Isseh’s Enclave

It’s just The Double that does it for me. Especially the paranoia that engulfs Golyadkin (i’ll call him senior) when his look-alike, and exact double comes into the work scene. He suspects his double is there to replace him just like one of a machine, or rather to use his words, a dirty rag. Lol. It’s tragic-comic to say the least.

A sneak view of The Double’s Text

Here I am. Here I am. Here I am.

Alot has changed since I last blogged. I have since switched from being a city-boy to a village boy.  And now it only feels right to act like Edward from the League of Gentlemen :D  Just yesterday morning I went into a local shop and was asked to pay up for the carrying bag. Ofcourse I threw a tantrum but dashed out but then realised its the only shop in town. Lol.

Anyway, out here there is nothing else to do for fun but to blog. I shall do so since I have departed from FB.

Hope you’re all well and still sneezing.

The missed calls from Mogadishu are back again. And every moment my tone-less mobile phone flashes and vibrates, I am thrown into a deep moral and patriotic dilema. Shall I call back the +2521 number or shall I not, is what clouds my mind.

It’s simply surprising to learn of the how many thoughts that could come into one’s mind merely because of a missed call. It’s equally difficult to make others to understand the dread  a single missed call fills me with. So, I mostly never tell a world. 

 However, I’d like to ask: what would you do if you find yourself in the middle of two extremes? Like finding yourself in between two good friends of yours who stand for political or religious causes too extreme to solve?

I am not talking about hypothetical scenarios but an actual situation. I can’t elaborate on it.

In the last video, I was present when Saalax Qaasim was recording the songs for a Somali TV in Sweden. I was, for awhile his student of Oud, but had to move away for studies.

I remember his warnings about my wanting to learn how to play the Oud. He would say ’son, with your interest in Somali literature you may end up becoming deeply involved in Somali music’. Must go back to catch up with the old man.

Hello there,

That’s assuming that you’ve not all joined the ‘Dead Bloggers Club’.

How are you people? I am certainly good, caaddaasaan marayaa, as my cousins would say. I have been off blogging for sometime now to ‘hoard’ thoughts for a little side project I am working on; a book to be precise. It’s coming along well thus far. No writers block yet or anything approaching the severity of such misnomers.

Will be blogging constantly from hereon, Insha-Allah. Eager to share some thoughts (hopefully sagacious thoughts? ) with you on this blog. But till next time, have a good one.

I forgot to wish you all a Happy and fruitful Ramadan! So in a state of haste may I say Ramadan Karim dears.

PS: Insha-Allah I will reply to comments when I get the time. Been somewhat occupied lately but all’s good. Gotta run, Tarawiix’s starting in 10

Today alone in

- Algeria suicide bombing has claimed 43 lives

- Pakistan 23 people were killed in a suicide bombing that took place in a hopistal

- Afghanistan, the Taliban have attacked and killed 10 French soldiers kidnapping 2 also killed 1 British soldier

- Somalia, 5 people were killed when a military base was hit by a mortar attack

- Iraq, a senior Islamic cleric was killed by gunmen

I have decided to quit SOL for good.

Having my topics deleted because it had my blog as a source link and being told you are advertising your blog is ridiculous really. Quite unacceptable, too.

Goodbye friends in SOL.