gave love to women, what was the result? men invented cars, women invented the MARRIAGE!
For the man's point of view, marriage is a life long period that he is trying desperately to find out what kind of a husband his wife would have wanted! in another words, most of us men might die and would not know for sure if we were the right husbands to our wives.
Whilst Marriage is the ultimate goal for women, to most men, wether we admit or not, marriage is the end of any hope for new experiences, new adventures and new discoveries.
Most philosphers agree that for a man to stay happy in a marriage, he must love his wife a little and not ever try; even once, understanding her, even though married couples sleep together in one bed its almost certain that they have different dreams, and the only common theme that they share after the honeymoon is that lonely sound of a long silence.
When one of Socrates students asked him if his marriage was his biggest mistake, the master answered, "no, my biggest mistake was when i thought my marriage will be the happy ending of my life"!
To me personally, marriage is like an ancient mysterious castle, so attractive that who ever is outside of it would love to enter and see what is inside, whilst those who have been inside for a while would love to get out.
Most men would venture into the marriage experience hoping that their wives will never change after the marriage, the sad fact is, they will change, most women would venture into the marriage experience hoping that their husbands will change after the marriage, the sad fact is, they will never change, its simply a failed project from the beginning 

Life after 30 is turbulent like a wild artactic sea wave, pressure can be immense, self evaluation is immenent its hard to ignore the question that bounds one's head, are you successful? here are some thoughts....
GREAT TRUTHS THAT LITTLE CHILDREN HAVE LEARNED: 
No matter how hard you try, you can't bathe cats.
When your Mum is mad at your Dad, don't let her brush your hair. 
If your sister hits you, don't hit her back. They always catch
the second person who hits 
Don't sneeze when someone is cutting your hair.
The best place to be when you're sad is Grandma's lap.
GREAT TRUTHS THAT ADULTS HAVE LEARNED:
Raising teenagers is like nailing jelly to a tree.
Wrinkles don't hurt when they start to appear

Middle age is when you choose your cereal for the fiber, not the
toy.

GREAT TRUTHS ABOUT GROWING OLD
Growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional. 
When you fall down, you wonder what else you can do while you're down there. 
It's frustrating when you know all the answers but nobody bothers to ask you the questions.
Time may be a great healer, but it's a lousy beautician.
Wisdom comes with age, but sometimes age comes alone.
SUCCESS:
At age 4 success is . . . Not piddling in your pants.
At age 12 success is . . . Having friends.
At age 17 success is . . Having a drivers license.
At age 35 success is . . Having money.
At age 50 success is . . . Having money. At age 70 success is . .. . Having a drivers license.
At age 75 success is . . . Having friends.
At age 80 success is . . . Not piddling in your pants.

Armed with rosy ampitions, stretched hopes, and exaggerated expectations I boarded the plane at Perth International, destination : China!

Its undescribeable the emotions one might feel when headed to the unknown, anxiety, excitement, hope, and euphoria intertwined with my fear of flying, i wasnt ashamed to ask the stewardess to hold my hand!.  Shanghai airport is more organised than i expected, the biggest obstacle is the language! no one seems to be willing to speak anything but mandarin (Chinese main language), after all over one billion human being speak the language!

Long lines of welcomers stood just outside the arrivals arena holding boards bearing the names of foreign guests, it was bit sad that there was no one waiting for me, but soon i convinced my self that when the great explorer Ibn Batuta sailed from Arabia to this far east land, no one was waiting for him either!  My desired destination is a city called Hangzhou, located in Zhejiang province, its an ancient city which is famous by a lake called XI HU or west lake, history has it that ancient China emperors used to escape to this lake for their romantic adventures.

After arriving Hangzhou i realised how easy it is to fall in love with the city, its amazingly as clean as you would hope, gracious and very friendly inhabitants that is so excited to see foreigns in their midst, and lots of sight seing, but most importantly the food! hmmmm the food! I doubt that there is any other place in the world that could offer restaurant diversity as Hangzhou.

My first week I visisted a friend, while waiting for the elevator in his hotel's loppy i saw my first English sign! it was on the side of the elevator, it was a translation of the Chinese sign, it said " Its hoped to suffer from fire rather than to be stuck inside an elevator"!!!

My adventure continues.....

This blog entry is simply for all my sisters in Mysomali.com who think I have unhealthy perception about women, specially Introverted and undeifend_beauty. Let me tell you what I think of women in general.

