“Ilkeheenu ka Seefsan Kuwii Odayaasha” Xildhibaan Bukhaari

Waa aniga iyo wll qiimo badan Abdiwahab Bukhari. Waa abwaan, macallin iyo saaxiib kal-furan oo aan jeclaa in badan in aan waqti la qaato mar kasta oo aan kulano. In muddo ah ayaan macallimiin ka wada ahayn dugsiga sare ee Aayatiin ee Borama.

Cabdulwahaab anaga oo dugsiga ka wada shaqayna ayuu ka mid noqday xildhibaannadii ku guulaystay doorashooyinkii golaha deegaanka ee Borama ee 2012 kii.

Waxa kale oo uu ka mid ahaa raggii damacu kaga jiray inay isu sharraxaan mayor-ka magaalada ee waqtigaa. Run ahaantiina waan la jeclaa, Allese ma qaddarin.

Waxa xasuustayda aan ka gu’in hadal uu nagu yidhi maalmahaas aniga iyo macallimiintii kale ee dugsiga. Waxa uu nagala hadlayay kulankii ugu horreeyey ee uu golahaasi yeesho doorashadoodii ka dib.

Haddii aan idin xasuusiyo, golahaasi wuxu u badnaa dhallinyar. Waxaana ka horreeyey gole-deegaan oo odayaal u badnaa.

Golahaa cusub dadka magaaladu rajo wayn ayay ka qabeen. Waxaana la filayay in magaalada Boorama ay ku tallaabsan doonto hore-u-mar aad u wayn, maadaama rag dhallinyaro u badan, aqoonyahanno ah, aadna u firfircooni bedeleen odayaal inta badan lagu eedayn jiray ay fadhiid noqdeen.

Haddaba, waxa aan xildhibaanka waydiinay kulankoogii u horreeyey waxa ay ka wada hadleen. Sidan ayaanu noogu jawaabay, anigoo isku deyaya in ereyadii xildhibaan hore, Bukhaari, sidoodii u wada xasuusto, idiinkuna soo gudbiyo:

Kulanka waxa aanu kaga wada hadallay sidii aanu u waajihi lahayn xilka lana saaray. Xildhibaan kastaana wuxu dhiibtay ra’yigiisa. Aniguna talo ayaan ka dhiibtay. Waxa aanan idhi, ‘Sida aan wada xusnay, waxa aan nahay rag dhallinyaro ah. Haddii aan u midowno in aan wax qabano, runtii waxa aynu u shaqayn karnaa si aanay u shaqayn karaynin odayadii inaga horreeyey. Dhanka kale, haddii aan u midowno in aan wax cuno, ilkeheenu waa ka seefsanyihiin, kana awood badanyihiin kuwii odayada. Waxaanan wax u cuni doonaa si aanay wax u cuni jirin!’

Xildhibaan hore Abwaan Bukhaari

Maanta odhaahdaasi waxa ay ku habboontahay in la maqashiiyo mar kale golaha cusub ee Borama dooratay. Waxaana xusuusin mudan, golahaa ay bedeleen wixii fursad ay lumiyeen in ay maanta tahay wax taariikhda u galay, oo aanay dib u sixi karin. Wixii ay qabteena uu sido kale taariikhda u galay. Maantase golaha cusubi,waxa ay haystaan fursad ay ku qoraan taariikh cusub oo lagu xasuusto sannaddo badan. Laba midkood uunbaanay noqon doontaa:
1) In la mahadiyo, lagana yaabo in berrito-ka-maalin hadday doorasho danbe isku soo taagaan in ay ku guulaysta guulo la yaableh oo aan kala hadh lahayn.
2) In la hiifo lana haaraamo, doorasho danbena iska daaye, dadka jidka ku arkaa haddiiba aanay ku qaylyin ay ugu yaraan qalbiyada ka habaaraan!

Waxa xusid mudan in macallimiinta maalintaa aan wada joognay uu ka mid ahaa xildhibaan Cabdullaahi Xuseen Caateeye( Talan Ateye ) oo ah xildhibaanka hadda codka ugu badan ku guulaystay golaha deegaanka ee Borama. Isagaanan filayaa inu farriintan gaadhsiiyo golaha cusub, oo intooda badan aan asxaaba ku nahay bartayda Facebook.

