Actually not so short and not so skinny woman isn't bad at all. Very manageable.

^^OK, you don't HAVE to mention the word 'submission' you know? It only tends to freak them out and put them in a defensivist position. We don't want that now, do we? .

^^ 'Ma riyaan soo jeed ka dhigano, ma dhibbaan raaxa moodayaa, Adaa ii roon Allahayow, Adaa ii roon Allahayow'

^^Loooool@Kullan iyo dhamaajaaleey. What do you know, I actually went to Kullan nuunoow and took some pictures . Dhamaajaaleey magaarin, laakiin Libooyaan, iyo xadka Dhoobleey baan u yara lugeeyey..walaahi it was the best experience of my life ...seeing those women hordhaanka u ah awrta raranka ah oo casar-dheer usii caraabaya cariggii. It was kaakacaay season for the cowboys - they'll be gone for 4 months without coming to any town...Alla muxuu doob caano ku dhamay meelahaas. Lol. Guntiinooyinka hablaba dhulkaa wax u feereeyo ayey u baahan yihiin sxb . The sad thing was I didn't have the opportunity to witness Saar, or any other folk dance. Not the wedding season. Balse, Insha-Allah waan u noqonayaa soon markuu dhulka naqqaysto - and I intend to finance Saar iyo dhaantoba in la dheelo to record it, to catch it on video. PS: How good is your dhaanto? I am not much of a dance of dhaanto sxb neither Saar. I just watch...

Pacifist, the guntiino is as sensual as a dress can get . Waa xaax xuux lagu cadeeyey oo fururuq la siistay .

BOB, salaam brother. Nakutakia njema kaka.

There are more stylish ways of murugsasho, mind you. You can be posh about it .

^^LOl. Yes, all this 'raaliyo this and raaliyo that' is a cover. When the woman in the woman reveals herself to one, all these talk becomes history. One tends to find sweeter raaliyo core in the outer anti-raaliyo Xaalimos. You just gotta to know your navigation skils .

Cara & Haneefa, you bet. Time to jump on the lift and invest . Well said Haneefa, with a good attitude to match. Hope the blues have all gone and you are better now.

Originally posted by Cara: I'm shocked, shocked I tell you. That easily? Anyway, Nuune posted this topic 4 years ago but I wonder how far the system has progressed .

Qalanjo

^^ Thank you all . Diiriye realized the gravity of the situation in which he has found himself. His only determination was to leave the house well before any of Nimo’s brothers showed up. He gently picked up his coat from the couch, and begun to proceed towards the sitting room’s door, where Hajir stood. As he approached the door, he could sense Hajir’s body language change. He noticed Hajir’s fist tightening as if in preparation to strike him. Diiriye couldn’t help but make a silent prayer, saying ‘Oh God, let me out of here safely. Let there be no punch-ups. Get me out of this house in one piece.’ As he got near the door, his heart started palpitating. The bounding noise in his chest got alarmingly louder by the by seconds. Nimo didn’t move an inch, her face still wet with tears. Her fingers were nervously placed on her face, overwhelmed by the dread of anticipating what Hajir might do to Diiriye. All sorts of fears went through her mind, but the biggest fear concerned Hajir’s misconception of what had happened. This would certainly make him attack Diiriye, she feared. Nimo knew Hajir was a big fellow whose attack of Diiriye could result in a serious injury. The prospect frightened her. Trained as an analyst, her mind went into an analytical mode within seconds. When her mind is in this sort of mode, if the danger she perceives is quite great, she would engage in predictive exercises that only frightens her even more. In the few seconds it took Diiriye to pass through the sitting-room’s door, hyperventilation took hold of her altogether. On top of it, she was confronted by a serious hypothetical dilemma of ‘what ifs’. What if Hajir assaults Diiriye; what if it becomes a police matter, she asked herself. She knew only too well what the consequences would be, but she didn’t know how she would deal with them. She couldn’t bear the thought of either implicating Hajir or lying, which would result in the loss of whatever imagined affections Diiriye might have developed for her. Neither could she bring herself to the idea of lying under oath. These thoughts about what ifs only confounded her. Fortunately, however, Diiriye managed to get out the sitting-room and also the house, without any provocation from Haajir. Nimo couldn’t immediately regain the focus of her mind to this, as she was dwelling amid thoughts of anticipation. She did not regain her composure until Hajir insensitively shouted something at her. ‘What!?’ she repeatedly screamed, ‘where is he? Where is he?’ Haajir, unable to understand her sudden outburst of questions, disdainfully replied; ‘Are you blind? The son of a ***** left!’ ‘Thank God!’ she said with a great sigh. She then took to her feet and sprinted towards her upstairs room, shut the door and begun sobbing uncontrollably. Dazed and disorientated, once out of the house, Diiriye jogged along a bus stopping somewhere not far. He jumped on the bus, and swiftly climbed up to the upper deck. He couldn’t even be bothered to touch in his oyster bus-pass. He seated himself on the deck’s front seats, grabbed onto the edge of the seat in front of his, and broke down into tears. These were tears rolling down for many reasons. He was equally as relieved as he was worried of future consequences.

