My little brother recently shared a story with me that served as a great reminder for me. He began his tale with 'Once upon a time, a devilish creature went to a kiosk in a small village and rubbed a streak of sweet jelly on one of its walls. An old wise man walked up to the creature and asked him why he's always misleading humanity to which the creature replied "I am not to blame for humanity's decisions." The old man walked away upset.
The jelly attracted a fly which got stuck on the wall. A customer that came to buy something from the kiosk brought along his cat. Whilst conversing with the owner, the customer's cat got attracted to the fly on the wall, and the cat then attracted the dog of the kiosk owner. Long story short; dog ended up killing the cat and a huge fight ensued between the customer and the kiosk owner. Their fight draw in the entire village and the kiosk owner gave the customer a final blow that led to the customer's death. A village-wide outcry led to a nationwide outcry and before long,a civil war broke out between those that supported the family of the kiosk owner and those on the dead customer's side.
The devilish creature came back to the old, wise man and said "You see what humanity is capable of without our involvement? All I did was rub some sweet jelly on a kiosk wall..."
We often hear many shifted blames and complaints about how others are in the wrong yet we rarely reflect on our individual parts of society's ills. This story served as a reminder for me and wanted to share it with you all hoping it might have similar impact.
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Monday, December 12, 2011
reflections of a hopeful student
The past few weeks have cocooned me into my own world of literature. When I started my PhD course in October, I was still in an idealistic state of mind reading 5-6 books a week of authors I personally liked and much of it was general media and conflict literature.
I had my first 'awakening' when I got feedback for my first literature review draft. Since then I've figured out I ought to be reading around 30 odd books, a wide range of journals and empirical data on a weekly basis in addition to critically analysing them! Swamped with this much information, one's mind can often get bogged down. But I've also had a good few 'Eureka' moments where ideas flowed out of my mind.
So far my studies have taken me along a humble path, realising the scope of knowledge there is out there and the human limitations when it comes to acquiring it. Every day I learn something new and every day I face a new intellectual challenge. It is a balancing act of patience, humility and optimism which I hope will gradually move me forward in to the realm of ongoing progression.
I am thoroughly enjoying it, far more than I had anticipated. Einstein's statement 'the more you seek knowledge, the more you realise you know nothing' often crosses my mind :). I feel I am growing on a daily basis and for that I am grateful.
I had my first 'awakening' when I got feedback for my first literature review draft. Since then I've figured out I ought to be reading around 30 odd books, a wide range of journals and empirical data on a weekly basis in addition to critically analysing them! Swamped with this much information, one's mind can often get bogged down. But I've also had a good few 'Eureka' moments where ideas flowed out of my mind.
So far my studies have taken me along a humble path, realising the scope of knowledge there is out there and the human limitations when it comes to acquiring it. Every day I learn something new and every day I face a new intellectual challenge. It is a balancing act of patience, humility and optimism which I hope will gradually move me forward in to the realm of ongoing progression.
I am thoroughly enjoying it, far more than I had anticipated. Einstein's statement 'the more you seek knowledge, the more you realise you know nothing' often crosses my mind :). I feel I am growing on a daily basis and for that I am grateful.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Post Somali Week
Though I'm still recuperating, I wanted to write a quick note of appreciation as I had a blast at Oxford House's Somali Week in London. I came back Sunday morning exhausted but filled with exuberance and hope for the heights Somali literature can reach in the future.
Many prominent artists, writers, publishers, poets and literary experts gathered for that one week and every day was a different flavour bringing many people across the spectrum together. Wednesday was particularly close to my heart as it was the evening dedicated to Women's Literature and the contributions they made to the development of society.
I've met some awe-inspiring youngsters and inspirational women and men that I hope to stay in touch with. If events like these were replicated across the country and perhaps even in the countries where there are large Somali communities, the image of the Somali people would be tipped towards the positive side.
Many prominent artists, writers, publishers, poets and literary experts gathered for that one week and every day was a different flavour bringing many people across the spectrum together. Wednesday was particularly close to my heart as it was the evening dedicated to Women's Literature and the contributions they made to the development of society.