Mahadsanidin.

Wabillaahi Towfiiq.

BADHEEDHAHAYGA DOORASHADA EE GOLAHA DEGAANKA EE BOORAMA

Dr. Ridwan waa aqoonyahan ku guulaystay hammiyo badan oo uu ka lahaa nolosha, gaar ahaan safarkiisii dheeraa ee waxbarashada. Wuxu ka mid noqday midhihii ugu horreeyey ee ay soo saartay jaamacadda Cammuud ee magaca wayn u yeeshay Boorama. Safarkiisa waxbarashana wuxu ku soo af meeray shahaadada PhD-da oo uu ka qaatay Jaamacadda “Cambridge University” ee Ingiriiska ku taalla. Waa jaamacad ka mida jaamacadaha dunida ugu horreeya tayo ahaan iyo magaca ahaanba.

Maantase Dr. Ridwan waxa ku dhashay hammi kale. Waa hammi ummadeed oo aanu kelidii ka midha-dhalin karin. Waa hammi u baahan taageerada qof kasta oo jecel Boorama. Waana musharrax gole-deegaaneedka Boorama. Waliba waa inu noqdo DUQA MAGAALADA BOORAMA. Ilaah ayaa wixii mustaqbalka dhici doona oge, fikir ahaanse aniga waxa ay ila tahay “Dr. Ridwaan waa qofkii ugu habboonaa ee abid ku hammiya inu noqdo duqa Borama”.

Haddaba waxan sawirtay Dr. Ridwaan oo noqda duqa magaalada Boorama. Waxa ii soo baxday taariikh mug wayn oo dadka reer Boorama u horseedayaan magaaladeena aan wada jecellahay. Waxa ii soo baxday in ay Borama noqonayso “magaaladii Soomaaliyeed ee ugu horraysay inta aan ogahay ee uu mayor ka noqdo shaqsi haysta PhD!” Runtii waa taariikh ay magaaladu horseed mar kale ugu noqon karto magaalooyinka Soomaalida oo dhan. Waana xujo qof kasta oo reer Borama ah hortaalla maalinta doorashada ee foodda inagu soo haysa.

Markaa, Boorama hiil ayay ka rabtaa cod-bixiyeheega jecel in ay magaaladu dhigto taariikhdaa cusub. Fadlan ku caawi magaaladu in ay hesho markii ugu horraysay qof magaalada baahiyeheega si cilmiyaysan ku waajihi kara. Ku caawi qof kasta oo heerkaa wax-barasho ka gaadhay inu hoggaanka magaalada u soo hanqal taago, si uu ugu adeego.

Taariikhaha magaalada Borama ay hore u dhigtay waxa ka mida:
1) Inay tahay magaaladii u horraysay ee Jaamacad laga furo taariikhda Somaliland. Taariikhdaasina waxay hirgashay markii Jaamacadda Cammuud laga furay 1998 kii.
2) Inay tahay magaaladii u horraysay ee iskaa wax u qabso ku dhista mid ka mida dugsiyada ugu qiimaha iyo qaayaha badan Somaliland. Waana markii bulshooyihnka Borama iyo hareereheegu ay si iskaa wax u qabso ah ku dhiseen dugsiga sare ee Sh. Cali Jawhar sannadihii hore ee 1970-nadii.
3) Waa magaaladii ugu horraysay ee laga hir-geliyo dugsi ay wax ku bartaan dadka baahiyaha gaarka ah leh (dadka maqalka la’ iyo kuwa aragga la’)
4) ….. iyo qaar kaloo badan oo laga yaabo in aad adigu hadda niyadda ku hayso ama xusi karto.
Haddaba waxa aan jeclaystay in aan kuugu baaqo in aad codkaaga kaga qayb qaadato hal qodob oo aan ku darno qodobbada taariikhiga ah ee Boorama:
(INAY NOQOTO MAGAALADII UGU HORRAYSAY EE SOOMAALIYEED EE YEELATA MAAYAR PhD HAYSTA).

