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My Story (Guaranteed to be crazier, zanier and sad at the sametime):

Well.. to start of, I was a majeerteen (on both sides) born in hargeisa in 1988. It wasnt the most perfect time to be born to say the least. Anyways, we escaped by the atrocities of the qaldaans and moved to Xamar in 1989. That wasnt good move either.

I remeber I used to attend a private kindgerdan school where all the rich kids went to. I remeber our teacher was really stressed and used to keep guns in the classroom. Oneday we found a loaded handgun in his cupboard and played with. thank allah, we never got hurt.

but back to the story.. I remeber the majeerteens families were not leaving as early as the rest of the daroods. they thought since the SSDF opposed the the regime, then they would get immunity. But my family left Jan 1991 due to my father(AUN) being a well known member of the Regime. We ended up in Kismayo, but left as soon as possible to Mombaso due to the Mooriyans.

Alot of my MJ families were massacred in 1991, after the USC Mooriyans couldnt find nomore Marexans or Dhulloz. And alot of of Mj's died trying to boat their way to Kismayo.

I remeber we went to the Mambaso port to wait for my relatives, and all that was coming from the water was dead bodies of young daroods boys.

You reminded me of something!! as Kismayo was under attack my Mom was at the Hospital giving birth everyone was trying to escape the only doctor who stayed back was a Lady oo anigaa iyo the older ones hooyo ka dhalisay in xamar, our family was waiting for us on a ship heading to Mombasa but as soon as mom delivered she was packed in to a car heading for the Port and the city came under attack the ship sailed away with all our belongings atleast the little bit we took from xamar thinking we would go back "Afgoye laga so labana".

that is one thing that i dnt wanna remember at all,,,,me and my older bro waxaan kamid noqonay usc and we were chasing what we called haraadigi faqashta dagaalki carbiska.from afgooye all the way to kismaayo..

allaha naga cafiyo dambiyadeena

Diyeeshaha_Tolka wrote:that is one thing that i dnt wanna remember at all,,,,me and my older bro waxaan kamid noqonay usc and we were chasing what we called haraadigi faqashta dagaalki carbiska.from afgooye all the way to kismaayo..

allaha naga cafiyo dambiyadeena

I hope not, I hope you burn in hell...ameen!

i never knew the daaroods were hated that bad.

being murdered in the north by isaaqs
and in the south by hawiye

what a gangup

Muhammad bin Harti wrote:My Story (Guaranteed to be crazier, zanier and sad at the sametime):

Well.. to start of, I was a majeerteen (on both sides) born in hargeisa in 1988. It wasnt the most perfect time to be born to say the least. Anyways, we escaped by the atrocities of the qaldaans and moved to Xamar in 1989. That wasnt good move either.

I remeber I used to attend a private kindgerdan school where all the rich kids went to. I remeber our teacher was really stressed and used to keep guns in the classroom. Oneday we found a loaded handgun in his cupboard and played with. thank allah, we never got hurt.

but back to the story.. I remeber the majeerteens families were not leaving as early as the rest of the daroods. they thought since the SSDF opposed the the regime, then they would get immunity. But my family left Jan 1991 due to my father(AUN) being a well known member of the Regime. We ended up in Kismayo, but left as soon as possible to Mombaso due to the Mooriyans.

Alot of my MJ families were massacred in 1991, after the USC Mooriyans couldnt find nomore Marexans or Dhulloz. And alot of of Mj's died trying to boat their way to Kismayo.

I remeber we went to the Mambaso port to wait for my relatives, and all that was coming from the water was dead bodies of young daroods boys.

YOU WERE BORN IN 1988 and you remember what you did in 1990 in Mugadisho at age of 2. Beentii MJ ayaa saaxiib meesha ku soo qortay.

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muslim man ileen wa fitnah socota....waba sujui ee maxu old wounds uu fuura dadkaa awalba ilaah ba xalkoda og.

I was in London.

December 26th 1990 ,i went to madrasa. Got my first karbaash

Ismahan,

Its the day the Afweyne WIC (Women, Infant and Cagdheer) free caano NIDO program came to an end. From that moment on, the average height for a Caghdeer has strunk from 6ft7 to barely under 6ft, the impact on shoe size was even more apparent, Size 14 to Size 10

Not in Xamar alxamdulilah
I think London, in some council estate, eating my own poop

AW,
Adigaba joogi waxaad kujiirtid, waxey fa'idho ledahay ba iska yar