Let me tell you of a story that challenged me of recent. You know how often times you acquaint yourself with information in far away places and yet you know not much of what is happening in next door. That is exactly the story of Twesigye Jackson Kaguri. A child of Nyakagyezi, Jackson felt challenged that his people were being consumed by HIV/AIDS. More parents … Continue reading Celebrating #Nyaka15

Sure. Many times we keep quiet on things that we only afford to gossip about when all the damage has been done. Continue reading Comfortable, my behind

The media in Kampala has always been awash with threatening headlines that usually never live beyond a fortnight. The competition is so high that once a headline has been kicked out, it struggles to make a come back. To many, they never achieve this. The bakers of these cakes are those (in most cases) little known journalists who get overshadowed by the works of their mighty hands. The formation process of these stories is usually knitted between two warring parties.
What on earth would have given Dr Kiiza Besigye a ride to fame if it were not for HE YK Museveni? It has taken them 15 years of headline domination and yet the space still looks big enough. Dr Besigye has been tormented quite often. There are times the media forgets about him and before you know it, he makes a comeback.

Dr Kiiza Besigye Continue reading “Of Men and their tormentors”

Patience does not mean sitting back waiting and complaining. It is the continuous pursuit towards the discovery of self and the endless search for answers.
We live at a time when words are so near our tongues. We easily speak without necessarily coming to conclusions of what we are supposed to say or even do.
Our fingers are so fast that they can type anything; a post or comment without analyzing the facts or any other details that can be involved.
This does not make us any better. It only kills us.
A case in point is that of Enid Mirembe. Enid is the force (fa behind the Rolex Festival that has left many people talking( read complaining, criticizing, defacing).
Enid Mirembe with the Minister for Tourism  Continue reading “Forget about the rolex, think of Enid Mirembe”

Disclosure: This blog is written in English. Tell me where you stay and I will direct you to your stage in Paka Enkadde. For starters, Paka Enkadde is the old taxi park along Barton Street in the downtown of the Central Business District of Kampala. So to make my work easier, I will code mix the two terms to form Park Enkadde. You wonder why the … Continue reading Paaka Enkadde

Depending on where adolescence found you, you may say bodaboda  or  borabora,  the reader will have to put the term to context. There is no other term as close to give it a second meaning. I am one of the very many privileged Ugandans who have used the boda (as we prefer to call to it) at all times and at all costs. You know … Continue reading Lets Talk Bodaboda

Whitney Houston in her song Greatest Love Of All, made her appeal known to the world “I believe the children are our are future Teach them well and let them lead the way Show them all the beauty they possess inside Give them a sense of pride to make it easier” It is against this background that the Rotary Club of Kampala North is joining hands … Continue reading #ForTheChildrenUganda

Let me tell you about a friend of mine. His name is Peter Kagayi.  He prefers to be addressed as Kagayi Mutanga. Along the way he lost interest in the Christian name for reasons best known to him. But that is not the reason I am writing this. This blog is about Kagayi and his works. He has taken a step that I have not … Continue reading The Headline That Morning

Let me tell you about Carol It is 4pm when Steven Daniels and I walk into Carol Atuhirwe’s home. We are moved by the big numbers of people already in. We are here to visit Carol. Carol is one of the victims of the defunct radiotherapy machine that was in the news about two weeks ago. Her family and friends are running a campaign dubbed #SaveCarol. … Continue reading Together we can #SaveCarol

  What if we talked of civilization and its effects on us Of abandoned libraries And well stocked bars And the glorious worship of TV soaps And fully fledged boutiques Or for the sake of euphemism “Naked brains in knit cut suits”   Shall we blind ourselves from modern day slavery The key to a well paying future in the foreign land Being exported as … Continue reading Shall we talk about these things