I've met some awe-inspiring youngsters and inspirational women and men that I hope to stay in touch with. If events like these were replicated across the country and perhaps even in the countries where there are large Somali communities, the image of the Somali people would be tipped towards the positive side.
Sunday, October 16, 2011
For the love of humanity
I have always been a big fan of book gatherings and events that bring people who share a similar love for literature together. It is a different kind of love that overwhelms you when those gatherings are held for your own writings and people attend because they share your literary vision.
For the past two weeks I have been at awe and very humbled at how many people that turned up at our book launches across the city. People from all walks of life crossing gender, faith, class and social status came to share this journey with us in our quest to make a small contribution to the betterment of our Somali people and the societies we live in.
It is amazing to see the similarities in the human race and how there is a lot more that connects us than that which separates us. I've met people I never thought I'd come across only to have an instant bond with them through our common sense of humanity. They have given me memories, fond memories and for that my heart will remain touched.
For the past two weeks I have been at awe and very humbled at how many people that turned up at our book launches across the city. People from all walks of life crossing gender, faith, class and social status came to share this journey with us in our quest to make a small contribution to the betterment of our Somali people and the societies we live in.
It is amazing to see the similarities in the human race and how there is a lot more that connects us than that which separates us. I've met people I never thought I'd come across only to have an instant bond with them through our common sense of humanity. They have given me memories, fond memories and for that my heart will remain touched.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
humble beginnings...
For as long as I can remember, I've always dreamed of putting pen to paper in a definitive sense and share my creativity whilst contributing to the greater good. It has been a long time coming but my first book that I've co-authored with three other authors is finally out.
'Somalia to Europe; stories from the Somali Diaspora' looks at the experiences of the Somali-European community from fleeing the civil war to becoming refugees in various European countries and then migrating once again, this time seeking tolerance and social acceptance. Many seem to have found this in the UK but nevertheless have come across various ordeals and obstacles. This book captures those experiences in personal story formats and is written in both English and Somali. This is done for many reasons but primarily the intent is for the book to reach as many audiences as possible but also for it to serve as an archive of the history of the Somali people as they continue to evolve. The upcoming generations will have something that has been preserved that will teach them of their parents' history and migration to the Western lands. In the immediate future, we hope the book will create a better understanding amongst the wider communities of the Somali people, particularly those that engage with the Somali community so that better relations can be formed based on understanding, respect and mutual tolerance.
On an individual note, a human being is always observing the horizons of one's life continuously seeking meaning and a way to make a difference. This has been the driving force behind my part in this book. The stories captured in this book tell of joys and happiness, tears and pain, doubts and fear. Aspects that can resonate with human beings across the world since we are all connected through the emotions we experience and the quest for a better existence. When we begin to look around us and observe individuals and societies, we realise our journey is a shared experience...
'Somalia to Europe; stories from the Somali Diaspora' looks at the experiences of the Somali-European community from fleeing the civil war to becoming refugees in various European countries and then migrating once again, this time seeking tolerance and social acceptance. Many seem to have found this in the UK but nevertheless have come across various ordeals and obstacles. This book captures those experiences in personal story formats and is written in both English and Somali. This is done for many reasons but primarily the intent is for the book to reach as many audiences as possible but also for it to serve as an archive of the history of the Somali people as they continue to evolve. The upcoming generations will have something that has been preserved that will teach them of their parents' history and migration to the Western lands. In the immediate future, we hope the book will create a better understanding amongst the wider communities of the Somali people, particularly those that engage with the Somali community so that better relations can be formed based on understanding, respect and mutual tolerance.
On an individual note, a human being is always observing the horizons of one's life continuously seeking meaning and a way to make a difference. This has been the driving force behind my part in this book. The stories captured in this book tell of joys and happiness, tears and pain, doubts and fear. Aspects that can resonate with human beings across the world since we are all connected through the emotions we experience and the quest for a better existence. When we begin to look around us and observe individuals and societies, we realise our journey is a shared experience...
