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The walls are dark, you hear the cry of the owl even though you never see it roaming around. You feel your heart palpitating from the extreme excitement that you will probably never be ressurected. The outside needs not represent warmth, instead you feel the hostility of those who hate you. You never recieve any visitors as nobody sympathises with you anymore. People from far away heard about your death and send condolences. You cannot reply back to them because your dead (at least in their eyes). Time goes by and people forget that there was a man who used to be amongst us, his name was RuralMan08. We knew his name, his clan, his lineage. However as time creeps on you are forgotten. You sleep staring at the ceiling of your grave awaiting some sort of judgement that never really arrives. You can hear the shouts of the people and their condascending attitude but not be able to respond in kind. The slanders continue and all of a sudden I see a light, this light illuminates slowly as it creeps into my solitary confinement grave. It represents hope, a second chance, a reason to be alive.
O Allah truly you have helped me to escape the land of the dead where no man is safe, shelter is rife, food is scarce, temperature is hot.



ALHAMDULLILAH

I am very sorry to hear of your ordeal. It must have been horrible.

May Allah continuously protect you

lol

if they ever ban me ma so noqonayo

qoraxeey wrote:lol

if they ever ban me ma so noqonayo

I need a psychiatrist. Thank God I have Newhargeisagirl. I will tell her of my traumatic times

RuralMan08 wrote:
I need a psychiatrist. Thank God I have Newhargeisagirl. I will tell her of my traumatic times

Crying for sympathy are we?

AbuDujanah wrote:
Crying for sympathy are we?

Can you not mind your own business? Ever since I left the land of the dead you have been on my case sxb

When I write my book you will be mentioned as somebody who has conned many

AbuDujanah wrote:When I write my book you will be mentioned as somebody who has conned many

aniga na ! maxa iga qore

qoraxeey wrote:

aniga na ! maxa iga qore

I will write how you tweak in the sunset, how you shine in the bask of dawn, how you resonate like a rippling stone in the river, how you fulfill the dues, how you annoy the residents yet still loved by the masses. I shall write about your experience with the mooryaans and how they caused you problems.

AbuDujanah wrote:
I will write how you tweak in the sunset, how you shine in the bask of dawn, how you resonate like a rippling stone in the river, how you fulfill the dues, how you annoy the residents yet still loved by the masses. I shall write about your experience with the mooryaans and how they caused you problems.

Alaaa, waxaa ruun baad so qortay ... u are a good observer


like the last part best

those bloody mooryaans looted our houses + semi-destroyed them

Welcome back

Shirib wrote:Welcome back

Thanks

qoraxeey wrote:

Alaaa, waxaa ruun baad so qortay ... u are a good observer


like the last part best

those bloody mooryaans looted our houses + semi-destroyed them

May Allah free the occupation of Mogadishu by the Mooryaan vampires.

Ameen

Amiin Ya Rabb

Ruralman and AbuDujana,

aren't u too, the same person