Sahanka Guusha

 Gorfaynta buugga: Dabinkii Jiraalka Mustafe Cabdilaahi Cismaan (Faynuus) Qore: Maxamed Xirsi Bogagga:187. Daabacaadda: Hiil Press.               Muddo bilo ah oo aanan Soomaali buug ama qormo xitaa ku akhrin, baa fasaxii COVID19 fakaag u helay buuggan oo la ii ammaanay, la iigana digay in qoraagu Calmaani fogaaday yahay oo aan iska ilaaliyo! Maalin aniga dhowr saac oo aan akhrinaayay ka dib, dibadda u baxay si aan nasasho yar ugu soo qaato, oo aan awood iyo baaxad iga luntay intii aan fadhiyay u soo ceshado, waaba isaga oo buuggii gacanta ku haya oo akhrisanaya, buugaagta kale ugama aan baqan jirine, kan waan u naxay, da' uu ku xammilo shahwaaniyaddan qaawan iyo garaad uu ku qaadi karo fikirradan mutuxan ee buuggan ku dhigan ma uu jiro!  Si tartiib ah baan u wayddiiyay bogga uu maraayo, oo waaba aan hubsaday, "Waa Alle mahaddii, meelihii baas ma uu gaadhin" baan hoosta ka idhi, si farsamaysanna waan uga furdaamiyay oo sidii baan ku sii ...

  Why I wrote this Book? I’ve never been much of a writer but the last few months I decided to write a book. Just like that. The book was meant to be a present for my students. They are at the stage in life in which the communication between us is difficult, to say the least. Because if you were around for the past few weeks I decided to retire for being a lecturer or as you call Teacher. So I thought, maybe it’s a good idea to use the written word to get my message across not only them but whoever might be facing difficulties in life and hardships.   The idea was to let them know about my point of view, about our relationship, about how I felt when I was at their age. On top of that, I offered plenty of unsolicited advice about life, the future, and the meaning of life. Most of that will probably be discarded as nonsense (an quite rightly so). Some of the main reasons why I wrote this book is: I wanted to show them that I care. They should know that, but often I feel they see...

  “ Akhristuhu intaanu dhiman wuxuu noolaadaa kun nololood, halka kan aan waxba akhrin uu noolaado nolol keli ah/ A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. The one who never reads, lives only one. ” – George M. M. Martin Weyddiintaa sare ee ciwaanka u ah qormadayda waxaa maalin dhexdaas ah i weyddiiyey mid ka mid ah saaxiibadayda iigu dhow. Maxaad sheeka-fanneeda u jeceshahay? Markaa kadib ayaan go’aansaday in aan saaxiibkay qormadan ugu jawaabo. Balse hor iyo horraan sidaan qabo waxaynu sheeko fanneeda u jecelnahay waxay xidhiidh toos ah la leedahay dhallaanimadeeda ama sababta aynu carruurnimadeennii u jeclayn sheeko xariirada; qaybta ka ah tiraab suugaaneedka qadiimka ah. Ka Afrikaan ahaan ka sokoow, Soomaalideennu tiraab suugaaneedka ab-ka-gaadhka ah hiddo iyo dhaqan soojireen ah ayeynu u lahayn, imminkana u leennahay. Si gaara sheekooyinka hal’abuurka sarreeya ku dhisan ee lagaga hadalsiiyo xayawaanka dab joog iyo duur joogba. Sidaa awgeed horraantaba inaan sheeko fannee...