Thursday, August 25, 2011
post riot reflections
A mere few weeks ago, England had been swept by rioters causing havoc and upheaval in our mostly calm surroundings. The events were dominating most of the Western media as they spread across many of the British cities in a matter of days, all happening consecutively. For a moment the whole country went mad, mimicking signs of a people ready for a civil war. Here in Leicester, we had police officers almost in front of every house and shop with helicopters flying over each street. It created a tense atmosphere but it was also the reason why the yobs here were prevented from committing any real damage.
I'm happy to report things are back to normal. I went to London a few days ago where preparations and test runs for the Olympics were in full swing. Normality was in full bloom. If you hadn't watched the news, you wouldn't have thought any upheaval took place, let alone the biggest riot in English history. It's uplifting to see people value peace and serenity to this length and reassuring that the police has brought calmness to our streets.
What is pertinent that we ask one another is the reason for a peaceful demonstration in front of a local police station in one of the boroughs of London to spin so quickly out of control. What led to all these youth coming out in such full force having no mercy for anyone? The first and most obvious answer is that they are a pack of criminals who saw an opportunity and decided to take advantage. Once captured they need to be brought to justice. This is the most obvious explanation and that's what the government has been advocating for. The real underlying issue that will take much more effort than capturing and handcuffing these youth is the huge social divide in the British society where the upper and middle class live extravagantly and the working class struggle to reach a comfortable living. Taxes affect them the most as well as pensions being cut and student fees being trippled to £9000 per year.
In addition many of the youth from a working class background have been segregated into the life of the 'estate' because there aren't many other opportunities in the mainstream society. They are surrounded by poverty with the only role models being the local hustler and gang leader. Therefore when an opportunity like the recent demonstration comes along, it is their chance to feast! They couldn't care less about preserving public buildings and local businesses because they feel society hasn't preserved them. Whether they get a criminal record or serve time in prison is also of no concern since they never had any future aspirations. This really reminds me of the youth in Somalia who are a perpetual part of the agonising civil war. Those that are at the forefront of the Al-Shabab militias or the piracy that has gone beserk are all youngsters very much in their teens and early twenties.
I am by no means excusing their actions. What they did was vile and utterly unacceptable but I think it is high time we speak about and point out that the government and society at large starts addressing the core problems of issues like these and start implementing long-term solutions to draw the social gap in our society and for these youth to feel inclusive in the society they live in. This means educational opportunities affordable to them, job creation, training and vocational programs that are viable and ensure a difference in their lives and most of all they need mentors and role models that show there is another way of life. This is the only way we can ensure this sort of thing does not happen again on our streets and harmony across the classes of society is harboured. Otherwise we'll remain a ticking bomb not knowing the severity of the next explosion...
I'm happy to report things are back to normal. I went to London a few days ago where preparations and test runs for the Olympics were in full swing. Normality was in full bloom. If you hadn't watched the news, you wouldn't have thought any upheaval took place, let alone the biggest riot in English history. It's uplifting to see people value peace and serenity to this length and reassuring that the police has brought calmness to our streets.
What is pertinent that we ask one another is the reason for a peaceful demonstration in front of a local police station in one of the boroughs of London to spin so quickly out of control. What led to all these youth coming out in such full force having no mercy for anyone? The first and most obvious answer is that they are a pack of criminals who saw an opportunity and decided to take advantage. Once captured they need to be brought to justice. This is the most obvious explanation and that's what the government has been advocating for. The real underlying issue that will take much more effort than capturing and handcuffing these youth is the huge social divide in the British society where the upper and middle class live extravagantly and the working class struggle to reach a comfortable living. Taxes affect them the most as well as pensions being cut and student fees being trippled to £9000 per year.
In addition many of the youth from a working class background have been segregated into the life of the 'estate' because there aren't many other opportunities in the mainstream society. They are surrounded by poverty with the only role models being the local hustler and gang leader. Therefore when an opportunity like the recent demonstration comes along, it is their chance to feast! They couldn't care less about preserving public buildings and local businesses because they feel society hasn't preserved them. Whether they get a criminal record or serve time in prison is also of no concern since they never had any future aspirations. This really reminds me of the youth in Somalia who are a perpetual part of the agonising civil war. Those that are at the forefront of the Al-Shabab militias or the piracy that has gone beserk are all youngsters very much in their teens and early twenties.
