Born in Berbera (North-West) in the late 19th century, he managed to acquire a reputation as a young child for his honest and peculiar ways. Nick-named Dabcasar by his co-residents in Berbera, he acquired this uncommon byname, as a young child, for his entrepreneurial baking skills.
Having lost his father (Xirsi Akaal) near Doollo (Western Somalia) whilst being an active participant of the famous anti-colonial Daraawiish struggle; the only badge of consolation that he inherited was an honourary lament of the tenacious valour of his father by the leader of the Daraawiish, forever immortalised in one of his famous poems (Daraawiishta Saalixiya):
Yay dani ka haysaa raggi Doollo lagu laayey?
Nimankii deldelay Waafir sow loogu dudi maayo
Duddihii Xirsiyahaa (Xirsi Akaal) ma waan loo danqanahayni
(Aw Jaamac Cumar Ciise mentioned in the footnote of the poem: Xirsi is Xirsi Cabdulle Khalaf [Xirsi Akaal])
He migrated from his native city with a family of his own to the environs of the western region of Wardheer (Western Somalia) in the late 1940s. Rejuvenating his entrepreneurial skills; he soon established a shop of his own thereby joining the trade circle of the region.
In 1958, he and a group of businessmen relocated their business activities to an empty semi-arid area which is presently the location of Caabudwaaq — the now-buzzing town in Galgaduud region. Aadan Low — a SYL politician — convinced the Italians to dig wells in order to permenantise the new settlers’ new residence. This ignited a new wave of migration from the surrounding areas and the rest is history.
Amongst his many famous idiosyncratic manners was his everyday dealings with his customers. Those who could not afford his items, he would still give it to them reminding them that he would take their payment in Jannah by Allaah’s will.
He died in the late 1970s, may Allaah have mercy on him.
May Allaah have mecry on him
I loved the fact that he use give to his customer who couldn’t afford to buy