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Studying Women

As I watched the early NewsHour on Aljazeera this morning, I learned about the Palestinian women who are subjected to the humiliating and degrading internal body search at the hands of Israeli prison guards, suspected to be males. Also I learned about mothers in the Central African Republic who are struggling to save their malnourished children. An illness caused mainly by the loss of income as a result of the disturbed diamond mining operations in the region by the current global economic crisis. Also on previous news headlines, we come to learn of Afghans women’s role on the election. The Sudanese journalist arrested and jailed over wearing trousers. And the list go on about women struggling with diseases, such as breast cancer and HIV. Others who are struggling with domestic abuse, Female Genital multination, and drugs. Also we find great achievements of women holding higher governmental offices, women breaking a world record on sports, or conducting a highly valued scientific research. And fortunately we also find a headline story of a woman over the age of 100 who feels lonely and fearful that her 30 something years old husband would leave her (true story).

So with all of this in mind, I came to the following conclusion:

I found out that nothing would be more fascinating, at least to me, than to devote ones academic career to closely examine WOMEN. These complex, weak yet powerful creatures who shape almost every aspect of humans life. And to be brutally honest from the start, anyone who would argue against this fact is an idiot (just a personal opinion that does not represent the views of this blog owner). If one make the argument that women are not as influential as men, I simply say to you that a child’s character and behavior is fashioned by their mothers as early as the first trimester.

Every aspect of women life could seriously serve as an independent field of study (no joke). For example, their excessive concern with trends, fashion and cosmetics. Their unquestionable devotion to love. Their compassionate views. Their religious, political, economical, and social contributions. Their struggle for survival through wars, poverty, and the historically persisting unjust gender inequalities. Their obsession with soap operas and gossip. Their tender feelings and strong will. Their weakness which is itself a powerful strength. And most importantly is the indescribable mystery of motherhood.

would there be a more interesting earthly science worth pursuing in life than this? It is life itself.

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My Journey Into Somalia

Lately, I have been exposed to so much of the Somali culture. I feel as if I have taken a summer vacation to the lovely land of Somalia. I owe much of this to the people who traveled so far away from their homeland, yet they retain and preserve their culture. And regardless of  the hardships felt in the past, they so generously and proudly welcome others to learn about their culture.   

Well, my journey kicked off with the mesmerizing sound of Somali music and the ”   ” dancing. I loved the music which is somewhat similar to our Sudanese music, but I have to admit that the dance was and still is a serious challenge for me. Yet it wouldn’t have caught my interest if it was easy. I guess I don’t mind a good challenge. Then I was introduced to the language when I visited my Somali girl-friend. It was a real treat hearing her speak with her family and particularly her mom. I think there is a soft/easy tone in their speech or it might be my own imagination because I have been used to Sudanese speak so loudly hehe. Anyways, I was eager to understand what they were saying, it still a mystery to me. After that same day, I was also enchanted by the way my friend prepared tea. It is similar to the way Sudanese make their tea, but there is more herbs added. I have just fallen love with it since then. What I found really interesting is that, Somali could drink tea with milk in the afternoon and that is almost a taboo in Sudanese culture. Sudanese could only drink milk in the morning or after sunset. It’s weird I know…

To be continued 🙂

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شخابيط على جدران بيت صديقى

 الى صديق راحل

الايام عندى يا صديقى  اصبحت متشابة الملامح

اليوم متحلى بلباس غدا

والامس اضحى عاريا


كيف تلمومنى بقلت زياراتى وكتاباتى

وانت تعلم فراغ ايامى


قد احرقت شمس الصيف مغامراتى

وبددت شقاواتى

وأذابت اوهامى

وبكل برود هدمت مشاريعى وخططتى


كيف لى الكتابه على جدران منزلكم وقد هجرتموه ورحلتم

من سيقرأ كتاباتى  ؟

من سيراجع اخطائى الأملائيه وإعرابى ؟

من سيثور لافعالى الطفوليه ويغضب ؟

ومن سيغسل اثار الفحم من بعدى … لاعود  بشغف و اكتب








بقلمى اسطر مأساة فراغى

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Observing Nature

I was feeling tired and worn out today, So I did something that I haven’t done for a very long time. After the sun was down, I took a chair and sat in the backyard. The weather was indescribable, but I will try. It was beautiful, sweet, and was densely full of memories. Memories of home and of the good old days. The sky was full of clouds, but the moon shined through. It lit up my heart and eased my weariness. How can we ever abandon such beauty . I think observing nature and the greatness of god’s creation is the best therapy and medicine to all wounds. Oh, I forgot to mention the little flies that lights up. I really do not know what they are called in English, but they are brilliant. These little delightful creatures presented me with the best light dances on earth. Then came a frog and scared me away. I have not see one in ages. Frogs are not my favorite creatures, but this one made me laugh. It just stood there staring at me for a while and changed its direction away from my chair.