I am by no means excusing their actions. What they did was vile and utterly unacceptable but I think it is high time we speak about and point out that the government and society at large starts addressing the core problems of issues like these and start implementing long-term solutions to draw the social gap in our society and for these youth to feel inclusive in the society they live in. This means educational opportunities affordable to them, job creation, training and vocational programs that are viable and ensure a difference in their lives and most of all they need mentors and role models that show there is another way of life. This is the only way we can ensure this sort of thing does not happen again on our streets and harmony across the classes of society is harboured. Otherwise we'll remain a ticking bomb not knowing the severity of the next explosion...
Saturday, August 6, 2011
one swordfish at a time
I was reading a story the other day about a young boy who saved swordfishes at his local beach. He would go every weekend and as the waves wash a million swordfishes ashore, he would pick up however many he can, one by one, and throw them back in the sea. A man who usually jogs around the beach at the same time as the boy saw the boy's actions on several occasions. One day the man stopped him and said "Young man, there are a million of them, don't you know it's impossible to save all of them?" The boy looked at the man, picked up another swordfish and threw it back in the sea. "I made a difference in that swordfish's life" he said and carried on.
Times like Ramadan really make you reflect on small actions that make a big difference. I'm sure that boy left an imprint in that man's mind. Although we can't rid the world of all its adversities, but we can make a difference in the areas we focus on. Somalia has been on my mind quite often as of late. The famine, although predictable, has nevertheless touched all that care about the people of Somalia and how they've been at the brunt of the worst humanitarian disaster of our modern times. So this Ramadan I fast as a humble, blessed human being. I pray for my motherland, its people and its children hoping my friends will pray with me and Allah is the giver of all things, may He accept our prayers.
Times like Ramadan really make you reflect on small actions that make a big difference. I'm sure that boy left an imprint in that man's mind. Although we can't rid the world of all its adversities, but we can make a difference in the areas we focus on. Somalia has been on my mind quite often as of late. The famine, although predictable, has nevertheless touched all that care about the people of Somalia and how they've been at the brunt of the worst humanitarian disaster of our modern times. So this Ramadan I fast as a humble, blessed human being. I pray for my motherland, its people and its children hoping my friends will pray with me and Allah is the giver of all things, may He accept our prayers.
Friday, July 15, 2011
a toil on my mind
I was catching up with a few friends of mine of whom one works for the immigration services here in the UK. My friend related a story to me that really shook my nerve. A Pakistani lady who was married to a guy here in Leicester through an arrangement made by the parents came to this city looking forward to her new life in the UK. She was shown the pictures of her husband and thought he looked delightful.
When she arrived at her new house, she found a husband who was physically and mentally disabled and in a permanent wheelchair. The pictures she was shown were of many years ago. She was stuck. In addition the Asian culture often stipulates that the wives move in with their husband's family where they are expected to take care of the household and her husband's family so this lady did not only inherit a husband that required full-time care but his family's household as well. He needed everything done for him from showering and using the toilet to brushing his teeth and eating. When she finished the house chores and put her husband to bed, his brothers would sneak in and do whatever they pleased with her. It was literally modern day slavery. The neighbours, who heard her cries every night as she was being assaulted, finally called the police.
The police came to her rescue and handed her over to the immigration services. The problem is she arrived in this country on a marriage visa which means she cannot seek asylum or remain by any other means. If she returned to Pakistan her family will not accept her back. As far as they're concerned, she has betrayed the family and has brought shame. There is no care for her safety or well-being. Long story short; she can't stay in the UK but has nowhere to go back to.
This is where the law really lets people down. My friend was explaining how she has fallen within the loopholes of the law. Cases like hers can't be accommodated by the immigration services. She faces deportation by the end of next week and there is nothing that can be done. This is so heartbreaking. What dawned on me was how many similar cases are happening right at our doorsteps that we're unaware of because of women like this lady who will not speak of their torment? We live in such a self-centred world where we might be living next door to neighbours we've never greeted.
