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Archive for April, 2007

Mark my silence, dear readers, as a tribute to the thousands of lives lost during the last Mogadishu battle. The intense clashes that lasted for about two weeks between the American and Ethiopian-backed, yet inefficient, Transitional Federal Government (TFG) troops and the local clan militias cut a swathe through the entire city. With the scenes [...]

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Formula 1’s first black driver is in pole position to be Britain’s biggest sports star!
You know, I am not much into Formula 1 racing but Lewis Hamilton has been brought to my attention much through the hype of the media. And to be honest, by the way he is performing now, he seems to be [...]

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Life sometimes behaves in some strange ways and shows you some glimpses of its brutal reality in peculiarly effortless ways. I went to Brixton to pay my condolences to the family of a deceased relative and with us also was my little grandson. I watched him, in the silence in that room where hordes of [...]

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I want to post something I read during my travels, especially on the train. I read Jen Rubenfeld’s The interpretation of Murder, a psychoanalytical triller with intricate murder mysteries that propells one deeper into the human mind. A worthy read i say, though i haven’t finished it yet. This excerpt below starts the book and [...]

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It is great to be back. The weather here has been rather generous too, so I have been busy trying to recover from the trip and get it out of my system before I get back to work and studies on Monday. I must admit though, I am still somewhat in a holiday mood and [...]

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A mere 150km away from Rotterdam was Verviers and I am in love with this ancient city – a quiet place with a relaxing atmosphere, especially at night. Situated on hills, this tiny city has the calmest feel to it and if you stand on any one of the multitude of hills, you’ll see layers [...]

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Antwerp
There was silence. My travel companion, Osman, a Kortijk resident had gone silent on me and even the Sahra Ahmad’s smooth, dulcet voice had gone silent on the radio. The only noise that constantly reverberated in my ears was that of the roaring wind battered against the windshield, and the rubber eating away the asphalt [...]

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My first few days in Kortrijk were, of course, with some relatives. But the time for pleasantries was quickly over and my intention was to discover as much of Belgium as I could before I left. So the morning came, bright and warm, bringing along with it a pleasant Belgian breeze, and I started my [...]

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Vast green countryside planes covered the land as far as the eye could see. In some places, a blanket of daffodils gave the green grass a bright upper yellow coating; a soothing sight indeed to an eye oppressed by the concrete blocks of London flats and imprisoned by its narrow roads. From my window on [...]

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