The (over)thinker; አካብዴ tendencies. አስቴር አወቀ

No blasphemy but I am not crazy about Sundays.

Cooking finally done, I have told her that I would call after shower. After her, I sure wouldn’t mind calling my friend from Ohio (ቃለ መጠይቆች ምናምን ላይ ሰዎች እንዲህ ማለት ለምን አስፈለጋቸው? “…አንድ ወዳጄ ነበር:: አሁን ያለው አውስትራሊያ ነው:: …” አሁን ወዳጅህ የት እንዳለ አሁን ማን ጠየቀህ?! Degmo you know that ኤፍሬም እንዳለ story: ሰርግ ላይ የእንኳን ደስ አላችሁ መልዕክት ሲተላለፍ “…ቲቲ ከዲሲ ቸብ ቸብ ቸብ ዳኒ ከዳላስ ቸብ ቸብ ቸብ አንሙት ክንዴ ከደባርቅ ሳሳሳሳሳቅ”) Then I get a text from my former roommate: “I sure wouldn’t mind Etyopian coffee with bread from Etyopia.” I’m pressed for time.

The time issue እንዳለ ሆኖ another thing that had me worried was the “bread from Etyopia” part. Of course I had made him coffee a couple of times before. But what if the bread part was a pun? You know, what if he is trying to make fun of our የዳቦ reputation, or the lack thereof? መቼም የሰው ነገር አይታወቅም:: God knows how other Africans make fun of us. መቼም አንዴ ስማችን ጠፍቷል:: እንደገናም እየጠፋ ነው This being a year when my people are starving, again. Not to mention my people  shooting my people {even children} on the head, again. ወሬው ሁሉ የሚያስፈራ እንዲል መዝሙሩ. Every now and then “Ethiopia” searches lead to unsavory jokes. (Etyopia is not in the Middle East mofos! I once sat next to this woman on a plane. Why do I mention that it was on a plane? Refer to a previous parenthesis. ብቻ she was telling me how she had plans to visit the apostolic route of Saint Paul; and how it was a pity that Palmyra had been destroyed and it’s a no go zone; were there any Roman ruins in Etyopia? አረ ባክሽ ሴትዮ! ጳውሎስ በኛ በኩል አልፎ አያውቅም. ድንገት ካየው ካንዬን ጠይቂው)


I think the matter to death and finally settle on a reply: “… could you please come a little bit later… I got you fam, on the coffee…But the bread, you know we’ve been having that drought, man 🙂 could be problematic.” If he was trying to be funny at our expense, I was trying to rob him of the joy by telling the joke myself.  Being proactive.

Well, cometh the hour, cometh the man, ግንድ የሚያህል ዳቦ ተሸከሞ:: I had not foreseen that. I try to save face, tell him I was joking. Show him the mad bread that I got. ከፈለግክ ቤግልም አለ:: እሺ የሚቀባ ምን ልስጥህ? Dude had used his own spreads before leaving home. Bread was good to go. He even told me that half of the bread was for me 😀  በፍጹም  ኢትዮጵያዊ ይሉኝታ እምቢ አልኩ:: Keza I መጋበዝ him the on point rice I had made– በሞቴ! ከዛ ዓለም ዘጠኝ ሆነ:: ሩዝ ተበላ: ቡና ተጠጣ:: Current fellow African roommate joined in.  ጨዋታ ደራ  “…women complain about everything, everyday….you have to be tolerant…..village girls are more well-behaved than city girls…it’s difficult to be married and go to school at the same time… ” ናይጄሪያውያን ወንድሞቻችንን ደግሞ አማን 😀

The previous day…

ውጭ አገር ላለው ሌላኛው ወዳጄ ገጠሬ እንዲህ አልኩት:


ሰለአስቴር ምንም የምጨምረው ነገር የለም:: ፍቅር ናት:: እግዚያብሄር ይባርካት:: One could never count her off. She manages to touch the heart almost every time; even with wishy washy songs like Wishy Washy 😀

አቶ ገጠሬ. ሰለአስቴር ለመጻፍ ከፈለግክ እንዲህ ብለህ ትጀምር ዘንድ እመክራለሁ: “ሁሉንም ነገር የአዮዋው ወዳጄ ተናግሮ ጨርሶታል:: ግን አንዳንድ ነጥቦች ለማከል ያህል…”

Please make a certificate (like the one you provided last time 😉 ) to the effect that I have hereby decided to transfer a year from the remainder of my life to Aster’s account. She deserves it.


New year, same old shtick, with slight modifications.

Wave after wave of ዕውቀት hitting me like the sea does rocks. Found a couple of hitherto undiscovered grey, nay, white hairs and couldn’t help but be amused, excited and worried all at the same time. As if the receding hair line, the vitamin and q tip packs I went through were not warnings enough…


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