On a different note, the News of the World phone hacking scandal has literally taken over the English airwaves. Rupert Murdoch is leading every headline and conversation. Many people had been asking why he didn't fire chief exec Rebekkah Brooks. Luckily she has since resigned but my guess is she had one too many pointers on Murdoch that he needed to be kept hidden...
I really hope the inquiry dishes out everything they have been up to. To think of all the lives they've invaded in the name of news gathering is a disgrace to say the least.
When she arrived at her new house, she found a husband who was physically and mentally disabled and in a permanent wheelchair. The pictures she was shown were of many years ago. She was stuck. In addition the Asian culture often stipulates that the wives move in with their husband's family where they are expected to take care of the household and her husband's family so this lady did not only inherit a husband that required full-time care but his family's household as well. He needed everything done for him from showering and using the toilet to brushing his teeth and eating. When she finished the house chores and put her husband to bed, his brothers would sneak in and do whatever they pleased with her. It was literally modern day slavery. The neighbours, who heard her cries every night as she was being assaulted, finally called the police.
The police came to her rescue and handed her over to the immigration services. The problem is she arrived in this country on a marriage visa which means she cannot seek asylum or remain by any other means. If she returned to Pakistan her family will not accept her back. As far as they're concerned, she has betrayed the family and has brought shame. There is no care for her safety or well-being. Long story short; she can't stay in the UK but has nowhere to go back to.
This is where the law really lets people down. My friend was explaining how she has fallen within the loopholes of the law. Cases like hers can't be accommodated by the immigration services. She faces deportation by the end of next week and there is nothing that can be done. This is so heartbreaking. What dawned on me was how many similar cases are happening right at our doorsteps that we're unaware of because of women like this lady who will not speak of their torment? We live in such a self-centred world where we might be living next door to neighbours we've never greeted.
On a different note, the News of the World phone hacking scandal has literally taken over the English airwaves. Rupert Murdoch is leading every headline and conversation. Many people had been asking why he didn't fire chief exec Rebekkah Brooks. Luckily she has since resigned but my guess is she had one too many pointers on Murdoch that he needed to be kept hidden...
I really hope the inquiry dishes out everything they have been up to. To think of all the lives they've invaded in the name of news gathering is a disgrace to say the least.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
a flower awaiting its bloom...
As of late I've noticed a re-occurring trend among members of the Somali community. Many of whom I've spoken to complain about the issues they face from the barriers they face trying to access different public services to financial woes and political turmoil back in Somalia, all of which they blamed others for. The problem this type of attitude creates is a diversion from taking responsibility for the goals one wishes to achieve in life. Additionally it allows people to approach issues with a victimised approach which means the chances of a progressive change occurring instinctively becomes minimal. A society will not change unless its people are willing to take a proactive lead towards bringing that change. I believe our people have a great potential and the sky really is the limit for what they can achieve. My only hope is that they realise that and start tapping into it.
Now that my rant of the day is out of the way, I'm welcoming the arrival of the British summer which officially started yesterday. Though Britain is famous for its aimless weather, there is always something fresh and exciting about the beginning of summer. It brings a sense of joyfulness, lifting people's spirits up.
Happy days ahead, I reckon :)
Now that my rant of the day is out of the way, I'm welcoming the arrival of the British summer which officially started yesterday. Though Britain is famous for its aimless weather, there is always something fresh and exciting about the beginning of summer. It brings a sense of joyfulness, lifting people's spirits up.
Happy days ahead, I reckon :)
Sunday, May 22, 2011
bad things keep happening until good people have had enough
I was filled with a touch of optimisim last week at the One World Media week in London where it daunt on me how many activists and media professionals are actively engaged in the betterment of our world. Media students are encouraged and supported to cover underreported stories across the developing world and socially-conscious journalists are choosing to highlight stories of social, economical and humanitarian importance even if it doesn't put their name in the limelight. I felt very humbled to be amongst these people, who each had their own unique story to tell on how they played a small role in improving the conditions of our world. It might not seem like a big deal in the grand scheme of things if one covered how village women from Botswana were bringing economic change to their villages through selling handmade artefacts for example, but it takes one village to lead that change and set an example. It takes that one person to spark in others to take matters into their own hands when it comes to planting the seeds of their best potential.