Personally I have great sympathy for women, they endure much more challenges than any man can even begin to comprehend. According to David Wood in his book “The truth about women” women are thought from an early age, by almost in any society, to be giving, and get a man to look after, they learn that their value in society is classically conditioned by landing a man and having children, which places enormous pressure on them regardless how educated, established any woman can be, each woman  knows eventually that she is in a pursuit with time and as she ages, she becomes less marketable.

On the other hand, men have no pressures placed on them, they can afford to remain single longer, in fact as men age society identifies them  as distinguished, studies show that older men are in fact more marketable than their younger counterparts hence men will take their sweet time.

This unfair and totally biased dilemma pushes many women into a  race, a race to land a man, they will rush into relationship just for the sake of snatching Mr right before time runs out, this means many of these women will easily convince themselves at the beginning of any relationship that Mr right is finally at their grasp and he is indeed delivering what they are seeking .

They will unconsciously ignore apparent shortcomings from Mr Right’s side-remember, many societies dont forgive women who experiment more than one Mr right- as a consequent women will be forced to down play Mr right's deficiency as minor quirks and therefore accept it, many will convince them selves that these are manageable shortcomings or could be altered as time goes by so they let him in, but as tiime goes by, many women will realise simply they have been taken for granted.

Consequently choosing a partner who is not compatible becomes a fixated trend in the lives of many women, and the root cause of their heartaches, what is painful is that women are not even responsible for patternising such a trend, society is.... and to make matters worse, when everything goes downhill; society will only blame women, they will be accused by making bad choices! it happened to many girls i know.

I cant, imagine what will be the faith of men if  tables are turned,  personally I know I would collapse emotionally if i know i am limited in a such a way and all the odds are designed against me, I would easily cry often! Gain weight and become unpredictable, and I might not even be surprised if i  plunge into chronic depression.

Yet majority of women defeat all these odds against them, neutralise the pressure placed on them and amazingly become the source of joy, happiness and solid ground for all of us, how do they do it? I wonder...

So sisters, I understand what it is to be a woman! I just like to tease...joke...play...and its out of  love as Timo cade said

“Hell has no fury like woman scorned” William Congreve

From my window seat on the plane I gazed at the infinite clouds, in my thoughts there was only one thing…home. After eight years of hard work in a strange country I am headed home, I started smelling the night breeze…the lemon aroma near the vegetable fields…the scent of the river sands....the great Nile.

Since there is no airport in my village, I had to land in Khartoum first, then take the ferryboat to my hometown, I was as happy as a child with a new toy...my toy was my PHD accreditation, I was simply the only one in the whole region to gain such a recognition from prominent English university.

The whole town was at the quay waiting for my arrival, hugs and kissed hailed on me like a storm, my family were at the frontlines of the welcomers, neighbours and childhood friends were also there, then at the end there was this man, unfamiliar face, he was standing at the end with a great smile, he greeted me “welcome home” then walked away.

After the welcoming storm settled, I visited my childhood friend Mahjoub to catch up with the latest gossips, I asked about the strange man who was at the dock, “Oh you mean Moustafa Saeed, well he moved here when you left, he married Mohmuud’s daughter, and bought a farm, he is mostly quite, and no one knows great deal about him”…

Well that is peculiar I thought! The life style of this village is hardly an attraction to any city dwellers! Would it possible that he is hiding from a disturbing past?! I asked Mahjoub to arrange me a meeting with him.

Next day my friend Mahjoub took me to Moustafa’s field, where he farmed corn, he welcomed us in a very warm way and he was extremely polite which confused me, after all this is a country when men disagree, they call each other son of a b***lt;/font>

He asked me “I heard you earned a big certificate, what they call it, doctorate?” I smiled with confidence and replied “Yes, I did my PHD”, he asked, “on what?”, I replied, “On English poetry”,  he laughed, and asked me “Do you think we need that in Sudan” then walked away.

As days went by my inquisitiveness with Moustafa grew, I saw him easily solving water quarrel between farmers which usually takes days and months to solve, I listened to his suggestions in town meetings and they were impressive and way more advanced, and this only  increased my prying on him

One night Mahjoub invited me to his house for chat and drink assembly, while we were in the midst of our session Moustafa came to borrow a generator, Mahjoub insisted he join us and he did…I observed him nip his first glass with utmost disgust…then his facial muscles relaxed in the second..then he extended his legs with a complete tranquil on the third glass…and without any forewarning he started reciting, in a clear English accent, this poem!

