@Desert Flower has a point. Few years ago, I met this Somali chick on a train station and thanked my lucky stars when the trains to our line were delayed a bit longer. We had a decent chat and I thought to myself, hallelujah, this chick is fabulous and should see her again. Suddenly, I became a Halima convert. She borrowed my phone in the pretext that her battery died out. She knew who I was, but I never saw her before. An hour later, I was taking messages and calls from friends and family because of what she told her friends spiralled out of control. We were in love and she even set a date for our nuptials. The proof happened to be my phone number in which she dialed a friend of hers. I couldn’t believe her foolishness. On a single day, I was singing her praises and she was on the top of Mount Sinai for me and by the end of the day, I saw her in a very contrasting light, she was an attention seeking dhoocil. From that day on, I kept my distance from Halimas.