What does your name mean? Maybe not many people know the meaning of their names, only a privileged few, like me, do. Her late parents might not have known or they had their own reasons why they christened her Bugingo but it was far more than they had imagined. The last thing a teenage girl expects to befall her life is sickness. And not just … Continue reading My Name Is Life
The habit of reading can be related to that of drinking water. To some, water is life and somehow they manage to drink more than a litre a day. To some, water is as troublesome as swallowing tablets. It is not something they do with ease. They plan and even pray about it. To others, reading is a dreaded activity. It comes with memories of forced … Continue reading MIND YOUR BRAND
I was a freshman at university when Makerere celebrated 90 years of her existence. One of the activities done to mark off the celebrations were a series of lectures on different topics. However, the main public lecture which filled the main hall to overflowing capacity was the one where Dr Martin Aliker was hosted. We all sat straight up, the senior citizens, the teaching staff … Continue reading The Bell Is Ringing
Growing up in the slums of Katwe, Livingstone Mukasa promised himself to live a different life from that of his father. His father came from Masaka to Kampala to make ends meet. He settled in Katwe only to be joined by his son Livingstone who was joining secondary school in 1992 at St Joseph’s Nsambya. As a teenager in a slum environment, Livingstone promised himself … Continue reading On Retirement, Livingstone Mukasa shares
Forget about Mbale. Kapchworwa is beautiful. It is serenely quiet, green and cold. It is raised on high and waltzes thick with life. The hills and the rounding corners are nothing compared to the clean air that runs through your nostrils from the time you cross the line after Sironko that point when your eyes can afford to zoom in the sight of the waterfalls … Continue reading Uphill to the Sipi Falls
Of recent jumping out of bed has been a boring sport. I wake up lazily pulling together disbanded body parts from wherever they were spread in the course of sleep. This Sunday morning was not any different, maybe, it was even worse. Usually I have a book I am reading before sleep steals me away. That same book starts me off my new day. I … Continue reading dRUnK by Jackson Biko
One thing with group travels is the chaos that never misses. There is always that one person who delays the rest of the group as they give disjointed excuses, “I’m on a boda”, “I’m stuck in traffic”, “My shoe has a flat tyre”, “I forgot my wallet,” “I thought departure was two hours form now”. Somehow the excited crew always finds the patience to wait … Continue reading On a mission for a Sipi Falls Excursion (Part 1)
Every time I have been thinking of writing about Nevender, my mind has always raced back to my first literature class at university. It was conducted by Prof Abasi Kiyimba alias AK. “My role here is very simple. I’m supposed to make you love literature,” avowed AK. True to his word, AK made us love literature. Not because he discouraged the writing of notes in … Continue reading The name Nevender
It is an action packed mid-morning with one meeting after another. Our meeting is scheduled for 11 AM and I am wondering whether I’ll beat the time. Meanwhile, we have not yet decided on the meeting place, so I hang around the nearest kafunda as I wait for my guest to finish hers. Later we agree to meet at one of Kampala’s intersection meeting points, … Continue reading A Word with Josephine Kaleebi
We all wish to live a good life only that seldom we know how! So many things are in our heads that we do not have a break-off session to think through the things we want. In the end, we move about carrying baggage in our heads. It becomes so heavy leading to a lot of things. We become stressed, disillusioned and worn out of … Continue reading Have a Good Life