Fursadda codaynta haddaan maanta haysan lahaa oo aan Borama joogi lahaa, waxaan codkayga u hibayn lahaa Dr. Ridwan, anigoo og in ina-adeerkay Maxamed Ismaaciil Habbane uu u sharraxanyahay isla golaha deegaanka ee Boorama! Sobobtuna waxa weeyi, Habbane waxan ku kaftami karaa markaan maqaaxiyaha Boorama shaah ka cabayo. Dr. Ridwana waxa aan kula kaftami karaa qof kasta oo Somali ah. Waxa kale oo kaga dhex kaftami karaa magaalooyinka dunida ugu waawayn ee Toronto ka mid tahay. Laakiin nasiib darro fursaddaa maanta ma haysto.

Ugu danbayn, waxaan rajaynayaa inu Alle idankii Dr. Ridwan noqdo duqa xiga ee Boorama, xarunta aqoonta ee Somaliland, si ay ay Boorama u hesho:
1) Maayar si dhab ah uga turjumi kara naanaysta Borama (Xarun aqooneed).
2) Maayar marka uu la fadhiyo madaxda kale ee dalka iyo ajaanibta kalaba aqoontiisa looga haybaysto.
3) Maayar aan lagula kaftami karin “Yesterday People😂😂”.
4) Maayar baahiyaha magaalada marka la bandhigayo u bandhigi kara si cilmiyaysan (sida aan kor ku xusay).
5) Maayar magaalada u dejin kara hiigsi fog oo maayarrada ka danbeeyaa ka dhaxlaan diiwaan-hawleed sannadaysan oo qoran.
6) Maayar muujiya in reer Boorama ku xushaan maamulkooda heerka aqooneed ee qofka.

F.G: Xisbiga qofku ka sharraxanyahay muhiim maantoo kale ma aha, siiba golaha deegaanka. Qofka ayaa la dooranayaa.

Wabillaahi Towfiiq.

“Ilaahaybaa ku Sheegi!” Sheekada ninka isaga oo dhintay aarsaday, magtiisana la qaatay.

Laba nin ayaa beri wada safray. Meel geri-go’an ah yagoo maraya ayaa ay arrin ku murmeen. Murankii ayaa isku bedelay cadho oo gacan-ka-hadal u dhawaaday. Mid ayaa naftiisa kula heshiiyey inu ninka dib u dhigto. Micnaha, in aanu hadda dilin. Wuxu ku tallamay in la ogyahay in ay labadoodu wada safreen. Haddii wuu dhintay uu yidhaana aan laga yeeli doonin ‘ninkii warkiisa ma hayo’.

Beri kale ayay ku kulmeen meel cidlo ah. Nin waa daacad sheekadii iyo murankiina waa iska ilaaway. Kan kalena naftiisa iyo shaydaan ayaa u qurxiyey fursaddii uu berigaa lumiyey in aanay maanta seegin. Go’aanna wuxu ku gaadhay inu halkaa ku khaarajiyo. Hadal guhaad ah ayuu ku bilaabay wuxuuna ugu hanjabay inu maanta dilayo. Wuxuuna ku yidhi, “Maanta waan ku dilayaa. Cid danbe oo is kaa waydiin doontaana jiri mayso. Ee bal car waa kaase maanta haddaan halkaa kugu dilo yaa i sheegi in aan ku dilay?!”

Ninkii kale ismabuu dhibine wuxu ugu jawaabay, “Ilaahay ayaa ina saddexeeya oo ku sheegi doona.” Ilayn waa wax shaydaan watee Ilaahbaa ku sheegidii ayaabu ka sii gubtay. Kamana sii warramine waran ayuu ku taagay. Maydkiisana bartii ayuu kaga tegey.

Ninkii gacan-ku-dhiiglaha ahaana meeshii isaga huleel. Ninkii dhintayna dadkiisii meel walba u mare war iyo wacaal wax sheegana la waa. Muddo badan raadcayntiisa markii lagu daalayna la iskaba ilow, lagana quusay.

Sannaddo ayaa ka soo wareegay. Ilaahayna ma sheegin, isna isma sheegin. Ilaah waa kuu seeta-dheereeyaa, mase dhaafo dembigaad aadame ka gasho.