There are Flinders women

Waiting for the lost ones

The lost ones that never left the port

Yet they lay in the trenches

Dead with great pain

Does love exist or it’s just an illusion?

Well first we have to agree the subjectivity  of the issue, there is no ultimate right or obsolete wrong here,…lets agree on one ground first, love itself cannot be measured, yet it has symptoms which widely differ depends on geo-cultural backgrounds but globally these symptoms are all recognized as love symptoms.

I personally believe love exists and its one emotion that god blessed it on humans so they can actually personalise their procreation, we, unlike animals, have the ability to develop feelings for the opposite gender before our primal instinct kicks in and we take it to the bed!

This ability is called love and it varies, there is the romanticised version, where we find ourselves day dreaming about our lover while hugging a teddy bear and write poems! And there is the reasoned version where the better we get to know our lover the more we sink with cupid!

Love cannot be just a reason to justify a partnership; it’s because of love that one chooses who partners him or her, or at least that’s what I think of healthy partnership, but I could be wrong….

Who makes who happy….

It is widely understood but rarely admitted that women exert powerful influence over men’s happiness. If she is overflowing with happiness and truly wants him to be happy he is indeed a fortunate happy guy. However if she angry, frustrated or resentful we all know the guy will be spending more time at friends house or at the pub drinking his sorrows away! And yet mysteriously it doesn’t seem to be the same in reverse.

“We must love and love and never stop to love…this is the only way that will protect us from marriage” Anees Mansour.

It was early hours of the morning when I dropped off a friend of mine to the airport, on my way out, I noticed this stunning Asian girl standing with her heavy bags just outside the arrivals, slim, unusually tall for an Asian and extremely fit, just perfect for my liking. My approach to her was successful, I managed to know that she is from Japan and came here to study English and her ride is late, that’s where I intervened, where you going I asked? Alexander heights she replies, putting a surprise look while smiling, I added, wow that’s my area, would you like a ride? That was my first lie, I reside at least 30 minute drive from that area

Inside the car, Miss A “let’s call her that” asks, do you have a girlfriend? I pause for a moment, put a sad and broken face, “I am married…*pause*…actually separated now” I replied, and that was the second lie…the reasons for it, first, women will feel comfortable with a man who admits that he is married on the first meeting, as far as they are concern he is at least honest and trustworthy. Second, being married means that I am not open for another commitment, finally, being married but separated means I am hurting, I am vulnerable, oh boy! Don’t women love vulnerability! She was all over me like a nurse!!

For the next day we’d meet frequently, and whenever I want some tender loving and care  I’d mention how much I miss my wife…. in the process I lost count of my lies.

Finally Miss “A” gets her own apartment, and I was the first and only person to be invited for the house warming, , I got the whole ten yard proper Japanese treatment “If you don’t know what that is, you better Google it” …and she offered me nice gift, with words that made me melt, it was then when my conscience woke up so I decided to come clean.

I told Miss “A” all of my lies, and I apologised unreservedly; surprisingly she told me that she knew! What?! She knew that I was lying!! So I asked her why you went along with it. She told me I did something that she will never get it from a Japanese guy; I worked hard to make her laugh! Can you believe that?! A Japanese guy will never try to be funny with any girl; he will be himself, raw and fun-less!

The sad part is, Miss “A” figured out all my lies, but fell for my biggest lie…I am not Japanese, my life in the west thought me one thing, to impress a girl, you have to look good, be good listener, and be funny! It’s hard to be all three! I know I am not, so I learned to improvise! In other words, lie….

Men are compulsive liars, some are mild sufferers….most are in the chronic stage

The most successful business people in my opinion are those who sell visions, hope and euphoria and they are politicians, religious leaders and women in respective. There are three kinds of women, beautiful, she is with other man, average, she is your friend, and then there is your girl….she is no longer defined otherwise, just… your girl, and as time goes by, you will be answering questions like… did you miss me? Hmmm…

Men are visual beings, shallowness is our nature, friends of mine were at awe with this academic girl who they befriended with, I was asked to join them for coffee one night and judge my self, she was impressive, diligent and articulate, knowledgeable in almost all areas but not attractive, as soon as her drop dead gorgeous friend joined us she immediately took over the awe! Even though she wasn’t making any sense at all and her lone expertise was on Victoria secrets products, we were paying full attention!

