Rudy: Life goes on hon... now I have started rolling with the Pakis... I can't believe how much more fun I am having with them, than I did with the Somalis I swear.... I am on a different platform than them I guess... Charisma Sista used to be in Pakistan... I feel you sis.. Thanks for the advice I am sure it will be of use of them days.. Originally posted by n00bie: LOL@Hibo, She must be that crazy feminist that goes wandering into the boys hostel. I hear the guyz got annoyed by her and contacted her mom. If the hijab-wearing hibo in the story is the same hibo i'm talking about, then the story is not accurate cuz hibo does not cover her head. And I've heard of the pimping. By the way, I'm in Karachi. Nabad Gelyo. Noobie: If the above statement isn't judgment I don't know what is bro...

^^^ Now u know where I am coming from NOMADS ... he doesn't know Hibo and he is judging ... do u see dat ppl?? Mobb: Thanx sweetie, will keep my head up certainly.. Zu: Koofi Annand Dagaal aambo kula jiraa kaas asi ma wax haayo... Aniga iskool aan dib ugu laabtay nooh.... wax la qabto kale aa la waayey. Iskool americane qaali aas noqday, marka a change of educational system with cheap money, won't hurt I guess.. PLus.. waqtiga waa gaaban yahay nooh... 2 yrs lee waaye.. BA kale marka sababtaas aan meehaan u doorti laakiinse wixii mari darteed aniga oo iska duqa kii igu dari lahaa hoosta ka galo aa lee qaati.. shib iska dheh..

Jackson: If you ever made to to Pakistan then you would know that "Paki" is not a degrading word rather something all Pakis call themsleves... so loose ur I-work-for-human-rights crab. No one is being racist here. And if u must know... I am racist to the bone.. who isn't? U r telling me ur black behind don't feel discriminated in Wisconsin??? Sell your stories to those that haven't been to the States bro... Gediid: I live in a Private hostel bro, couldn't handle the small space in the hostel rooms. Too calastophobic to adopt to the tiny room. But its all good. I put all somalis in the ignore list. Once they saw me talk with a bunch of Africans, guess what they named me " Tii Africanska u Dhicijirtay"...........so u tell me bro, how am I supposed to enjoy with the foreigners? i do have zillions stories to tell in 4 months, guess how much more I iwll have in 2 yrs time... mad luv bro thnx

Og- who told u to open ur sparling teeth to those mongers?? didn't I worn u not to. How many times do I have to tell you to keep your spiky teeth hidden. Now see what u did...Live with it dee... its all ur fault... Seriously just ignore them... a friend said to me once what doesn't kill u doesn't hurt u.. so forget them...

To Those that encouraged me: Thanks guys. If I leave pakistan I let the loosers win and that is something I rather die than do. I will stick with pakistan and make it out just fine inshallah. I am going home to vent this Dec inshallah to get recharged... Jackson: The gays down here don't know how to stand tall behind their words...so bringing them won't make a difference in my opinion. Gediid: I can't believe you are an ex-paki.. nw u should have told me that before I left. Man FJ medical, no suga I am in PU New campus, I will try ur chicken shashlick inshallah tomorrow . I am in the Mass Comm depart. Ihave been to majority of the places u just mentioned. I love the Canal Rd at nite. It is beautiful with all the lights and water. It is gr8. Thanks bro for your advice and guide. I only went to UET twice and they made me hate somali men walaahi. But after relaxing and collecting my thoughts, I am still the same o me. Coz my father is a somali man, and if I hate somali men I hate him. And that is unacceptable in my books. Anyways Thanks bro... CheckMate: Tum itni Achi urdu bhoolte ho, wo kese? Mein to samachrahi ti ke tum sirf somali or english hi bholte ho. pakistan/India mein rehtete kiya? Mein pehelese jaanti ti ke tum koun ho lakin abhi tumne jana laga ke mein koun houn. Meri cuzin ko salaam kardo, kiya wo tumhari dost laghi hai kiya? Jab mein jaantiti wo tumhare peeche kartiti, kiounke tere shakalko use bhot pasand tha. Mein Sooch rahiti ke tum wabas Seattle mein gaya ho, ya tum Mpls mein agaya wabas? BTW I was referring to myself as a third person b/c I was narrating my own story... Haseena: Sure girl hook me up with ur address and there comes ur shawls... And yes they do have the world's best although it comes from kashmir. mac mac all. Thanks folks... Hibo Remains In Pakistan