The same phenomenon was rolled out by Tunisia which sparked the the Arab spring and led to the ousting of Egypt's Mubarak and is stil continuing today. When good people reach the end of their tether, it moves them to change the course of their faith and that of others with a remarkable sense of resilience. This is something we can all apply to our lives on a day to day basis by being aware of what's happening around us, pointing out the injustices taking place in our societies and being acutely aware of the right to lead the best lives we each seek and taking active steps towards the realisation of it.
I believe the media can play a big role in this aspect through providing the platform for those rights to be realised and most importantly to create awareness where people are being deprived of their god given right to succeed in life.
Long story short, I came back a happy person to know that there are many people in this wrold today concerned with the positive role the media can play in people's lives and with that thought, I rest assured.
The same phenomenon was rolled out by Tunisia which sparked the the Arab spring and led to the ousting of Egypt's Mubarak and is stil continuing today. When good people reach the end of their tether, it moves them to change the course of their faith and that of others with a remarkable sense of resilience. This is something we can all apply to our lives on a day to day basis by being aware of what's happening around us, pointing out the injustices taking place in our societies and being acutely aware of the right to lead the best lives we each seek and taking active steps towards the realisation of it.
I believe the media can play a big role in this aspect through providing the platform for those rights to be realised and most importantly to create awareness where people are being deprived of their god given right to succeed in life.
Long story short, I came back a happy person to know that there are many people in this wrold today concerned with the positive role the media can play in people's lives and with that thought, I rest assured.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
ready, steady, move...
I've had some time to rest and get my body clock back on track since I've moved. Since landing back in the UK several weeks ago, I've been experiencing nostalgia to be back home in familiar surroundings but my body and mind have been operating 5 hours behind everyone here, on DC time. On top of that I've had the flu the minute I got here and was moping around the house for 2 weeks! But I'm happy to report all is well and good. I've had time to catch up with the family and home-cooked meals. One misses the most mundane things when you've been away from it for a while..
On a different note, England has gone royally mad, over William and Kate's wedding that is. They are due to get married tomorrow (Friday 29 apr), which has been declared a bank holiday, but celebrations have been going on for weeks now, specially outside Buckingham palace and central London. People have been setting up camping sites to stay overnight, during the day it's human traffic and the news is covering nothing but the wedding. The country is in mayhem. Everything for sale is wrapped in the union jack including food! But it's exciting times I suppose. There are local celebrations happening across the country as well with each town and village organising something for the occasion.
Our town centre here in Leicester has been beautifully decorated and a big screen has been set up in the town centre to show the wedding as it happens.
Should be a festive time :)
On a different note, England has gone royally mad, over William and Kate's wedding that is. They are due to get married tomorrow (Friday 29 apr), which has been declared a bank holiday, but celebrations have been going on for weeks now, specially outside Buckingham palace and central London. People have been setting up camping sites to stay overnight, during the day it's human traffic and the news is covering nothing but the wedding. The country is in mayhem. Everything for sale is wrapped in the union jack including food! But it's exciting times I suppose. There are local celebrations happening across the country as well with each town and village organising something for the occasion.
Our town centre here in Leicester has been beautifully decorated and a big screen has been set up in the town centre to show the wedding as it happens.
Should be a festive time :)
Saturday, March 26, 2011
a soothing departure..
I write this note with a combined sense of excitement and melancholy. Excited as I start yet another chapter of my life full of new challenges to overcome and life lessons to learn. Melancholy because of the friends, city and comforts I leave behind. I have been blessed throughout my time in DC and the US and have made uncountable memories that would forever be cherished.
On the other hand, to seek personal progress is an innate character instilled in all of us who wish to master this thing called life. In order to master it, to define success for your own self, one has to embrace the ongoing pursuit to reach for higher grounds.You learn more of that which you are passionate about.
