Hello everyone.
I have been away for a while from blogspot. It is really not easy to send blog from Galkacyo as the electricity is on one min and of the next. Galkacyo is a make shift city in central Somalia. It looks and feels like no body owns it. Everyone is from somewhere else, I just wonder who's city it is, and why no one is taking ownership of it? At least it is peacefull not like Mogadishu.
Well, let me start from the top. This is the place where my father was born and his father was born as Nomads. I thought, i should visit my dad's birth place and put face to the name. It is so different from what my dad told me about it. I grew up with stories of Tall grass to hide,Camels. So far i saw none of that. there is no sand as all is stone,so there goes the grass. there is no Camels as all is a build houses.Life is worst than anywhere i ever been. May god help my people.
I don't have much time to go in details at the moment as the electricity will go any minute. Please forgive any spellig mistake and will write soon.
Peace or as Galkacyo may say Salaama.
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