Hey folks, I thought I would entertain you since I have been an inactive participant for a while, I guess I owe you this much.... Here is what is happening between me and Pakistan... Hibo Lands Hibo lands in Lahore Pakistan on July 23rd 2004, all excited about the new environment ( mind you Hibo is adventure -oriented sister who believes in cultural diversity). Flies from Abu Dhabi International Airport wearing her long Shuko (Abayah), and her old big Hijab thinking she will come in contact with Taliban. After landing in Allama Iqbal International Airport after 5 hrs of flight, looks around for her escort only to be welcomed by what seemed to her as the whole of Pakistani's polulation. Confused and overwhelmed Hibo takes a step back assuming that she has landed in the wrong Airport, only to be awakened from her nightmare by a tiny, high pitched voice, " Hibo this way". Astonished and still confused Hibo starts to look for that unfamiliar voice. In the midst of all those hungry looking Pakis she finds a dark skinned sister waving. What seemed to be like a smile formed on her lips, and she stepped forward towards the sister who was a stranger as well. Yet the familiarity in appearance kept her heart from bounding off her heart chest. " Waris Road jana hai kitna hoga", is what brought Hibo back to reality. Disoriented Hibo looked at the old grumpy Taxi that stood just 5 feet away from her and piercing eyes that stared at her as if she resembled none on earth. " Doo Soo" said the old looking man, but u know he is younger than he looks. Safiyo ( the somali sister who camed to pick Hibo up) points her finger at the bags for the driver to put them in the car. Hibo's excitement started to come back as soon as the car was in motion, making what seemed to be a promise to paradise. After 30 minutes of smooth ride, the taxi came to a stop at a gate that looked like a one for federal jails. Three guards come out to pick the bags and Safiya leads Hibo thru the little trip down to the rooms. Safiya opens the door to a large room that is empty except for two tiny beds and a fridge. At the back of Hibo's head rang the words, " I need to get out of here as soon as possible" only to be interrupted by her bet with her dad, " If you don't make it out in Pakistan I will make you marry any man of my choice". The word leaving vaded out of her vocabulary and she changed to make herself home. Hibo & Pakis At 5 pm the following day, Hibo dresses to sight see lahore and to familiarize herself with the environment. Safiya got into a wat seemed like three wheeled motorcyle with a coach and amused Hibo followed her. The tiny Riksha (that is what it is called) could barely fit us ( u know we are blessed with the African Behinds ). The riksha bounced around, like a basketball set loose. " Ar waa nala dhacday, Oh My God", said frightened Hibo. Safiya couldn't help but laugh out loud. " waa la qabsaneysaa" is all Safiya could say at that point. Hibo peeped out of the riksha to see the city, and was amazed to find all kinds of transportation means on the road, Bicycles, MotorBikes, Donkeys, Cows, horses, camels, cars, buses all in line at the traffic light. " Now that is what I call 3rd world" is all Hibo could say. They got out of the Riksha and found a whole line of Pakistani men, women and children staring at them at the supermarket. " Maxey naga eegaayaan" said Hibo. " waa caadadooda waa u baraneysaa". Safiya just walked passed them as if they didn't exist. But Hibo being the curious one as usual, dared to say, " Aap Loog kiya dekrahe hain? Kabhi ladhkiya nahin deke kiya?" (translation, what are you looking at? Haven't you guys seen girls before? ) Safiya was stunned to learn that Hibo could actually speak Urdu so fluently. Hibo smiled knowingly. " I learned it from hindi movies and I did my 5,6,7,8,9,10 in a Pakistani school in Abu Dhabi". " Walaahi yaab aa leedahay". Hibo found that Pakistanis will stare at you regardless of. At first she was self-conscious wondering wat was wrong with her appearance that made these people stare, but now she got used to them, and from time to time acts like the celebrity that she has become, waving at her fans. Pakistanis however, aren't that civilized and most of the time they do things that will annoy any human. Hibo found herself a private hostel that has better facilities and made her life as comfortable as it can get. Hibo & Somalis Hibo wakes up one day, and asks the 6 somali girls that reside in the medical school hostel as where the somali guys are at, because she needed help with the paper work. And since the somali girls didn't know about the offices where all the work is done, Hibo assumed the guys might do. The somali girls told hibo to forget about the Somali guys, because they gossip and they would ruin her reputation. Hibo didn't listen and couldn't comprehend that a somali man will wake up a day simply he wants to ruin a somali girl's reputation without her doing anything out of the ordinary. Now that is something that couldn't register in Hibo's mind. So being the patriot that she is, Hibo went out to the engineering university looking for her brothers. She meets with 10 guys that seem to be nice. " What is going on my brothers? The somali sisters are complaining about you? Why hate on your sisters like that? I thought Somalis loved each other when they were in a foreign land, what happened here? Why aren't you guys connected? I came here looking for help and there isn't any somali brotha that can help" says Hibo the patriot who believes somalis should unite and be connected. Hibo comes back to the girls hostels only to be told, " Hibo some News got to us, that there is this horny bit** that came to the boys university looking for a man. Like we told you sis, Somali men here are useless please quit them" said Dhool, an old Pak-Somali that lived in Pakistan for the last 10 yrs. Hibo couldn't believe it for the mere fact that she just couldn't understand why someone would say that simply because a sister came to them for help. ( I know you are all rolling your eyes in astonishment believe me it happened). Hibo goes back to the engineering university to face them again, " I came for help not to be the new gossip news, so what is going on?" ...." what are you talking about? we didn't say nothing of that sort." Hibo thinks that the girls are just making her flee, so she adheres to her brothers words and makes 4 out of the 10 as friends that she can rely on, simply because they showed more interest in helping her. Anyways as time passesby, Hibo introduces the newly made somali guy-friends to the somali sisters. The somali sisters act like wild goose let free and go crazy over the boys. Hibo is surprised to see them doing that because she thought that they hated the somali boys because of the rumors. As the connection between the boys and the girls got stronger, so did the rumors and gossip. At the end of each day a breaking news occurs, in which Hibo is the pimp and the girls her prostitutes. Hibo looses hope in the somali community for the first time in her life, and chooses to refrain from all of them including the girls. But the rumors seem to be getting more provocative and consistent. So Hibo runs out of words to say, and it has travelled to her parents. But her parents have faith in their daughter so they didn't believe whatever someone said to them..... Hibo's Strangest Experience 1. While walking to the entrance of her hostel, Hibo was hit so hard on her shoulder that she moaned with pain. As she turned around, she found two Paki men on a motorbike, dancing and laughing at her. 2. Hibo's purse gets snatched 3. Hibo gets hit by a car on purpose but comes out fine 4. Hibo finds her room open only to find, some girls she doesn't know going thru her things, not because they want to steal it but because they are simply curious. 5. A man hits her shoulders. why? Because he will get some kind of sexual gratification from it. 6. There are 10 Hibos living in Pakistan, a student, a pimp, a reporter of gossip, a prostitute, a homeless, a lesbian and the last but not the least a wadaad. 7. Hibo went to Islamabad ( The capital of Pakistan also the place with the most somalis), and to a cafeteria full of Somali men and said, " I am the girl who has been pimping in Lahore, if you guys are interested in a somali sister of all shapes contact me." (Ever wonder if u will ever find a theif that will claim that he is a theif and that he is the one that stole ur things... well apparently that is what Hibo doesn in Pakistan, she pimps and she tells the mothers of her prostitutes that she is the pimp.........what do u say to that) So my friends, that is the latest development in your somali sister that participated in your debates, thoughts and advices. So what advice do u have for her today........ The Saga Continues...............