Wuxu arrinku sidii ahaadaba, hadal-hayntiisu markii ay dantay, muddo badanna ka soo wareegtay ayuu gacan-ku-dhiiiglihii beri danbe soo maray goobtii uu ku dilay ninkii beri saaxiibkii ahaa. Waa meel geri-go’an ah oo cagta dadka iyo aragtiduba ka caaggantahay. Wuxu arkay lafihiisii oo kala daatay. Laftii madixiisa ayuu soo dul istaagay. Wuxuuna ku yidhi, “Waadigii i lahaa Ilaahbaa i sheegi doonee muu ku sheego dee?!” isagoo warankiisiina si xoog ah ugu dhufanaya laf-khalfoofeedkii madixiisa.

Laftii ayaa inta ay falliidhantay, uu fallidh fiiqani xaggiisa u soo booday. Waxaanay ka xagatay oo ka dhiijisay calooshiisa oo qaarkeed qaawanaa. Garo-oo waa berigii shaadhku aanu jirin ee raggu go’ keliya jeeni qaaran jiray, calooshuna qaar qaawanayd.

Meeshii ayaa qoon isku bedeshay. Waa ay millishay. Isagu qarso is yidhi. Waase qoon isagu hadli doona. Waa qoon isku bedeli doona sheegiddii Alle ee uu fogaysanayay. Malaha wuxu filayay inu Ilaahay toos u hadlo oo uu yidhaa reer hebelow ninkiinii hebel ayaa dilay!

Waa qoon Alle amar siiyey. Wuu sii waynaaday. Ninkii kolka ka socon kari waa. Sakaraadkuna guriga dhex dhigay. Wuxu muddo silco, oo uu nolosha ku uraba, wadkiisii inu u yimi is garay. In aanu ka kacayn qoonkana yaqiinsay.

Ugu danbayn, ayuu gartay gafkuu galay in aanu la god gelin. Wuxuuna go’aansaday in inta goori goor tahay uu sheego arrinka. Wuxa uu dalbaday in odayadii reerkiisa loogu yeedho, si buu yidhi uu dardaaran xoog leh u siiyo inta aanu dhiman. Dadkii hore dad dardaaranka qofkooda il-geeriyaadka leh weeleeya bay ahaayeene duqaydii reerka la iskugu yeedh.

Hadalkii wuxu ku bilaabay, “Tolkayow, arrinbaan idiin sheegayaa. Ninkii hebel ee reer hebel ee berigii la waayey aniga ayuu gacantayda ku baxay. Meel cidlo ah anagoo joogna ayuu shaydaan ii qurxiyey in aan dilo, anigoo khilaaf hore oo naga dhexeeyey daba socday. Wuxuuna igu yidhi haddaad i disho Allaa ku sheegi. Waxbana kama qorine waan dilay, afkaygana dabooshay. Beri dhawayd ayaan lafihiisii meeshii ku maray. Mar kale ayay naftu ii qurxisay in aan maydkiisa ku jees-jeeso. Waranka ayaanan ku dhuftay anigoo waydiinaya Ilaahii uu sheegayay halka uu jiro! Laf igu soo falliidhantay ayaa qoonkan aan u dhimanayo ii gaysatay. Markaa tolkayow, anigu Ilaahaygii ayaan u toobo-keenayaa, idinkuna magtii ninkaa iga bixiya!”

Dadku si kastoo ay berigaa u ahaayeen dad aan dawlad kala hagta lahayn, haddana waxa ay lahaayeen xeerar iyo dhaqan suubban, oo Alle-ka-cabsi saldhig u yahay, oo marka arrimuhu murgaan wax kala furdaamiya. Ninkii gacan-ku-dhiigle u dhimay eeshii saaxiibkiisii beri hore lafoobay u gaystay, magtii ninka gar-darrada uu ku dilayna reerkiisii halkii ku bixi.

Waxa aan is waydiiyaa, odayaasha maanta joogaa arrinkaa mag ma ka bixin lahaayeen?