I can’t claim that women aren’t normally opiniated, indeed they have new opinions each day! And that can be positive some days!….I also realised that a woman could forgive your infidelity but don’t count on her to understand your bad taste, I was in a birthday party for a girl-friend of mine, I gave her the gift and said “ how is it feel to be 25”  She is not talking to me till today! So remember guys… Women would require you to remember their birthdays, not their age.

There is also difference in the capacity between men and women’s memory, women would never forget the first kiss, whilst men would struggle even remembering the last, I usually take pictures in my first dates….its reliable memory

Women hate Two kinds of men, those who live without them, and those who live with them but know how to live without them, I personally prefer the latter, definitely I cant afford living without women, but I’d love to learn how to live without them, just in case , its like taking swimming lessons, you never know when you going to sink!

Women also hate other women, its unforgivable to be with your girlfriend and look or even glance at other girl… slow dancing is the only time you will be able to embrace your girl while  checking other girls…

“Love is to chasing her, friendship is being there for her, death is marrying her”. Author unknown!

I wish my mind had the capacity to reflect things without being polluted by them; my friend kept telling me how good his new girlfriend is until I developed affection for her! I only felt less guilty when I finally met her and realised she too is in the same boat as me! as he was telling her a lot about me.

People say there are many things that are more important than money, I think that’s right, but you need the money to obtain those things…or to compensate lacking them, sculpturers of the pagan era did not worship the statues they made, they sold them, it will be easy to label me as materialistic, but isn’t that the only slogan poor people have been reciting over centuries?!

if you fear pain, you painfully in fear, I covered myself with a shell for a long time thinking I am protecting my self, only when I became exhausted with the burden of carrying this invisible shell I decided to imitate the sea turtles, I came out from my hiding under the beach sands and ran towards the sea…towards freedom. only to discover later that there are predators in the sea as well.

For a woman to resist a man’s flirtation doesn’t necessary echoes her virtue as much as it reveals her experience, thats compliment by the way! It’s in the old folklore that only dim men chase women persistently, smart men know that chasing women is like climbing a tree to get the top fruit, its better to wait under the tree where the blossomed fruits will voluntarily fall.

There are two kinds of people we wish if they were blind, those who can’t see us because we are insignificant to them, and those who cant stand to see us, yet we have a steady readiness to forgive these people more than we are prepared to forgive our friends, go figure why!

Often both the pessimistic and the optimistic miscalculate the actual situation, but you are happier if you are the latter, sometimes I just wonder being almost thirty, single and-supposedly happy- is it being optimistic or delusional!

Living is pretending…I even pretend that I know that, I rarely examine my principles, the reason… I am no longer able to distinguish between them and my desires.

My neighbour always say to me " I know you well" , loving your neighbour is one of the ten commandments... I wish if I could tell him I take that  literally when it comes to his wife. Before you prepare your knives for my crucifixion I suggest you examine your principles first, that is… if you have any.

Happiness is overrated…and since we can’t measure it we romanticise it, to me, happiness is the ability to deceive your self by your self. If you are able to convince yourself consistently that the woman you stoped loving seven years ago is still the best thing ever happened to you, you are immuned from depression. What is amazing about this how women are associated with happiness and/or depression   

Love is a dream, marriage is a reality, our lives is a mix of both, the winner will be the one who dreams in the midst of his reality, what we call luck could be our own imprudence sometimes, and that itself is good fortune.

Beautiful women make me cough and run out of words, don’t laugh!  that actually works for me, sometimes that silence plays crucial function in my favour, If silence is your foundation you know what I am talking about, you’d easily gather your thoughts…and say only what you suppose to say. Or my silence can be interpreted as capacity to listen…women sometimes just need that, a silent man..listening

I hate reminiscing the past, to me the past is only beautiful as long as we know it will never come back, the best thing about old letters…they don’t need replies, going through them though made me ask my self, when would I wash out my sins.

While browsing the forum, i read Ayuubi's post about how Somali girls percieve compliments, it reminded me of something i've always wondered, are Somali girls romantic?

Well its hard to generalise, yet the common theme of Somali sisters is  they are not romantic, on the contrary, as Ayuubi was saying, majority of Somali girls tend to label the romantic guy who is full of sweet compliments as laga roone, or nacas

This beahviour can easily raise other questions, how Somali girls percieve the concept of love? where do they categorically stand from love?