Garab: Xabiibi I missed u too. Now coming back to the topic....I agree with you not all my nomadmen are suffering from the unfortunate low self-esteem we seem to witness around us. Mobb: I have been shifting from one place to another bro that is why I was away... wish it was the mushakal. Don't u c my location has changed... and believe me its not for the better... but then I had to live in a place worst than somalia to see somalia as a heaven not that its not one Now for the topic in hand, I agree with u not all men see educated sisters as a threat rather a bliss and one of them is my dad, but the generation of today's men are rather disappointment, if we are speaking on a serious note. Any woman who challenges them to do better, is a- must- escape-from- threat. And that is indeed sad. That is why I feel, most somali men are just cowards or are loosing their manliness, and switching of roles is taking place. Think about it why else would a educated brotha who can find a sister that can make him a better person, b/c she has the light needed to lit certain tunnels, go for one who is in the dark herself? Progress is upwards and not downwards, if u r following my drift. Gediid: Aboowihiis, don't just attack but think about wat I and I believe many sisters preceeding me said, I know its the masculinity hormones raging and u r on the defense mode, relax abit and think outside ur lil box. Let me ask you this, why would a brotha who lives in the west, knowing the fact that he went through some kind of cultural clash when he got there, is willing to marry someone who has no idea what his living environment is like? Now common don't you think, it is rather unlogical to think that western educated somali sisters have lost their cultural upbrings? We may carry a degree that says, " University of Blah blah at NY, London, Paris, Amesterdam etc" but our mothers are somali, our fathers are somali, and wat they thought us was not erased with the university pen. So we are just saying don't feel threaten when a sister tests you. She only wants to see if you are worth her or not, and i believe that is wat men do as well. My brotha is 29 yrs old and everday he is backing out of a relationship because that certain girl didn't meet his requirements. So allow us atleast to be picky without making us look like we have lost our identity.

