~The Islands of the Moon~

~The Islands of the Moon~

This is not a travel journal
And I'm not a travel journalist
I'm simply a woman
Who is all exploring
In actual I stand so far away
In what it seem pebbles of Indian Ocean
I came to find the remaining of my soul
Buried in the womb of a soil
In the Islands of Comoro
Peeled out my sorrows
Many emotions erupted with years
Frozen lava became an island interface
Listen to the rhythm of Ngazidja
The Islands of the Moon

Copyright 2007, Nasra Al Adawi

What do I remember of Comoro Islands, I recall that my dad was so proud of being Zanzibarian with roots of Mgazija (meaning Comorian) and he will be talking about the lands in the Comoro Island where his father had left him I suppose. The first time I had set foot in Comoro Islands, I was a teenager but till now I recall the scene of the road which was constructed on frozen lava. Clearly it was evidence that the island at one time had perhaps tremendous volcanic activities. It was so amazing how the dark lava created a silence rhythm. The Islands of the Moon is how it is called in Arabic (Juzr Al Qamar), I like how it sound, exotic feel. I recall the people of there; the surrounding feel had a mixture of French and Arabic Culture and of course Comorian Style. I was so amazed that many spoke proper Arabic; indeed they conversed in Arabic Fus-ha (meaning they did not speak colloquial Arabic). I also recall growing up in Dubai, that the most valuable gifts receiving from those who visited from Comoro Island is the vanilla stick, the aroma of vanilla was fresh and sense tantalizing. I'm really missing that …

This following link gives a bit of history and tales about Comoro Islands

http://www.comores-online.com/mwezinet/histoire/islandsofthemoon.htm