Well, now I feel good. I will go back inside, drink some tea with the family, and watch the world through the television set.

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“What Men Don’t Know”

I have abandoned this blog for quite some time and I just pray that I have not been forgotten. So as a reconciliation of our friendship, I decided to write this short and a quick post today. For some reason, my brain just went blank after exams were over. I believe that I am taking the summer vacation too seriously. So as a reminder that I am still here, I will tell you this short true story.


          In a hot summer afternoon, a little wrecked car pulled in front of a shopping mall. The parking lot seemed almost deserted at that hour. Two ladies then stepped out of the car. They were engaged in a useless discussion. One was complaining about the heat and the other was in her own world talking about a total different subject. They walked into the mall and were welcomed by the cool air pumped through as the doors slide open. The lady nagging about the heat was then satisfied and busied herself with merchandises. The other one was already complaining about the high prices of the store and preferred to find a place to sit.

          Later, the two ladies met their male friend of whom they will help pick a gift. Poor fellow didn’t know what he got himself into. I am sure now you could easily complete the story. Two women and a man going shopping to buy one simple gift.

          They dragged him to each store in the mall. In each store, they pick few items and decide they were not suitable. Interestingly, the man seemed to like and approve of almost every item that was considered. Anyway…

          Three hours later, the three of them walked out of the mall partially satisfied.  


I think a single shopping trip could easily and explicitly define gender differences!

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Misperception of Independence

By A Muslim-African Woman in the ‘Diaspora’


I write this as a conclusion of my own experience and the experience of many women I personally came to know

Through my high school and college education, I was taught and reminded constantly of the inequality that women suffered for centuries. In the literature classes, I read about women inferiority which is portrayed in almost all of the classic writings. In sociology, I learned about the studies that document the gender differences and oppression of women. In psychology, I learn about Freud’s theories belittling woman to nothing but little envies creature of the man’s far better equipment. In Religion class, I learned how almost all religions of the world favor the superiority of men while treating women as a second class citizen. Most importantly, in history, I learned of the few great women who made it through the pens and into books of male historians. In the Art class, I learned of the notorious Artists who saw in a woman nothing but a magnificent sculpture and a piece of Art. And in many other classes, many young women including myself were daily reminded of the weak creature we once were and will always be under the domination of the almighty Man.

Now, growing up with that ideology, many young women come to aggressively fight against all these cultural and religious believes to gain their power and absolute independence. And that is what I personally did. I became a working woman at a very young age. I supported myself to the best I could. I allowed no one to help me, but few family members. Also, I had to live with the family, because it is a cultural must. Yet I was able to declare my independence from the domination of the “man.” Thus, I was powerful in my own world. I built a strong shield, a weakness-free zone that I imprisoned myself in. I armed myself with my job, education, and rights and fought against every feminine behavior that presented any signs of a weak and a needy female. And still today, our text books, the media, and society keep on boosting or fueling this understanding. They remind us how Women must abandon their femininity and fight endlessly to earn respect and survive in the man’s world.

As a consequence of this war, women became too independent, that a man’s presence on earth is almost useless. We can cook, we can clean, we can drive, we can cut the grass, we can earn a living, we can take the trash out, we can travel, and we can surely just buy a gun for protection or get an alarm system set up in the house, or even hire a body guard “who might be a man, but paid of course.” A need for “Adam” is just a need for a person to interfere and control one’s life.

Lately, and after years of fighting, I have come to learn that our perception of independence and the theories of power of men vs. weakness of women are false. Sadly, our teachers have betrayed us. So did our families who themselves misunderstood the religion and blindingly imposed on us cultural believes that striped away our rights, chocked our dreams, and left us wandering on the scriptures of modern western writers who so inaccurately claim to know all the rights of women and the way to claim these lost rights.

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