Waxa ay ila tahay MAYA. Waxa tegey damiirkii tognaa. Waxa jira si-xun wax-u-sheegga iyo dhanka-xun-wax ka eegga. Waxa aan filayaa odayaasha maantu in ay odhan lahaayeen, “ninkaa waan idinka dilay oo innankayagii wuu qirtay. Laakiin inankiinii oo mayd ah ayaa aarsaday oo innankayagii dilay. Markaa wax aan mag ku bixinnaa meesha ma yaallo!”

Waa male. Waa suurta-gal in wali sama-talis noolyahay, wuuse inagu sii yaraanayaa!

Wabillaahi Towfiiq.

Sheekada Mid ka Mida Jabhadihii Soomaalida

Hadda waa salaad xafid. Qabow kastoo dhacayana waxa aad ku toosaysaa u-waysaysigiisa salaada Subax. Wuxu necebyahay wax kasta oo dembi ah; ha noqdo mid Alle laga galo ama mid aadame laga galo. Wuxuu aad u sii necebyahay inu maqlo beelo walaalo ah ayaa is dilaya.

Waxa aan damcay inaan ogaado sobobta. Waxaa igu maqaalo ah inu ku jiray jabhadihii dagaalladii sokeeye dagaallami jiray. Taas ayaa ii noqotay ibo-fur iyo albaab aan ka galo dulucda su’aalo dhawr ah oo aan waydiiyey.

Su’aalahayga waqti idinkaga ridi maayo. Jawaabihiisa ayaan sheeko ahaan idiinkula wadaagayaa:

“Xabbadda dhacaysa marka aan ka maqallo meel fog, waxa aan jeclaan jirray in aan daqiiqado gudohood ku gaadhno goobta dagaalka. Qoryaha iyo hubka aan sidanaa ma fududa. Haddana culayskooda maanu dareemi jirin. Gaadiid dagaalla waa nagu yaryahay. Waa lugta waxa aan maallaa intayada badan. Degtana qoriga ayaa sudhan. Qaarka sarena wixii saanad iyo rasaas uu u baahnaa ayaa noogu taxan. Orodka aan qaadno kamaanu nasan jirin ilaa aan dagaalka gunta u gallo. Marka xabbadu is qabsato, maqalkeedu waxa uu iiga macaanaa muusigga la dhegaysto.

In badan maxay mid agtayda ku jiray xabbadu la tagtay? In badan maxaan qaaday dhaawac? In badan maxaan mayd garbo ku duminay oon sidaa ku dhaafnay?”

Hadalkiisa oo dheeraa wuxu ku gaba-gabooday:

“Waxa aan maanta ka qoomamaynayaa ku-lug-lahaanshaha dagaalkaa. Waxa aan Ilaahay ka baryaa inu dembigiisa iga dhaafo.

Waxa aan Ilaahay uga mahad naqaa in aanu dagaalladaa igu dilin. Waayo haddaan ku dhiman lahaa waxa igu rumoobi lahaa xadiiska Rasuulkeena SCW ee ah ‘Laba Muslim haddii ay is dilaan ka la dilay iyo ka wax dilayba naarta ayay gelayaan’. Wax aan xabbaddayda toos ugu dilay ma garanayo. Laakiin Ilaahay waxaan ka rajaynayaa in sidaa uu iiga reebay kuwa dagaalladaa ku dhintay inu towbaddayda iiga aqbalo”

Waxaa xusid mudan inu hadda yahay mid ka mida ciidanka booliska ee Somaliland. Waxaa kale oo xusid mudan in xilliga aan waraysanayo uu dagaal ka dhex socday Somaliland iyo Puntland.

Waxa aan waydiiyey in uu dagaalka geli doono haddii la geeyo jiidda uu dagaalku ku dhex marayo Somaliland iyo Puntland.

Wuxu iigu jawaabay, in aanay dhici doonin inu dagaal laba qof oo Soomaali ah dhex maraya iska dhaafe, dagaal laba qof oo Muslim ah dhex maraya dib u geli doonin.

Wuxuuna intaa ii raaciyey inu maanta geli lahaa keliya hal dagaal. Waa midkabuu yidhi gaalo iyo lagula jiro oo keli ah. “Kaasbaan jeclaan lahaa inaan ku shahaado qaato” ayuu hadal kaga baxay.

