Greetings from the home of dust I saw the tag from Dalton as a quoted response to a tweet from Samson and I tried to tweet back but my indiscipline with word counts caused me to abandon the twitter meanness for wordpress freedom. Now gentlemen, human beings find comfort in varying things and God held … Continue reading Dear Dalton and Samson
I tossed a lot last night and when my mum woke me up, I could feel it's onset.It's an ugly feeling. The drowsiness, the reluctance to leave the lying position, the exhaustion, the falling into a bottomless pit sensation. I had no strength to deal with this today.I woke up, saw my mum off and … Continue reading Coping……
Relax This piece is not for you today. It is for the many that are employed because you gave. And so I will write to them through one who we will call Jane. Jane, you are young, do you know the average age of a Ugandan? Probably not. The reports and requests must be chocking … Continue reading Dear Donor2
I joined civil society at a tender age and my career has been shaped in the NGO sector. At the time that I got in, I had the luxury of being mentored by some of the best brains in the space. They taught me what civil society truly is and told me all my and … Continue reading Dear Donor…
In the year 2017, I enrolled into Harvest Institute which is a rigorous Leadership training that runs for a year. To be able to graduate from this institute, one had to fulfill a number of requirements which included writing and publishing a book. At the beginning it seemed easy probably because it hasn't dawned on … Continue reading B for “Blood Groups” and “Big Cups”
At a tender age, i went through a class on critical thinking. It didnt make sense then. Today things happen and i relate and certain lessons make sense after all these years. *when having a conversation, be sure that you arent drowning in a spoonful of water *when words are uttered, what is said, what … Continue reading Think, Think, think a little more…..
Dear Mido, I trust that you are well. This letter comes to wish you a happy belated birthday my dear. The birthday came at a time when so much was happening that i am embarrased to say that i didnt even get a minute to say even the simplest best wish. That notwithstanding, i celebrate … Continue reading Dear Mido
We used to talk. We talked about everything and anything under the sun. We spoke about the sun, the traffic, cravings, work, sleep, everything. If anyone asked how you were, I could ably tell them what was up. In the last two months you have become a stranger. I am embarrassed when people ask after … Continue reading Dear Friend
1st October is the day my father was born. My father died on 4th March 2005. His birthday and death day are days which rarely pass without incident. I knew the day was fast approaching and I purposed to be happy. On Sunday while I taught the children, news came through that one of the … Continue reading When it rains in the Lake!
Today I attended Sex in the city, a conversation organised by Worship Harvest Nalyaa. The conversation was on what makes people(read men) stray. And as I listened in, I bumped into the conversation of the wicked other woman, the wife in despair and the very mute humble man who is innocent in this very horrible … Continue reading The patient , the headache and the panadol