I have been lucky enough to have found my passion in journalism, even more blessed to have been able to earn a living off it.
On the way I have learned that aside from the basic principles of journalism being the medium to inform, educate and entertain, it can also play a significant role in the development of society. This is the aspect that I have grown more interested in and wish to pursue it on an academic level.
I hope that during my time at the VOA, the listeners have benefited from my broadcasts. I have most certainly benefited from their feedback and have been humbled by all of their support.
We can't plan every aspect of life but one can make every effort to fulfill that which the heart is passionate about, especially if it contributes to the well-being of your fellow human beings. And then you leave room for serendipity, for faith to lead the way.
Life is what happens when one continues to strive..
On the other hand, to seek personal progress is an innate character instilled in all of us who wish to master this thing called life. In order to master it, to define success for your own self, one has to embrace the ongoing pursuit to reach for higher grounds.You learn more of that which you are passionate about.
I have been lucky enough to have found my passion in journalism, even more blessed to have been able to earn a living off it.
On the way I have learned that aside from the basic principles of journalism being the medium to inform, educate and entertain, it can also play a significant role in the development of society. This is the aspect that I have grown more interested in and wish to pursue it on an academic level.
I hope that during my time at the VOA, the listeners have benefited from my broadcasts. I have most certainly benefited from their feedback and have been humbled by all of their support.
We can't plan every aspect of life but one can make every effort to fulfill that which the heart is passionate about, especially if it contributes to the well-being of your fellow human beings. And then you leave room for serendipity, for faith to lead the way.
Life is what happens when one continues to strive..
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Humanitarian event
Above is the audio of an event about the humanitarian crisis in Somalia and how the Diaspora generation can engage.
Human rights activist Sadia Aden is the other guest speaker at the session.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
The plight of the Ogaden people
A very under-reported issue in my opinion, especially given the fact that the people who live in this region are primarily pastoralists whose survival depends on the ability to move around. However with the ongoing clashes between the Ethiopian military and the opposition forces, their movement is very restricted. As a result you have a people who are stuck in the middle of an endless war but have no means of moving forward.
A short report below, probably my last for VOA English to Africa, looks at the impact the ongoing violence has on the lives of the pastoralist people of the Somali region of Ethiopia.
A short report below, probably my last for VOA English to Africa, looks at the impact the ongoing violence has on the lives of the pastoralist people of the Somali region of Ethiopia.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
the mellow winds of Florida...
coupled with its warm sunshine gave me the perfect break from the tumultuous weather we've been experiencing on the East coast. I realised the calming effects consistenly mild weather can have on the people who live there. It's like they're permanently on a yoga retreat. Everyone is very chilled, nothing fazes them. Issues such as traffic delays and public transport breakdowns have been deleted from their very existence.
I was in Jacksonville and the amount of bridges the city has is countless. It virtually makes it impossible for one to ever be stuck anywhere.
The opposing effect a mild temperament of a people has on the general society however is that no one worries about the smaller things that go a long way such proper customer service, taxis arriving on time or better yet being available at all.
But most of all I enjoyed getting to know the regular people of Florida. I chose Jacksonville purposely to avoid a touristy type holiday where you don't really get to experience the culture and social dimensions of the place. The people I met and interacted with were very nice and possessed a great sense of tranquility. I enjoyed seeing that given the fact that I am used to seeing rushed people in both DC and London.
It is when you're out of your comfort zone and familiar settings that one realizes how different yet so alike the human species really are.
I was in Jacksonville and the amount of bridges the city has is countless. It virtually makes it impossible for one to ever be stuck anywhere.
The opposing effect a mild temperament of a people has on the general society however is that no one worries about the smaller things that go a long way such proper customer service, taxis arriving on time or better yet being available at all.
But most of all I enjoyed getting to know the regular people of Florida. I chose Jacksonville purposely to avoid a touristy type holiday where you don't really get to experience the culture and social dimensions of the place. The people I met and interacted with were very nice and possessed a great sense of tranquility. I enjoyed seeing that given the fact that I am used to seeing rushed people in both DC and London.