Robert Sternberg ( 1986, 1988) has proposed that love can be thought of as a triangle, with its three corners consisting of the three components of passion, intimacy, and commitment According to Sternberg, all kinds of love are made up of different combinations and proportions of these components:

Liking: the experience of intimacy without passion and commitment (e.g., friendship)

Infatuated love: the experience of passion without intimacy and commitment (e.g., 'puppy love')

Empty love: the experience of commitment without passion and intimacy (e.g., stagnant marriages)

Romantic love: the experience of passion and intimacy without commitment (e.g., extramarital affairs)

Companionate love: the experience of intimacy and commitment without passion (e.g., many long-term, happy marriages)

Fatuous love: the experience of passion plus commitment without intimacy (e.g., love at first sight)

Consummate Love: the experience of intimacy, passion, and commitment (good luck! you need it!)

Although in social psychology this theory is considered weak, but i can safely assume that majority of Somali girls do fall in in the category of Companionate love; their experience of love consist the experience of intimacy and commitment, but lacks passion! Passion is the ingredient for a romantic relationship, if we supress it the outcome is bleak.

It could be argued why most of our sisters lack passion, the causes vary, the question of nature vs nurture stands out, tradion plays key role in our lives, in fact in our society it shapes our personalities and our way of thinking. Simply our norm as whole lacks passion

Iceman wrote:what you think of Ayan Hersi, and what ratio of the Somali female population does her views represent?

I will reserve what i think of Ayan hirsi to the last, there is no ratio of somali females sharing ayan's views available for me at the moment Ice, what we can do here though is invite all females in the site to give us such feedback, it wont be definetely a representing data of the whole population but it will give us something to go on with.

Here is one somali female's view on Hirsi.

Ayan Hirsi Ali, The Stray Bullet  

By Yasmeen Maxamuud

Al-Jazeerah, March 23, 2005

Many who watched the 60 Minutes story on Ayan Hirsi (March 13, 2005) came away with the bewilderment and wonder as to the reason Ayan Hirsi has taken on the issue of Islam to defame and offend Muslim people around the globe. The film she has written and co-produced is provocative, distasteful, disrespectful and totally ignorant. Watching her interview, I came away with this, that this woman is calculated and manipulative with a personal agenda.

We may not be privy to what looms in the mind of any human who holds such loathing and ill-bred views against any group, but one fact is clear, she is getting the encouragement, funding and support of anti Muslim propaganda machines who no doubt are celebrating to use a renegade Muslim to spread their anti Islamic rhetoric through lies and misinformation.

She claims Muslim women in Rotterdam and Amsterdam suffer from violence abuses by their families. Are we to think in Holland , this is the only area where violence against women occurs?

Does Ms. Hirsi know women around the globe are abused and suffer the wrath of society's social ills, but only Muslim women are accused of going thru such abuse with the blessing of their religion? Hirsi employs misinformation tactic where she reports unsubstantiated lies she claims exist in the Holy Quran.

When non Muslim women around the world suffer abuse in their respective societies, that society is not accused of doing so in the name of their religion. In an environment that is ripe for oppressing Muslims and where the Muslim masses are suffering today solely for their religious affiliation, Hirsi is not helping but adding fuel to an already burning fire. As far as media outlets all over the western world is concerned, it is a free for all time for everyone to take limitless punches against Muslims, hence such a divisive ill-informed piece was totally publicized to further alienate Muslims in Holland as well as other countries.

If a documentary film depicted images that were demeaning and disrespectful to other religions such as the Judeo-Christian religion, most media outlets would most likely not have given it space to air. It is a malevolent reality that issues confronting religion do not have an equal footing in the West and that the magnifying glass to scrutinize insult and degrade Islam is not used for other religions. Her agenda is clear, she after all got publicity she probably never dreamed of, but her fifteen minutes of fame will come to a halt, and the residual outcome will be that she contributed to the controversy and gross misinformation of Muslim women while most certainly not coming to the aid of any abused woman in her tenure.

The biased Western media interpretations which Hirsi and her like subscribe to, stereotype Muslim women as one block homogenous group that suffer violence and human rights abuses. These media outlets fail to understand that variety exists through culture, custom and tradition, hence Muslim women around the globe are exposed to different life styles depending on their culture. These same media outlets would not lump up an American Roman catholic and French Roman Catholic women taking into consideration the difference in culture.

The Sensational attention grapping Western media brand Islam as a backward “fundamentalist” religion taking few examples of unjust behavior by any Muslim government as a supreme example of all Muslim countries. Hirsi needs to educate herself before making such unproven, dangerous claims about the religion. Islam is the first religion that gave women equal rights through inheritance, marriage, law and equality to men in the eyes of God, while Jewish and Christian women were still considered inferior to men because they were considered the originators of sin and the property of their husbands.

