Growing up, there were days when you would feel ignored. Extremely ignored by the adult of your affection in the homestead. The neck of the house. The human whose core is the center of your happiness. Your mother. If she was happy, you were happy. If she was sad, you were sad. If her Chi …
Dearest Okello, Your lies AwobiGoba niAre pricelessThey shine brightCalo lacer Ingeyo goba gireYour craft of lyingOnce polishedLord knows Your lies AwobiAre uncut diamonds
Dearest Awobi, If ever we get a problem in our relationship; and this will happen, it wont be brought by the easterly winds. It won’t be a consequence of some abiba activity from the south, nor the dry season whirlwinds of the north. It will be from your failure to gift me one of the …
Dear Adaa, How are the heavens?! Are you soaring on them clouds? Are you and Kwara still a couple? Or do the rules of earthly marriages don’t work up there? Is heaven really like they preach about down here below? Do you guys sloth about all day with no chores, no bills and no pains …
In my eyes life is like a massive dance floor with each of us handed down a different song, a unique lyric to dance to by the Tune Master. Each is perfected to our setting and character. Yet, We see our friends enjoying their song and we want to dance like them. We refuse our …
Overview picture of Namayiba bus terminal. Online picture “Soda, water, soda, water?” “Power bank, headphones, memolicards?” “Sista? Breakfasti?” “Chips, river, chips, river?” “Buksi, buksi blaaza? Buksi sista?” Those are bus hawkers moving through the bus isle and shoving their wares at you. It comes in various degrees. Some overtly intrusive. Some overtly aggressive. And some, …
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Back in the day in Chua county Mucwini. Around that time when Oxfam came and helped rid us of Guinea worm; two choo. Before the war pa Abiro came and we had to go all the way to Lubone through Paloga as oring-ayela. Refugees……. Before Alice Lakwena took our fathers to war and some never …
You bedazzle me, Awobi!You entertain my madnessLit wiya ni pe ilworoYou love me kede like that You awaken the genie in meIneno ber na that others don’t seeYou see uncut diamond where I see nothingYou are one in 3,000 years You are 0.89274 of 99%A rare percentage occurrenceYou are that flight of love to boardLighting …
This Nalweyiso girl. She sends me subtle annoying text messages. Says I can keep the ring. While she keeps the man. She does not know who the real keeper of the man is. An. Me. Min Ot. People do not call me Min Ot pa Okello for nothing. I am the wife. She is the …
Some drivers in the Kampala jam remind one of the food queue at a church function in the village. There’s always that one person, that person ahead of you. That one person is oblivious to the people behind him. He is mostly laid back. The kind that is not-bothered-by-many-things laid back, including food queuing time. …