Back from the dead

I figured I owed some of the folks an explaination for the hiatus I took. I was gone for a while to go visit my great grandma in Kenya and I made a few detours on my way there. Here is the deal, I went with my laptop with every intention of reading blogs and writing out my reviews for them. In the midst of the family gatherings and the late nights catching up I did get some reading done but I was unable to get proper internet connection, not to mention I was too impatient to wait for stuff to load on my page whilst using the poor excuse for internet in Africa. So I wrote it and saved it but the sad news is two days prior to my departure I had to make a one day visit and I didn't particularly feel like lugging my laptop with. I left it with someone and when I came back my laptop was not working. I figured they dropped it but they didn't own up. Back in the states the diagnosis was my harddrive was F**ked and I had to kiss all my files goodbye. I became a techkie not to mention all my friends tried to help me out but it was no use. I replaced the old one and got a new one, but I can't seem to be able to get my old files back unless I pay over 3K. So I apologize to all the people that I did reviews on and I will hopefully get my brain working again and recall what nice and not so nice things I said about you. Till then bear with me and join me as I mourn the loss of all my precious files.

A vision for the Sightless

He stares at me with profound enthusiasm as I speak to him of my friend’s engagement. His round pupils become dilated at once and, following the direction of my voice, gaze deeper into my soul as I narrate to him the special occasion of a friend’s engagement ceremony he had missed. He nods his head up and down to reassure me of his responsiveness and understanding of what is being discussed. He pictures, all in his head with great detail, every word that I announce to him.

Alla! hadaad arki lahayd siduu Maxamad u lebisnaa waad yaabi lahayd, I say, shedding light on the colourful event, not thinking about my words, using them metaphorically to enlighten him. Just after completing that sentence it struck me, God! How could I be so vain to talk to a blind man of what wondrous thing I see or the brilliance of colours and clothes when all he stares into is darkness and nothing but blackness constitutes his daily life?
How could I have been so heedless of my words when for him only blackness stretches far and wide and reigns supreme in his life? How could I talk to him of things for which he cannot catch their glance? To this day, I kick myself for that, and regard highly of my Friend, whose world is categorized by the amalgamation of different voices. All praise due to Allah for his Blessings!

He ne'er had seen one earthly sight;
The sun, the day; the stars, the night;
Or tree, or butterfly, or flower,
Or fish in stream, or bird in bower,
Or woman, man, or child.

W. Wordsworth

p.s I pass my greetings to all the Somali Bloggers around the Globe, and Thank you fair ladies of SomaliBlogs for the addition. ;)

Welcome New Member

Yes, SomaliBlogs has a new contributor who is far more active and vibrant than me and SD put together (or so we hope). Of course, in our defence, we have had alot to contend with lately.

Welcome Firefly.