Fed up of watching -from the comfort of our living rooms- untold horrors unfold in the Horn of Africa, fed up of hearing plans made but not seeing much done, fed up of making excuses for ourselves -excuses like we were too young or too poor or too far away from the problem to make [...]
Liboi Town 11 am, Monday 18th July 2011 The five of us clutch onto our tools of trade; cameras, pens, paper, mental snapshots. We are desperate to document the things we see, desperate to scratch them with a stick onto the sands of time. What I’ve been seeing seems too big for my eyes, and I [...]
Liboi town: 8.30 am, Monday 18th July 2011. The waiting is so intense, it’s as if we are waiting to start waiting. We sit in the car at Arif Centre, by a structure that reads: Peponi Hotel- For Quick Snacks. A bus is docked a few metres away and veiled women, in single file, climb [...]
Dadaab Town. Sunday 17th July 2011. 2.30 pm All five of us sit in the shade of a tree. I stare at a sign that says ‘Silence’, right above Matt’s head. I wonder, does it mean we should eat in silence? Is it a reminder to talk less and swallow more food for thought? The [...]
After a many requests from our friends & Family we have decided to put our heads together. A brainstorming session was held today together with Ahmed Farah (Co-founder RIYO Films and the Director of HCTV Africa), Abdisalaan Aato (Founder of Bartamaha and Wargelin) and Deeq. M. Afrika (Co-Founder of Global Somali Youth Agenda and Founder [...]
If I got a pound for every time I heard the above phrase used in reference to my preferred and may I add CHOSEN single status I’d be, well maybe not a complete millionaire, but I would certainly be well on my to a life full of luxuries and riches, and according to my mother, no one to share it with.
I don’t know if like me, you have recently noticed a sudden increase in the number of Somali organisations cropping up all over the net,
(1) MARYAN MUDUG! (a) She is very religious …(b) Listens to BBC Somali (c) She only knows how to read and write Somali (d) She is very tribal (e) She knows everybody and their tribe (f) Wears big jilbaab (g) For her, there is nothing called ‘Date’ and anyone interested in her should come to [...]
(radiowiilwaal.com) Come here. I need to talk to you. Sorry little brother, but I have to crush your dream. I know that I should tell you that you can be anything that you want to be, but I hate to break it to you, because I don’t want to break your heart. But as your [...]
After a long day in the library revising for my exams. I went to Starbucks near my university. I got my self a caramel macchiato and sat down for a bit. I noticed that there were group of people behind me who were apparently in a meeting. I didn’t really pay attention them as I [...]
I was fortunate enough to be present at an exhibition of traditional Somali cultural artifacts, held at the Harrow Civic Centre on 30 April 2011, which was well attended by the members of the Somali community of London. Some had brought their young well-urbanised children along, in order to expose them to a proud but [...]
Sallaams Brothers & Sisters, It has been a while since I wrote something here on Aduunyo.com. I’m really not a writer and I am kind of scared just like all of you are. Scared of putting my own thoughts on paper and share it with the rest of the world. In my eyes, it feels [...]
As humans our personalities and who we eventually turn out to be is determined by a lot of factors and influences. Scientists up until this day are still arguing about the Nature versus Nurture theories. I personally think that as Somalis and the way our culture works, nurture determines everything about us. I was born [...]
This is Abdifatah Dhuhulow. His story is an exceptional one. In 1991, Dhuhulow was living with his family in the Somali capital, Mogadishu, when civil war broke out. While trying to escape the city on a lorry, the family came under fire. Dhuhulow was shot in the ankle and fell off the lorry, and his [...]
There were four Cows. One of them was white and the other three were black. They used to live in a dangerous area surrounded by wolves. The way they protected themselves was that they were always together, they would stick together, watch out for each other, everyone was keeping an attentative eye, and they survived, [...]