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم الحمدُ للهِ الذي قال : ( وتلك الأيام نداولها بين الناس ) وصلى الله على نبيِّنا محمدٍ الذي قال له جبريلُ : ( أحببْ من شئت فإنك مفارقه ) وعلى آله وصحبه ومن سار على نهجه  إلى يوم الدين وبعد  : فإنّ لكلّ بداية نهاية ، وبعد كلّ لقاء فراقٌ ، وشمسُ اللقاء يتبعها ليلُ الوداع   بعد أنْ أمضيتُ أعوامًا معكم ، وتشرفتُ فيها بمعرفتكم وصحبتكم والأنسِ بكم ، وبعد أنْ استمتعتُ بأيام ٍرائعةٍ ، وليالي باهرةٍ يعجزُ القلمُ عن وصفها ورسمها ، والقلبُ عن البوح بها ؛ لعظيم حسنِها وجمالها . أعوامًا حافلةً بروائع الفوائد ، وبدائع الفرائد ، أعوامًا تسطّر أيامها بماء الذهب ، وتنسجُ أحداثها بلآلئ الفضة . كيف لا ! وقد صاحبتُ فيها أرواحَكم الطاهرة وقلوبَكم الزكية . لقد سلكنا دروبَ المحبة والإخاء ونسجْنا حروفَ المودة والعطاء . وها هي الأيامُ انقضتْ ، وشمسُ الوداع أشرقتْ ، وسفينة الرحيل أبحرت . تصرّمتِ الأيام وانطوى بساطها وانتهت أحداثها وانقضت أحلامها . ما أجملَ تلك الأيام الرائعة ففيها تعرفتُ عليكم ، وأنِستُ بصحبتكم ومجالستكم . أيامٍ غابرة تدخل حديقة الذكريات لتشكل أزهارًا مشر...

It's time to go hunting. Yes you saw that. it's time to go hunting and i genuinely mean that. Of course not because you are physically hungry and have stayed 3 or 4 days without food but rather because there are people that their survival relies on your ability to provide. So what time is it? it's time to go hunting. Have you made a decision yet? I'll ask you again, have you really made a decision that you're all in whatever it is that you got going in your life right now? To get to the answer of that question, i often ask people how many hours have you spent working on you and your definite purpose today? Have you spent hours and hours working on your craft today? Have you prospected as many clients as possible if you're in business? See, when i ask people that question, 90% of people say, "i want to". here is the thing tho, i didn't ask you if you wanted, i said have you made a decision? See, everyone wants something. Ever...

I don’t remember a lot of the things while growing up. but what you will find on the bedroom walls are pictures of my experiences and adventures. I remember when I was a kid, our family used to play find the stick (qori tuur) in the backyard, this game is some sort of hide and seek game but little bit different, we used to cover our eyes and then our father used to throw a stick to somewhere not that far, so whoever find it first was nominated for the winner often during white nights and sometimes, until our hands were so raw you could still feel the sting in your fingertips on the next morning. As I got older, we ran sprint and played football together. As it is for our family playing sports wasn’t just something fun for us to do. It was a common language and a way to bond, a portal for our connection. My parents Dekka and Omar May Allah swt bless them in everywhere are my role models nearly all my life with my mom, dad and my siblings. We were raised to respect others,...

Falaadhaha casuusta ah ee qoraxda soo bax iyo galbashoba daawashadoodu waxay ii ahayd waxa ugu qiimaha badan ee maalin kasta isoo mari jirey. Sayaxa dhulka, dharabka iyo qorax soo baxa ayaa ahaa waxaan arooryo kasta indhaha ku kala qaadi jirey; daawo dabiici ah ayay aheyd, waxkasta oo aad soo marteyna kaaga maydhaysa si raaxo leh. Ololka dabka caweyska la shidayo, kaftanka, iyo madasha qaabeysan ayaa iyana xusuus gooni ah lahayd.  Buurta guriga u dhow ayaa ii aheyd mid mudnaan leh, waqtigayga ugu badana aan aniga iyo buugtaydu ku wada sheekaysan jirney. Habeenada caddada ah ayaa ahaa kuwo micne gaar ah ii sameeya oo hamuun ii geliya daawashada dayaxa iyo xidigaha ku xareeraysan, mararka qaar nolol abaabulan ayaan ka dhex daawan jirey, sheeko taxane ah ayaa noo socon jirtey oo habeenka 15aadka cutub walba soo afmeermi jirey. mararkaas oo kale Kitaabka Mustafa saadiq Raafici ee( حديث القمر) iyo kan uu qoray Fyodor Dostoevsky ee (White Nights) ayaan soo xasuusan j...