Start time: 08:11pm
Sitting on Liido beach for the first time in 2022, it feels like it’s my first time ever. There are some feelings you can’t explain at all, like being hit by the passing wind, or watching the waves dance in between the sea and the shores, or seeing the Somali youth have fun in their land and walk side by side happily in a peaceful environment.
Liido beach is the most beautiful spot in Mogadishu, according to my opinion. Every time I come, part of me comes to life. My beliefs of living and working for my country forever grows anytime I come by these sides. Tonight it’s different, it’s full of youth enjoying their weekends and forget their workloads. There are mothers on the shores selling Shaax and Cambuulo. They sit on small stools building dreams for young students going to universities locally and abroad. The future of Somalia has always been women and it will always be them.
Above these mothers on the shores are big hotels selling the same shaax over one dollar. Our fathers, the men who forgot this country, are sipping their teas discussing political agendas and siding with different sides, the same people who ruin us on their reigns.
My favorite things here are; seeing the waves and hearing to their sounds. I can’t tell whether they are happy or sad, to be in a country that throws its rubbish on them. I can’t tell whether these waves are arguing over something or agree on everything. I can’t tell whether these waves would take away the dark feelings in me and plant in me hope that I need.
If I were to talk to the waves, I would tell them to listen to me and not judge. I would tell them to know my worth and give me what I deserve. I would tell them to take me as I am and never let me go. I would tell them to give me the powers to bless everyone. I would tell them to see the intentions in me and not what I show. I would tell them everything and nothing.
Sometimes I wonder, why would I sink in the sea and the boats always float? Is it that I am made of flesh and they are made of wood? Or is it they adapted to it and I am learning to adapt? How long do I have to take to adapt to it? How long do I take to grab my chances? How long do I take until I am needed? How long do I stand here and clean my feelings for a heart that does not need them? Let me go back to my seat and maybe play a game with the team. I am signing off for now. Goodnight.
End time: 08:32pm
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