It is when you're out of your comfort zone and familiar settings that one realizes how different yet so alike the human species really are.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Every life has a story
At best we are all teachers, teaching the lessons we each have learned from life. Life throws us different challenges. Some of us learn through experiencing civil wars, riots, racial and gender discrimination and civil upheaval.
Others learn from growing up in impoverished environments, single parent households, drugs and alcohol addictions, domestic violence, parental negligence or going to prison. At some point a light bulb moment hits us and hopefully leads us to the point of our lives' success: deciphering the lessons learned from those challenges that life has thrown us.
These lessons are lessons we all reap a shared benefit from despite the fact that our human journey has been immensely different. Things such as resilience, humanity, patience, unbreakable sense of thrive and humility are all qualities we seek to learn and attain in our lives and it becomes our duty to teach these qualities to our fellow human beings once we learn them through the journeys of our lives.
There is a lesson to be learned from each experience, even if it feels extremely depressing and hard to get through. Success in my humble opinion is not becoming extraordinarily rich and famous and having a thriving career. Rather it is those moments that tremble your heart. The ones that plant an unshakable memory in your mind and take you to a happy place every time you recall them. Moments that make you feel grateful to be alive.
Those moments often derive from things one has done from the heart. At the end we're all connected emotionally as humans so when we help one another, we experience the same joys regardless of our differences and different backgrounds.
Therefore let life be a classroom that continuously teaches you valuable lessons. And then teach those that can benefit from your life's lessons because at best we're all teachers.
Others learn from growing up in impoverished environments, single parent households, drugs and alcohol addictions, domestic violence, parental negligence or going to prison. At some point a light bulb moment hits us and hopefully leads us to the point of our lives' success: deciphering the lessons learned from those challenges that life has thrown us.
These lessons are lessons we all reap a shared benefit from despite the fact that our human journey has been immensely different. Things such as resilience, humanity, patience, unbreakable sense of thrive and humility are all qualities we seek to learn and attain in our lives and it becomes our duty to teach these qualities to our fellow human beings once we learn them through the journeys of our lives.
There is a lesson to be learned from each experience, even if it feels extremely depressing and hard to get through. Success in my humble opinion is not becoming extraordinarily rich and famous and having a thriving career. Rather it is those moments that tremble your heart. The ones that plant an unshakable memory in your mind and take you to a happy place every time you recall them. Moments that make you feel grateful to be alive.
Those moments often derive from things one has done from the heart. At the end we're all connected emotionally as humans so when we help one another, we experience the same joys regardless of our differences and different backgrounds.
Therefore let life be a classroom that continuously teaches you valuable lessons. And then teach those that can benefit from your life's lessons because at best we're all teachers.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
youngsters in prison
One of the aspects that makes being a journalist a rewarding job is the few chances one gets to make a social difference through the medium of creating awareness and bringing to the forefront a social issue that wasn't previously in the spotlight.
For a while I've been concerned with the increasing amount of Somali youth both here in the US as well as in Europe who keep getting into trouble and often end up in prison. Somali youth have been in the media for numerous other reasons including ongoing associations with gang violence and acts of terrorism but these often dim into the distance once the media interest has died. Meanwhile this growing problem of youth entering Western prisons by hundreds seems to be either unnoticed or less important than the previous issues.
In the mean time the parents, families and communities of these youngsters that are in prison continue to face harships that many a times go unnoticed.
The reports above focus on the youth in the US prisons and the social implications of their imprisonment.
For a while I've been concerned with the increasing amount of Somali youth both here in the US as well as in Europe who keep getting into trouble and often end up in prison. Somali youth have been in the media for numerous other reasons including ongoing associations with gang violence and acts of terrorism but these often dim into the distance once the media interest has died. Meanwhile this growing problem of youth entering Western prisons by hundreds seems to be either unnoticed or less important than the previous issues.
In the mean time the parents, families and communities of these youngsters that are in prison continue to face harships that many a times go unnoticed.
The reports above focus on the youth in the US prisons and the social implications of their imprisonment.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
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