Eyl is a district in Nugaal region, the state of Puntland.
The air is as fresh as it was delivered
The sea as clean as it was placed in this territory
Marine men protect the sea area
The small town looks like an ancient city
With bits of ruins still on site.
Eyl is full of life
Children run around bare footed
And sing in melodious care free voices
Women cook in small hut like kibandas
Men gather in groups at noon to chat.
I am curious, what do they talk about when they seat in small circles?
I asked the driver and his said everything.
They talk about everything.
What is everything? Anyway.
You’ll find them at every corner you take on the road
Some quite. Some so loud you’d think they are gossiping about God knows what.
It’s rare to see women out and about
They are always in the house or at the kibanda or shops
The tides are high this time of the year
Kids are advised to stay away from the sea
Adult come and watch the water from a distance until the sun sets.
The farms are doing well too.
People come all the way from Bosaso and Garowe to shop for lemons, melons and pawpaws.
I ate plenty of fish
They call it Kalun.
What will you have for lunch.
A young charming Abdalla comes to ask
There is Basto and Baris. You can have either with Kalun.
In the morning, he comes running with the three plates of Anjera wet in goat meat and soup.
I’ll have Kalun with Baris, I tell him.
Abdalla looks 11. He is on school holiday
He helps his Hoyo with the kibanda after Madrassa.
Many children he do.
It’s free labor.
Especially when you have many of them roaming around the house.
They may as well help with the business.
Well. I prefer if they let kids be kids.
They will grow up some day and help you a great deal.
Again, Eyl is my love.
A peaceful town, once known as Somalia’s capital for piracy now enjoys calm most days.
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