^^Lol. Not gonna comment Cara .

^^Lol. Well, sometimes even disasters come with relief eh?

Urban iyo Nephthys, I think what makes the ICE more relevant is that there are campaigns to make as recognizable as the '999' or '112' numbers. One of the things I worry about is something happening to me whilst I walk in the dead of night. How would they find out who I am? Or how would my loved ones know I have 'switched-off'? Thoughts like that. Now I can use the ICE to direct the stranger who finds me to my close relations.

^^Yeah, yeah. Now stop being so hard on the boys, will ya? They've been through alot already. North, we're still of teary eyes .

^^ Caano geel, aah!

Mr. Nur Ade might have been a respectable individual previously, however, his very decision to accept this dreaded primiership, surely casts doubts on his cognitive facaulty. I do not say this to smeer Mr. Nur, but since he has failed to realise the utmost disdain with which the TFG is currently held, one is inclined to ponder whether age has impacted on his sanity. For not a single sane Somali elder wouldn't put himself in a precarious position such as this. I just feel sorry for him really.

^^Lol. Haa waa runtaa. Kala qaybsanaanta waa wax jira balse hadeer halgankii wuu balaartay, LLP. Waxay u badan tahay in is urursiga yahay ciidamo gumaysi-diid ah oo raba in ay dalkooda gaallo ka ritaan. Marka ICUda magaaceeda aan bal yara hakinno .

A sister fowarded me this message, and so I thought it'll be valuable enough to share it with you all. ----------- We all carry our mobile phones with names & numbers stored in its memory but nobody, other than ourselves, knows which of these numbers belong to our closest family or friends. If we were to be involved in an accident or were taken ill, the people attending us would have our mobile phone but wouldn't know who to call. Yes, there are hundreds of numbers stored but which one is the contact person in case of an emergency? Hence this "ICE" (In Case of Emergency) Campaign The concept of "ICE" is catching on quickly. It is a method of contact during emergency situations. As cell phones are carried by the majority of the population, all you need to do is store the number of a contact person or persons who should be contacted during emergency under the name "ICE" ( In Case Of Emergency). The idea was thought up by a paramedic who found that when he went to the scenes of accidents, there were always mobile phones with patients, but they didn't know which number to call. He therefore thought that it would be a good idea if there was a nationally recognized name for this purpose. In an emergency situation, Emergency Service personnel and hospital Staff would be able to quickly contact the right person by simply dialing the number you have stored as "ICE." For more than one contact name simply enter ICE1, ICE2 and ICE3 etc. A great idea that will make a difference! Let's spread the concept of ICE by storing an ICE number in our Mobile phones today! Please forward this. It won't take too many "forwards" before everybody will know about this It really could save your life, or put a loved one's mind at rest . ICE will speak for you when you are not able to.

Good on the Aussies, they finally kicked the old geezer out. Way to go.

^^Adna ha sii hurin dabka gabaryahay.

I hate to say that, but today Faarixs have the luxury to marry a newly graduated Raaliyo from back home , and it won't take more than a year for her to understand life in the West at the sametime hold firm to her somali culture. They're are not all well cultured, and some of them even aspire to Westernized lifestyles. However, the great many I have personally encountered in Nairobi are well-educated, and in successful careers. To my surprise, I was gladdened to see a sister successful in what she does, meaning running her company and employing over 25 people, who is as cultured as the next geeljire girl. The myth of girls/women in Africa (I speak of East Africa particularly) being less educated Xaalimos is dispearing faster than can be imagined. To be frank, the 'superiority complex' some of our sisters in the west suffer from is unwarranted, so to speak. Besides, the trend of 'importing' or 'shipping' women to the West is fastly changing. Many brothers are, considering the current international crises/xenophobia and strayed off-springs, now consider having their wives in Africa to be the best decision to make. While in Africa, in towns such as Nairobi and Mombasa, I couldn't help meeting all these highly educated sisters from the West who've moved their families to Africa, and surprisingly, there exist a great number of sisters from the west coming to Africa to marry and later on relocate to Africa. The world is changing and if one is clever enough to notice that, Africa is the future .

^^Ku jooji halkaa sxb. Oodweyne iyo me, ha isku karaama beelina sxbyaal. Inta la is weydaarsadey wax siyaado ku ah looma baahna. Fadlan aan bal is dejino oo aan shaydaanka iska naarno. Please, let this be the last post of this thread. Illeen raggu wuu qiimo badan yahaye .