I am as usual late to respond to topics that interest me, since I don't have much of time these days. I am not sure if my sisters touched up on this point I want to convey but this is my take on the situation. Reasons men look for wives abroad Lack of self confidence Somali men over the years have lost the confidence in themselves, this in turn caused them to view any woman with education as a threat. Inability to live upto women's expectations Todays women have totally different expectations than the generations that preceeded them. And this is because of their advancement in education and independence. Educated sisters demand respect from their men, and stand tall next to their men. Since Somali men haven't matured with their women over time, the demands posted by their women have become objects of conflict. Difficulty in adaptation to wetern culture Women have become the bread-winners in their families and have succeeded in becoming self-sufficient. We(Women) have learned to depend on ourself than any other human being. And I believe this is wat causes conflict between married couples, for the somali man is used to a woman who depends on him 100%. These are just few of the major reasons I can think of that pushes weaklinks in the somali men population to seek life-partners from abroad. I believe real men, who are aware of their manliness aren't affraid of the challenges put forth by women rather they love to have the competition ( although I differ to call it as such). Competition amongst humans be it between two males or a man and his wife, can only produce better fruits. So in my opinion, a real man will always look for a woman that can complete him by possessing qualities he lacks. What good is a wife if she can't help in making her husband a better person???

Salaam Folks, It has been a while since I have logged in to SOL. And I see majority of the people I knew changed their nicks and are wearing a different tag and ofcourse the new crew joined in. So to make a long story short. I am too lazy to surf the pages so can any of you update me as to what I have missed in my absence. And where are the people I knew?

I see in my absence I have missed out on this interesting post... anyways as usual I am late .. so here is my prarent's story. My dad was my mother's teacher at school. He used to give her private tuition at home. And behind my grandmas back they did their lil thing( mind you my grandmother died Allahu raxma wondering how they did their shukaansi without her knowing ). Anyways my mother's grades were booming and her teachers suggested that she go to Hargeisa Nursing school in 1972. When my mother told her mother about it, My grandma said, " Dhul dheer oo aanan aqoon gabarteyda ma u diraayi". My mother was born and raised in Jamame.. so you can imagine the distance. So this is where my father stepped in. He is education freak. So he asked for my mother's hand and did the nikaax. In this way my mother's responsibility would be his. He then bought her, her first plane ticket to Hargeisa. She still talks about the experience. My mother finished her Nursing diploma and in August 28 1974 they were married in Mogadishu. No hassles. And this year their will celebrate their 30th Annniversary. Walaahi you guys should see them, upto today they act like they r dating. And I think that is where I got my romanticism from. :rolleyes:

If you were an African Gentleman you would help yourself to an African beauty. We heard you, just becareful of who else you tell coz if you were near me I would certainly take you down to a mental institution.

Ameenah: Contradiction sweetie in your post... check what u said to me and you said to our brotha NG... ... and think real hard...

