Originally posted by umu zakaria: We never had organizations and group of people calling themselves christians, we only had some foreigners and some church but there was no somali christian person living openly in Somalia. Are you sure about that? At any rate, I'm sure the author of this thread will be banned soon. I don't at all oppose his freedom to post about other faiths or even try to convert people. But the method he's using and the obvious signs of foolishness he's showing should be sufficient enough to get him banned. If all fails, he should be banned for simply flooding the site.

Typical Somalis! They want to know how much you get paid, how much rent you pay, what clan you're from, etc. Now they've become even more intrusive and want to know your heart's greatest desire! The bloody cheek.

I'd report him if I were you. You can never be too careful with such people.

This was worth a new thread? ** Fetches his hate list **

Oh is it that time of year already? Priorities in life and How To Manage Your Time! Next, I foresee a thread about New Year's resolutions. How utterly spirit crushing. Welcome aboard, saaxib.

Roll Call, roll call! Anyone here?

A falcon is a bird.

^^ It is pure unintentional comedy.

Can Islam help repair the moral fabric of British society? To test it out, Imam Ajmal Masroor asks six non-Muslims and one lapsed Muslim to follow Islamic teachings for three weeks. The six come from Harrogate, in Yorkshire, a town with very few ethnic minority inhabitants. How will the six volunteers cope with living according to the laws of the Qur'an? The group finds it difficult to accept the principle tenets of Islam and, for some, the implications of the experiment are far-reaching. Karla, a white British Christian and her boyfriend Ash, a lapsed Muslim, have been dating for two years. So far Ash's conservative Muslim family have refused to meet Karla but she hopes that by immersing herself in their way of life she may convince them to accept her. The process starts with a sweep of the group’s homes for items that are haram – forbidden by Islam – such as alcohol, pork, inappropriate clothing, lads’ mags… The next stage is to add a schedule of praying five times a day. The rebellion begins almost immediately. Taxi driver Phil retreats to his local pub for pork pies and beer; others object to the rigid dress codes and say that they disagree with many aspects of the faith. To Ajmal’s disappointment, only three turn up for Friday prayers at the end of the first week. The group are more resistant to Muslim teaching than he had imagined. So will he and his team of mentors be able to convince the wayward group that Islam really does have something to offer them? Source Watch it on YouTube

Eid Mubarak, Lily. (Happy now)

^^ There go those heels again Eid Mubarak to you all.

^^ JB and Zafir are away today. They know the answer to the question about the dogs but they refuse to tell me and keep teasing me about being underage.

Was that a student talking to me? [raised eyebrow]

Is this a Riyaale Eid pardon?

^^ I resent the insinuation. My ramblings are never drug assisted.

I wanted to write a book about a baby turtle that fell in a ditch. I have a general idea of how it fell in the ditch, the efforts of the various animals to help it out of the ditch and the many stories they all wisely told him. I can already picture its mother looking for it but, being a turtle, it is taking her longer than usual to find its baby. At first, this was a short bedtime story but the more times I told it the more varied and complicated it became. The baby turtle has developed a personality now. He's got plenty of time to sit in that ditch and reflect on life. He looks up and sees mother zebras walking past with their daughter zebras. Mother monkeys with baby monkeys. Lionesses with their cubs and Wildebeests with their fawns! He yearns for his mother and family of turtles. He wonders if he's destined to spend the rest of his life in that ditch. He wants to break free. Meanwhile, his mother crawls along asking other animals if they have seen her baby. She describes him as small, round and looking like a stone! There is a happy ending somewhere and a moral to this story about how even a baby turtle, with his indefatigability, determination and strength of will can raise himself from a dark ditch. I may bung in something about the community (of animals) helping out and how it sometimes takes a whole village (of animals) to raise a turtle. The book is likely going to fit into one page but I'm hoping people will be distracted by the many illustrations and pictures to notice how short it is. Pardon? What was that again? You really think writing a book is child's play? Don't you go falling into such a ditch of a mistake, my friend.

I don't think I've ever met a Somali taffy that didn't chew. You're not about to buck the trend, are you Omer?

This is funny but not at all in the way the females think.

^^ Sounds like she's been dumped by a Jewish person.

Originally posted by *Blessed: Allah dadkan eega, do you guys even get a happy eid - let alone the day off? It's like being in high school all over again. You don't have to fit in, it's okay to be different.. no, no it's cool to be different. So NG, just smile and say, I don't do parties dahling, thats so pass'e.. :rolleyes: Or Just tell them truth and say 'if I party with you tonight, my wife won't let me eat grass with my friends on Eid' Anyways, you've been at your office for centuries, surely this has been dealt with before and surely, it's an established fact that you're a Muslim who doesn't do xmas... Mise waad ka daashey? p.s Merry Christmass I am fine with the parties and they know that I wouldn't go (nobody can argue with my immortal excuse of babysitting). But they still invite me, out of simple courtesy. It is the cards that I find slightly nerve-racking really. They know I don't celebrate the damn thing but, because they're nice people and don't want me to feel left out, they go out of their way to make sure that I'm included. Endless cards keep appearing on my desk! Now, I don't know if this is the 'nice man' in me or just that I don't like to be upstaged, however, I feel that I too must do something in reply. This is not a case of fitting in or high school peer pressure. It is, as I said before and repeat again now, a case of diplomacy and simple courtesy. Ps I've ordered some Baqlawa to be left in the staff room on Eid day but I do wish they wouldn't send me any cards. Pps A friend of mine got to enjoy that Swedish massage. I was going to go myself but the Mrs reckons those girls performing the massage aren't really that professional (or something along these lines).

^^ How about now?

^^ Eid is coming. I am just preparing myself.

Is this an Arab girl band? Here is ayaayo buying her expensive Abaayah from a man high on qaat. They're talking about the woman without an Abaayah but the man is wondering at the difference.

^^