Lost and found,

Its been more than week since Ive taken the time to write down the thoughts cramed up in my head..What have I been upto, what stood out the most? From campus, we(me n my housemate) took took out the newbies to our favorite joint. Had some lovely lahmacun(turkish pizza),talked about school,their fears and gave the necessary advice. From there we left the juniors to go home, they had an exam the next friday needed to prepare themselves, we went shopping. Reached home, went to my bedroom changed into home gear, put the groceries and other stuff away realised I didnt have my cellphone. Question was have I misplaced it(in my bedroom while changing), lost it? or was it stolen? Remember at the busstand i received an sms. After that I couldnt recall. Well, in due time will be found. Came online a few freinds mentioned they have been calling my cell but Im not reachable. Searched my bedroom all over couldnt find it. Assumed that it was lost or my batteries were down. Told my sis, she teased me yeah youre abo also said due time you need to change it. Next morning did a thorough manhunt around the apt. nowhere to be found. Called my number not reachable. Later a friend informed me hey you received 2 sms from me, Im like what?No I didnt Ive lost my cell. Now this is strange, means someone has it. Called my number again, not reachable I was puzzled.
Spent saturday going out shopping with my hmate, went to buy a suitcase got 2 for a deal. Came home tired but happy. Spent the whole day in drizzling rain, It was a great feeling though. Felt like a scene in "Singing in the rain", found myself humming to it at times. Wonder why I was in a gay mood, was it the rain or was it coz I was outside, seeing people in action? The real world. Dunno.

Sunday, I got an offline message from a concerned freind, hey your telelphone is ringing but noones picking it up. I was even more suprised my hmate called my cellphone no. having concealled her ID and hey presto a guy picks up the phone. She tells him, that telephone belongs to my freind she lost it, the guy goes yeah. She talks with him for a while he provided his address and told us to pick it up!! Lucky me, that was a blessing things like that dont happen often. As we were invited to dinner by a classmate and his family, passed by and picked up my phone as it was just 3 blocks away then went to their place.
Had a great turkish dinner, started with Tarhana soup, then a bowl of manti with a side dish of salad and then white rice and fried chicken. That was just too much,I hadnt eaten alot of food in a while good thing we were at home. His mum understood when we ate less. We chitchatted had fruits and later cups of turkish tea. Spoke with his sister who now resides in Denmark. Mum narrated her encounter with Somalis in denmark. Was hilarious and at the same time heartaching. Crossing my mind were the words if only...., people have the opportunities but yet the youth dont use them. A shame really. Ah, a story for another day.

We stayed up all monday packing,burning Cds/DVDs had freinds over for a farewell dinner. Was one hectic day. tuesday 4.am in the morning took my housemate to the airport. Checked her in, said our goodbyes. Strange it was. We hugged each other casually as if we knew we will met each other again. And yet once she crossed the security lines when it hit me and her, our path may not cross again. Why didnt we show our true emotions then, say I love and will miss you. I remember she saying I dont want to cry at the airport, dont want tearful goodbyes. Did I cry?,Yes, a couple of tears, one after the other dampening my cheek, happy yet sad waving at her and she waving back. There was a man standing by me, he also waving to his loved ones. He stopped, turned and addressed me, "your sisters leaving?" Smiled, saying" yes, you can say that, she is my freind but we are sisters for 7yrs we have been together." "She going home?" "Sort of a trip then going home" "Will you see each other again?" "Maybe" "Your a student here right?" "Yeah, we both were, we are doctors now" "X uni ?" "No, Y university" "So you going to practice here?" "No, weve got responsibilities awaiting us back home""Thats good, good to practice back home" "Yes, I said while wiping another tear.""Well, good day and good luck to you." "Thank you and good day to you"the conversation ended.
I stayed in the airport till 8am, thats when the shuttles were supposed to start working. Unfortunately, there was a delay left the airport at 9am, Im glad I had my cellphone and a book to keep me company.Reached home around 1040 had an appointment at 1130, called in and rescheduled it. By 11am I was tucked in bed. What a morning, it was cold. Standing outside at the airport*shivering, at the thought* waiting and trying to enquire for info regarding the shuttle didnt do me good.

Havent been out since tuesday, in the house organising, throwing things away, sorting things to be written down or scanned.Keeping my moral up listening to Music, Quran and Islamic lectures and on few occasions going online chatting with few freinds and family.Been on an anti social mood, switched off ?? or put it on silence my cellphone for a while. Missed my housemates presence, our dinners together(when she is around I can feel like cooking, lost me apetite), miss listening to her humming some taarabu tune and making fun of me. Played some taarabu tunes yesterday, was a bit releiving. Cleaned up her bedroom, and that made it worse again. Ended up reading, and jolting down notes to get her out of my mind . Depressing few days and the weather isnt making it easier especially when you look out the window thinking its 7pm and you realise its 4pm and still more to come. Winter, depresses all gloomy .With all the lights on, its still dark :(Would have loved to go out on a stroll but dont have the willpower to go outside. Miss the early morning sunrays, the voices of the chirping birds. Alhamdullilah, its not that cold yet. More dark, wet and cold days to come. Got to brace myself and keep my spirits high.

Guess in those few days I lost myself too, Im back on track again. My priorities.........

Natamani, natamani,...................
Tutaonana