Interns are needed for three months to volunteer for WAWA (We Are Women Activists) organization this summer. If you are interested pls email me your majors ASAP. The details will be emailed to you. I hope you guys feel the same patriotism as I do and help develop your country. If you can’t make this summer no problem you can help next. So please let me know if you all interested. I am writing you this post from Bosaso Puntland. My email is “ hibo_dheeman@hotmail.com” Thanks a bunch.

U know what? I am into men that are younger than me. First I will get the respect not just for being a woman but for my mentality as well. Common on we all know older men think women are ****** . But this young soul looks upto you as a mentor.. and ladies you can actually teach him what pleases you how, and where such pleasure be produced . Second I can tune him to my frenquency and soon we will be playing same music. What more can you ask for than a man that literally worships the grounds you waalk on. Don't give me that look, I know some of you will say, he will leave you tomorrow for another, but have u seen a dog that leaves his master after he gets trained real welll???? Older man and those of my age plzzzzzzzz! PS: Guys I will be gone for 3 weeks... I am on my way to Somalia today...so if I respond to your responses after 3 weeks... don't be stunt.

- where you're from, somalia but currently I reside in UAE - Your sex (for those with unisexual names) I guess most ppl know me so need to spit it out - Occupation (you can lie about this if you like ) wow that is cool.... I am an astronaut... But since truth sets me free.. currently I am unemployed...but I do works from here n there.. I am still undecided about where I wanna live... having said that... I don't to get into work that will bond me to contracts... - What you do when you think people aren't looking? Do u really wanna know? - Favorite music Qarami - General interests, etc. Water-skiing ( took up recently), poetry, novels, movies, chat and controvertial debates

Leave the man alone... I for one... would tell him.. " WAAY TO GO".. he needs the time to make love to his wifey without thinking about another cunug biting his behind.. in 9 months... so let the brotha rock n roll..

Moti: that is it............bes... u r grounded... who told u to share our story with these ppl :mad:

^^^^^ that is the only one that made me laugh so hard!

My proofile speaks for itself........Naagaha iga waaweyn oo hadana iga yar yar.. cajaaib :confused:

Darman: Slang is what spices up somali huuno.. but sadly ur arab "dib" can't follow it dee... I can make gunaafe but need the hairy spaghetti, I don't know if u can find it in the states.. but I can surely ship some for u... Checkmate walaalkiis if u r the brotha in the pic... u know me.. u met me several times in Mpls..we even played cards.. I betcha u can't recall coz adigaa isku maqnaa... iscajibis iga dheh... xumaato mahan .. inshallah hadii aan mareykan ku soo labto I will definitelt cook for ya.. that is a promise...Anywhere u r.. I will send u the invitation

Shabeelle.: I do hon.... here is it Depending on how much u want to make...chop that much onion... for example to eat 30 canjeero... use 3 kgs of onion. U fry the onions till they r golden brown.. then u add thepowder.. u need to get the powder from ethiopian shops or restraunt... U can then add chicken or meet as u please... then add some water... keep on adding water till the meat is tender.. then let it simmer....Mind u.. u need to add alot of oil for frying the onion... don't freak when u see the oil... u can just get the whole thing out b4 u eat.. Bon Apetite`

OG.... that was kilkilees... tanak u.. chick obsessor

Iraq... Palestinians are sold to Israel... Sky diving or Scuba diving?

Tuujiye.. waa ku tuujiyey ka tali hee.. waa i kanaa.. waa kuugu soo weeraxay.. soo dadaji ma dhihinoo...calooleey Calooleey horta biyo kuleel ku yuumbi ka dib mindi ku xog.. nadiifi... markii intaas dhameysid.. Abaa jarjar... ka dib dabka saar.. cabaar ha saarnaato ilaa iyo saacad iyo nus camal... ka dibne basal, barbarooni iyo yaanyo googooy isku dalac.. hadii dhahdi waa karin aqaanaa dalac bilaash lee sameynee kistoo basbaas ku xad abaa isku dalac...cusbane haka hilmaamin nooh... hadii sidii mandhacirka lagu duubaayi rabtidne soo sheeg waa laguu sheegaa....

Sista, happens my advice to you would be... let the brotha roll.. I gotta agree with my sisters.. if he leaves her for you, then tomorrow he will leave u for another.. simple as that.. coz a brotha who leaves his wifey for another doesn't know the least bit about respect and commitment... so what good would he be to you?