The bias media outlets also portray the Muslim Hijab as a suppressive force on Muslim women. Quite the contrary the Hijab is a freeing attire for the sole purpose of protecting women from violence. Islam is more concerned with the integrity of woman and the protection of her personality and dignity. Where morality is decreasing and crimes against women staggering, modesty in dressing such as Hijab would only contribute to the safeguard of women.

Contrast this with western societies where women are subjected to stringent requirements to look and dress a certain way, but are not protected when violence occurs, always questioning the women's attire at the time of violence, with the insinuation that the woman must have invited the abuse because she dressed in a provocative and inappropriate manner. Hirsi is misinformed and purposfully seeks attention grapping sound bites that are logically, academically and intellectually flawed.

Yasmin Maxamuud is a Somali writer on Women's affairs. She has written dozens of articles.

The article was first published  in Wardheernews.

The world is rapidly changing, more women are becoming part of the elite workforce such as managers and CEO's, and there is actually more than one survey about how women are better than their men counterparts.

For Somalis in the diaspora there is a fact, more girls are becoming academics than boys, i know that i dont have figures to support my theory here so i'll accept to downgrade it as an observation rathar than a solid theory.

As a result, many girls will start careers after their graduation in top paying jobs; including medical and engineering fields where they earn far more money than your average Farah! now imagine a factory worker or lets say taxi driver with a CPA accountant wife! she earns probably trible his income, she attends conferences sometimes in another cities, participate in formal business dinners and so on and on. You could say so what, as long as there is love those things shouldnt matter, i'd say thats one way to look at it.

The other way to look at is that farah will feel inferior, specially growing or associating with partiarchal society as ours where men are expected to be dominant ( and i'm not supporting that, just stating some facts) he will suffer from deppression atleast, and we know who he will blame on it.

It must be acknowledged that some guys play it smart, they choose to quit their miserable jobs and become a house husband, where they cook and clean and take care of the children, and nothing is wrong with that, but thats probably tiny minority, safely you could say even less than 1%. The majority demonstrate ego or stupid pride problems and they collapse into the wilderness of unhappy marriage, where the route to seperation is the only super highway.

It will be interesting to know though how you guys feel about this issue

Its too easy to claim that understanding women is possible, but is it easy to please one?

For instance, a woman will stress to you how she will appreciate your honesty, yet if you look at her dress which is designed to tighten up her waste and trim her actual weight, her high heels shoes which gave her the desired hight, and that slick black pen drew imaginary seductive eyebrows, you will be left confused and wonder why would she need honesty for?!

Yet that is not the full picture, its true that women hide their reality, but they do it honestly and directly, men know that those sky blue eyes are the latest lenses and these sexy big lips are swallen from botax surgeries yet we recite poems out of hem, we telling lies and i'm not sure if we are honest nor direct about our lies, so its valid to wonder who is lying to who

When asked what does he think about women, the egyptian author/philosopher Anees Mansour, he replied, woman is that wild beautiful beast in the jungle, and man is the hunter, he runs and stalks that beast days and nights catching all sort of exotic desease in the process, which is called love, till he catchs her, tames her by some ritual called marriage, puts her in a cage he calls home and awaits the day she chooses to become beast again and escape from him!

The adventure of life is to learn. The purpose of life is to grow. The nature of life is to change. The challenge of life is to overcome. The essence of life is to care. The opportunity of life is to serve. The secret of life is to dare. The spice of life is to befriend. The beauty of life is to give." - Author Unknown

Let me say first and foremost, after allah (SWT) many thanks goes out to all the genuine hardworkers, who in their own time put this magnificent site together where we all somalis all around the globe managed to communicate. I sincerely thank you Sniper, Timo cadde and the rest of your team and who ever helped.

Secondly, i read the blogs that was posted in the site, and let me tell you it was magic, Undefined beauty and Somali diraac i am your biggest fans, couldnt get enough of your simplistic yet artistic flow style of your writings. I invite all the members of the site to take the time and read the thoughts of these young sisters, you will be addicted

Finally, i am not good at talking about myself, maybe there is nothing to tell, or maybe i got dark secrets! lol  so this blog will be an area of free expression, i'll throw ideas, thoughts now and then, and ofcourse every body is welcome to comment and opiniate.

Mahadsanidiin bros and sisters