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15 Oct 2010

True Friends: the cherries in our lives

http://smphoto.files.wordpress.com/2007/02/emma-and-julia-hugging.jpgFamily friends, school friends ,childhood friends, roommates, class mates, work buddies etc etc etc . from our first day in kindergarten to the last day of our lives we are always bonding with others, making relationships, getting over conflicts and learning to understand one another. However there comes a  time in every one's life where we start to prioritize these friends. From the ones we cant live without to those with just a mutual benefit and sometimes we just don't make the right cuts. Instead we end up loosing  loved ones and the other's tend to walk out on their own . Before we know it  we are left with no one to really depend on and its always too late when we finally realize it all .
  To those of us who do realize the loss of someone special but just cant admit it becuz of their pride and so on: I'd say its time to let it go . life is definitely too short for our egos and self pride. sounds so cliche ?, well it definitely does makes sense but in a world lacking in logic and rationale we could use a little reminder once in a while. Be the better person today , call that specific someone you have been ignoring for ages . all it takes is a simple " hey how's it going today ?" . Next thing you know the world is a better place and you feel so much lighter  

this post is for all the amazing people i have had the pleasure of meeting over the last few years , and for all those great friends i have had countless great memories with and i cant live without. I love you all and i apologize to all of you for the pain in the *** i am. 



31 Mar 2010

A day in a Somali's life [female version]

5:00 am - its fajr time, the sun isn't out yet but everyone is up and running , men are off to the mosques, women are praying at home .
5:30 am - payers done. everyone goes bac to sleep but mom stays up, starts the morning fire and has the tea boiling [ takes about 30 min on wood fire] in the meantime, she sweeps the house, gets the house chores done and she's back in the kitchen.
now its time for the laxoox/ injera [ making it takes so much skill, its amazing just watching it being made .ART AT ITS BEST!!!].
6:30 am - time to get the kids ready for school, everybody is up and its rush hour in the house. everyone's calling for hooyoo, husband wants his breakfast, kids are fighting over pencils . its a miracle hooyo gets everyone ready in time.
7:30 am - the house is at peace again. hooyoo eats her breakfast, cleans up whatever mess the family made,  gets ready, and heads for the market [ this is pretty much the somali version of a saloon. where women release their daily stress, and get last night's headlines in a min]
8:30 am - she is back with the grocery and the latest gossip. satisfied with the headlines. she takes a moment to sit back and reflect
9:00 am - 12:30 pm - back in the kitchen, hooyoo struggles with a meal enough for 9 people
12:30 pm - everyone is back. kids complain about school, husband complains about work. everyone wants attention because his/her day was just exhausting.

husband: heblayo what's for lunch??
kids: yuckyy i dont want bariis
husband: what is this?? why didnt you make maraaq?
kids: uuuuufff NOO I WONT EAT IT
husband: im not hungry anymore, im tired of this

1:30 pm : finally everyone is in bed, and zzzZZzz'in away. hooyoo stays up, washes the dishes, and tries to finish laundry [ there is no washing machines, 2 buckets of water, soap and alot of hand action does the job]
3:30 pm: everyone is up again, and its chaos all over. the husband heads downtown with his friends, khaat chewing and enjoying the hottest on the political wagon.
4:00 - 8:00pm: hooyoo stays with kids, helping out with homework, and keeping peace in the house. somewhere in between she makes dinner, laxoox again while watching over abdi and mohamad.
8:30pm: kids are put to sleep, and hooyoo gets a moment of silence .....
11:00pm: daddy is back, high as ever, and louder than loud. replaying every political detail, and cursing at reer hebel, and blaming ina hebel for the country's situation. finally he is done and exhausted
12:00pm: the day is over, and hooyoo gets to get some good night sleep
 

                        5:00 am : it's fajr time .....................