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Heestii NADIIFO CULUSOW iyo Sheekoyinka Qosolka Wasiirka Arimaha Dibada Soomaaliya “Haduu Mid ku yiraahdo Hebelbaa uur leh”


As we Somalis go through many Junes and Julys ( National Independence  months), we hope for a better June and July the following year but, sadly, things only continue to get worse. Every year brings more misery and tragedy  than the last, with news of horrific events emerging  all the time.  Of course, some of us,  perhaps the majority of us oblivious to the reality on the ground and totally blinded by trivial issues, live in utter denial of the situation. With sad inevitability, we must realize we are a wasted generation . Somalis as a recognized and distinct African Ethnic group may no longer exist 25-30 years from now,  if the current trend of lawlessness and bloodshed continues. And this is all of our own making. No amount of blaming of others will change the reality, so let us get real for once!!

Here is a story in a lullaby, sung by Nadiifo Culusow to her six-month old son, Hanad Abdullahi Mohamed, as he lay dying on her lap, under the shade of a tree on the outskirts of Mogadishu, sometime early last year. Nadiifo, her teenage daughter Khadija, her husband Abdullahi and her teenage son,  Hassan, are working in their small shop at the Bakara market in Mogadishu. It is late in the evening and they are about to close. Then some 5-6 armed men kick their door open, they ransack the place and start shooting. They immediately kill the husband and seriously injure Hassan. They then start gang raping Khadija and her mom Nadiifo. After completing their rape and looting, they take khadija and leave. Nadiifo, who has passed out, opens her eyes some 30 minutes later. She is drowsy and semi conscious. She quickly grabs little Hanad who has now stopped crying. She opens the door, looks around and confirms the death of her husband but cannot see the rest of her family. A trail of blood out of the door indicates that Khadija and Hassan have left the dukaan bleeding. She tries to collect herself, struggles to get up with Hanad in her arms,  looks outside and sees neighbors, all in a state of panic, fleeing. She staggers out of the shop and starts  walking with the flow.

Some sixteen hours later, Nadiifo finds herself under a tree with a group of other women, some of whom arrived earlier. There are some corpses around and lots of vultures feeding on them. Night falls and fear grows as vultures and wild scavenging animals get dangerously closer to these helpless people, the vultures sometimes stabbing with their beaks to test if the weak and wounded are dead yet.

Hanad is no longer able to play or even cry. He is too hungry and too tired. His movements are becoming increasingly limited. This is a tremendous worry to Mom. Eventually he does start crying in desperation, with hunger and pain. Nadiifo, as any responsible Somali mother would do, tries to sing for him.  She is in a great pain herself and can hardly raise her voice. But motherly responsibility dictates that she sings to him. In Somali culture, a lullaby is talking to the child, telling him/her about the heroes of the family, his father, uncles and siblings, how bright his/her future is, and all the good things in life.

This challenge of their desperate plight does not deter Nadifo from singing a song. She tells him about the situation as it is: dire, dangerous and about the reality that they may not make it to the next morning!!

If you think that this song does not do justice to the situation and I am limited by my knowledge of the language. I plead guilty. I have been away for too long. I invite Somali poets and song writers to kindly come to my rescue and do a piece.
So, here it is:  Nadiifo Cullusow and her lullaby to her son Hanad.
Hobeeyaa hobeehey hobeeheeyaa
Hooyo hobeeyaa hobeey hobeehey yaa
Hooyo maarkaad Hanadoow gamaarto
Markaan hugunkaaga waayo
Markaad hinqanweydo gaajo
Markaad hidinweydo sheeko
Hadaaqu markuu yaraado
Ayuu hadaw igu shidmaaye
Wadnuhu hoos ii go’aaye
Ha ooyine hooyo aammus