Ilaahay ayaa quluubta rog-roga. Ilaahay quluubteenna ha ku sugo diinteenna suubban. Diinta ayay ku jirtaa guul aakhiro iyo mid adduunba.

Wabillaahi towfiiq.

THINGS DO NOT ALWAYS HAPPEN AS YOU PLAN

I, Cordelia, was the youngest daughter of my father, King Lear. Being brought up in a king’s palace is what most people see as a highly privileged opportunity. But it is, sometimes, to the contrary. Those people in a king’s family do not always have happy lives. In this short piece of writing, I will summarize my life events that I will never forget. I also want other people to take a lesson from it.

            My life as a young girl in a king’s family seemed like an endless paradise. This thought suddenly changed on one day. It was when my father, King Lear, decided to divide his kingdom among us—me and my two older sisters, Goneril and Regan.  He decided that he would base his division on the emotional love we, his daughters, have for him. My sisters, who were married at that time, flattered our father and said beautiful but empty words to him. They told him that they loved him more than everything else. When it was my turn to speak, I just told the truth. I told him that I loved him as a daughter loves her father. My father became enraged by the truth that I told him, and was pleased by the flattering words of my sisters. Due to this anger, he disowned me and also banished Kent, who seemed to have sided with me. That day was the darkest day of my life. Finally, I left my family telling my cunning sisters that time will tell for what they all stand for.

            The positive side of this dark day was that I realized which one of my two suitors, King of France and Duke of Burgundy, truly loved me most. It became evident for me that Burgundy loved me just for wealth, while King of France truly loved me for what I am. Then, I accepted the marriage of the true lover and moved to France.

            In France, I closely followed the news of Britain, and how my sisters and their husbands were managing my father’s kingdom. Kent was the one who kept in touch with me since he was more loyal to my father than my sisters, who betrayed him. The saddest news I got was that both of my sisters refused to accommodate our father with his one hundred knights. They also locked him out in a severe storm! A king being locked out for a storm by his own daughters is inhumane, and it is a devastating experience. They also punished people who sided in any way with my father like Gloucester.  I decided to send troops from France to help my father and save the British Kingdom from those two evil sisters, who even turned against each other.

            My troops succeeded a little in the first time over the British forces led by my two sisters and Albany, Regan’s husband and Edmund—a young man who, as I heard, caused tension among my two sisters. I also managed to meet my beloved father after a long time, who disowned me just because I couldn’t show him my honest love for him. I started the war to forgive my cunning sisters, reunite with my father, and save his kingdom. But, unfortunately, my troops were defeated by Edmund’s soldiers and he held my father and I captives. This shows how life is not always happy, even in a king’s family. This also shows that life doesn’t always take place in the course of one’s plan.

MY FIRST BLOG: The Tortoise and The Fox (Diin iyo Dacawo)

The Fox and the tortoise

As a young child, I remember my mother, Nimo Nadif, and my grandmother, Adar Ibrahim, telling us many of childhood stories. These stories looked to us as stories intended just to pass time or wait time to sleep. But later I learned that most of them had greater life lessons than that.

As my first story on my blog here today, I want to share with you the well-known story among Somalis titled ‘the tortoise and the fox.’

This story is about a race between a tortoise and a fox and it started as follows:

Once upon a time there were a tortoise and a fox. They were good friends. One day the fox asked the tortoise if he could join with her in a big race. The tortoise was hesitant in accepting that race in the first place. But later he accepted with the ambition of doing anything possible to win the race. The fox was on her side confident that she will win the race. They agreed the starting and the ending point of the race.

On the next day, the race began. The fox said to herself that the tortoise will never win over her in that race. She decided to let the tortoise run all day while she was having a nap under a tree. She planned that by the time the tortoise is to cut half of the distance, she would start running and overtaking him soon. She was thinking that she would reach the point way before him since he is known to be a very slow animal.

As she slept under the tree, she overslept. The tortoise was already at the destination when she woke up. He never took a rest until he reached the point. When the fox woke up, she began to run as fast as she could. But, when she reached the place, she was surprised to see that the tortoise was already there. By this way, the tortoise won the race over the fox!

What life lessons can one learn from this story?