Somali Names Novels & Stories

He don't know what the hell is happening. "Ok Ok i will explain the whole truth to you but promise me you will not tell Haris" Somia said while making Haris smile because she said that don't tell to Haris when she is telling something to Haris. "SIT STRAIGHT KEEP QUIET" Her teacher vibes were coming out. "The thing is , I AM SOMIA" Somia said with a big smile "Now you understand budhu?" Somia asked(budhu: stupid) "No , you are Aima . My Aima . And i am happy , you are at your previous appearance" Haris said with a smile

“Go away.” “Somi.” “My name is Soma,” I bark. “Somadina. Get out.” He backs off the bed slowly, but to my horror, he doesn’t leave. His eyes flicker, switching colors from gray to ember red before he pulls at the hem of his shirt. I scream in protest, my hands flying over my eyes.

Heard Ashar’s voice and calm down. “Hello Sir. Sorry Sir!!” “Have you get home and do you love all those clothes?” “I have got home and like them, thanks Sir!” Saying with lower voice. “Okay!, have a sweat dream about our last night Okay!” Somia breath in and cut off. Somia had never knew Ashar’s name and didn’t knew how to ask. Just waiting for the time someone would mistakenly called him.

“Mama.” “Yaa, I heard you got a new job.” Yaa is my Ghanaian name. Mama likes to call us by our Ghanaian names because she doesn’t want us to forget our roots, even though we’ve only been to Ghana less than six times. Yaa is the name given to a girl born on Thursday. Ray’s Ghanaian name is Abena. She was born on a Tuesday. Names given to children based on the day they were born are called soul names or kradin in Twi -Mama’s native language- and they are very important in the Ghanaian culture.

I didn't care to know but I did like it when she talked. "Her name is Hadiyah—but everyone calls her Haadi for nickname. She is Moalima's daughter. Her parents run the Madrasah. She is from Kashmir but lives in Gulf— Do you know Kashmir, Naveed?" Her voice clashed with my ears but I sufficed to respond with a Nop, popping the P.

When a woman gets pregnant, she goes to the Oracle and it tells her a phrase that will describe the kid, and from that phrase, the name of the child is chosen. Mine is 'The well-behaved child who comes to help you in the dark'! And from that, my name became Nsomi Eileithya D'Arcy. Nsomi means 'a well-behaved child'. Eileithya means 'she who comes to help you'. And D'Arcy means 'dark' and it's the surname of my family. All the phrases the Oracle gave to all of the members of my dad's bloodline end with that single word, and so, that's also proof of who is and who isn't from our bloodline. The same goes for every other family.

Aisha's mother said "It's okay, but what is your name please, because since you arrived we don't know what to call you or should we just continue with the mama Tehzeeb is calling you?" Hajiya Kaltumi said smiling at what she herself said "Gaskiya kam( you're right) because I think that will be best" Mrs Habiba Tehzeeb mother said smiling too "My name is Gogo Ramatu, you know Tehzeeb is my like my daughter now, so she calling me mama is okay by me because that's what my daughter call me" Gogo Ramatu said

“ Kartik do you remember that person's name whom they were calling the head man? ” asked Krish while Kartik rubbed his forehead and then said excitedly “ Yeah, I just recalled, his name was Mudrika, I also have heard a few names like Bhola, Mutru, Bhalla... Yeah, I have heard these names there.. ” “ Naksh, do you hear it? You have to search tribe Kuki's men with these names and try to find something more about this nomad group, ” said Krish while Naksh nodded before he left the cabin.

He asked me with a small smile. I nodded eagerly. He walked closer to us and greeted Gamu in their language. Gamu didn't reply, she just lowered her eyes and nodded. “I have a name now.” I told Yoké with excitement. “Really?” His eyes beamed open. “What's it?” “Rena.” He looked at me and frowned. “Who gave you that name?” “Furah. It's beautiful right?” He nodded with zero enthusiasm. “In that case, Rena, meet my best friend Uma. Uma, Rena.”

"What is your name again?" "My parents named me Efulefu. My name is Efulefu." "That is an odd name for a happy boy. Well, since Efulefu is your name, am i free to call you that?" "Yes! Great one." Osisiakalaka drew closer to Efulefu and held his shoulders. "Efulefu we still have unfinished business in Umuise. You must listen to everything that I have to say carefully. The next phase of your life may depend on the words of the gods that I am about to tell you."