Waxaad beerka uga higgootay
Harraad iyo gaajo weeyi
Intaan subag kugu habaayey
Horaaddada kuu salaaxay
Intaan harag kuu bisleeyey
Haddaan heliwaayey caawa
Wixii aan hidin karaayo
Hooyiyo waa caadadeede
Bal aan hees kugu qaboojo
Ha ooyine hooyo aamus
Hobeyaa hobeey hobeeheeyaa
Hoy iyo aqal baan lahayne
Halyey odayaan lahayne
Habliyo dhallin baan lahayne
Shaqiyo hanti baan lahayne
Intiiba halkaan ka joogno
Hilbii inanteenna suubban
Markuu haadku iga boobay
Markii inankayga Haybe
Haanrraawuhu iga dul qaatay
Habliyo wiil waxaan danbbaabay
Halyeygii aabbahaa
Adoo keliyaan hayaaye
Heddeenna Allaan U dhiibay
Wixii aan hidin karaayo
Hooyiyo waa caadadeede
Bal aan hees kugu qaboojo
Ha ooyine hooyo aamus
Hobeeyaa hobeey hobeeheeyaa
Hooggeenniyo baylahdeennaa
Haddeer cidladaan yaxoobno
Waxaa haad iyo waraabe
Kurtii ina habar dugaagga
Hanrraawe innoo shiraaya
Inuu hilbaheenna quuto
Habeenka sugaaya caawa
Dhammaan lagu soo heshiiyey
Wuxu hilibkayku qaadhay
Waxaan ilmo hililiqleeyey
Annoo hinqanwaaya daaye
Aniga hurddo iima taallo
Heddeenna Allaan u dhiibay
Wixii aan hidin karaayo
Hooyiyo waa caadadeede
Bal aan hees kugu qabbojo
Ha ooyine hooyo aamus

Hobeeyaa hobeeheey hobeeheeyaa
Hummaagga wax baan arkaaye
Hirbaa meel iiga muuqda
Hillaacbaa ii baxaaya
Dhibaatada haysa beesha
Waxaa cadow nagu hareersan
Inuu Rabbi nooga hiisho
Inuu kor innaga hadheeyo
Balaayo innaga hagoogo
Heddeenna inuu badbaadsho
Habeen kale noogu deysto
Inuu hogol soo darroorsho
Habaaskiyo dhiigga maydha
howraarsan ma ii tidhaahdid
Wixii aan hidin karaayo
Hooyiyo waa caadadeede
Bal aan hees kugu qaboojo
Ha ooyine hooyo aamus
Hobeeheey hobeeheey hobeeheeyaa
Wixii dalka hooyo gaadhay
Halyeyiyo wixi ka lee’day
Wixii hoobiye is dhaafay
Waxay xabbaddu is hadhaysay
Xaggee la innaga haabaaray
Danteen uma soo hongoobin
Wax kale uma soo hanqaarmin
Wixi hanti reerka taallay
Waxaan harar iyo dareemo
Xariir ku habeeyey raarta
Adduunyo waxaynnu haynnay
Haylahan madhan baan wataaye
Adoo keliyaan hayaaye
Heddeenna Allaan U dhiibay
Wixii aan hidin karaayo
Hooyiyo waa caadadeede
Bal aan hees kugu qaboojo
Ha ooyine hooyo aamus

Hobeeheey hobeeyheeyaa
Haddaad hanadoow badbaaddo
Hadduu kuu hiisho eebbe
Iskuullo haddii ad aaddo
Wixii  horor iyo warraabe
Cadaawe inoo heshiiyey
Haanrraawe dadkeenna boobay
Wuxuu dhiiggeenna heenshay
Wuxuu ku hiraabtay jiidhka
Isoo wada haadinteeda
Ogaanta wixii hallaabay
Wixii hirgalee ka cayntay
Maxaa hawl kuu dambbeysa
Haddaad geedkiyo hadhkiisa

Hoobeey ugu yeedho beesha
Haasaawe gobeed bilowdo
Hillaac ku salaysan geeddi
Horweynta tidhaa ku daaji
Amma ad ku hammooto aarsi
Dagaalka u  heensa  qaaddo
Adduunka hareereheenna
Markay habarwacasho gaadho
Dad kale waxba haysku hawlin
Djibouti ka raadi hiillo
Hubaal olloggeenna weeyi
Hilbaha iyo jiidhka weeyi
Alloo soo hadeeya daaye
Qof kale hoo kama filaayo
Darbbaa ishambbaraacinteenna
Hogeenniyo baabe’eenna
Hoggaanli’idenna maanta
Inay talo faro ka haaddo
Inaaan dulligaa ahaanno
Darbbaan talo kaleba haynne
Haleelo ku maala taase
Haasaawiyo sheekakadooda
Inaad hansalkaba ka qaaddo
Kuwaa waxba ha u helloobin

Intaa sasan hidin karaaye
Ducaan kuu xambbaarshey hooyo
Hortaadiyo baallahaaga
Hoodaan ku dallaalimeeyey
Heddeenna Allaan u dhiibay
Ha ooyine hooyo aamus
DR. Abdirahman D. Beileh


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