On the wings of forever, is where you and I, shall soar like eagles in the winds.
By my side, is a place for you my queen.
In your heart, is a kingdom I earned not.
But better yet, I received.
This I promise you, that though the winds blow otherwise, my love for you shall remain
I have just recalled an incident that befell me in the month of March. It's a very sad memory that had skipped my mind until the house-help brought it up.
It was an early Sunday morning and I was craving fried cassava. It had only been a few weeks since I had last had it but the craving at the time was so strong.
Luckily, the lady that sold it was within the neighbourhood. I wanted it tender and salty, with avocado on the side.
My wallet wasn't a hindrance and only time wasn’t on my side. That was about the time that I had decided to settle for a strict diet after I outsourced the services of a dietician and a fitness instructor.
“A few pieces of cassava aren't forbidden,” I thought.
“I will have avocado slices and a cup of bushera,” I further convinced myself.
Now, there I was, dressed in my kaftan; slipped my feet quickly into my slippers and dragged myself to the door. Hubby was getting dressed for Church as usual and I had no intentions of interrupting his plans by telling him about my craving for cassava before leaving home for service.
All he heard was the door and gate close as I watched him peep through the open curtains with a soft smile and confused countenance, perhaps wondering what I was up to.
I reached the lady’s stall and without any hesitation, I made my request known.
“Gyebaleko nyabo. Njagala yo muwogo wa lukumi.”
‘Kale nyabo, naye sirina change oyo,’ she answered in disappointment.
It was already 7:50 A.M., how couldn't she have the change by that time yet her stall is always busy and her items sold off by midday. She had to find a way. I could too but I wasn't willing to step away lest I return to a queue and, ‘Ogenda kulinda ko kw’ono gwentaddemu.’
As quick witted as I am, I suggested what I thought would solve this conundrum.
“Kale, siba wa lukumi, oja kummanja.”
‘Nedda mukwano, nze sirina muwogo wa bbanja,’ she quickly retorted.
“Kale kwata sente, nze balance ngenda kumunona.”
‘Aa ah, sisigaza sente za muntu. Oyagala kumbazisa buubi business mukwano?’
Seeing the back and forth was taking us nowhere and me running out of patience, I made the last suggestion, this time with the hope that she would see me off with the cassava in my hands.
“Omanyi, kale balance gwe musigaze. Nja kujja ompe nga mu muwogo paka bwezigwayo.”
Like a young girl kissed on the cheek by her lover, I saw her blush. Suddenly, her tone and urgency changed.
Very quickly, she packed my cassava and added a big avocado and we both agreed on the arrangements to have my future orders met with the money I had left her.
A week later, I showed up but she hadn't worked. I had no craving that time. All I was doing was chase after my money. I was now forced to eat cassava without craving it.
The next day, I sent my house-help over to go get cassava.
She walked in with empty hands and in her calm voice said, ‘Aunt, oyo omukyala teyakoze leero.’
That's when my fears grew and hubby turned to me and said, ‘Didn’t KCCA chase those people from the road side? What if she was chased?’
That lady went with my balance of forty nine thousand shilling. I handed her a 50k note and to this day, she has never showed up.
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“If a couple agrees on priorities, such as building a home or educating children, both partners must contribute. It doesn't work for one person to withhold their resources while still expecting to benefit from shared outcomes.” ~@Spartakussug
Well said, Sir 🙏
@NIRA_Ug NIRA team, I did get a NIRA birth notification form but nothing further to that. I’ve made several attempts to also register on your site, but that hasn’t amounted to much.
How do I move forward in getting a birth certificate for my child?
Dear Stranger,
Recall that day you left your parents’ home to start living on your own? Life got hard in the first months, but you locked in. Went a night, then nights without a proper meal, an empty wallet and no one to call, not even home because you did not want to give them the impression that it's hard out there. So, you promise yourself you'll figure it out!
Then one time, your calculations fail to add up and now your rent is due and the landlord is on your door knocking. You promise to pay off but things still won't add up. You try debt only for it to grow and now you are in a fix.
Remember when you sat yourself down and thought about changing careers to earn more; downgrading lifestyle just to manage your finances and even sought out for new income generating streams but never really worked it out? Yet you still locked in. Responsibilities increased. The black tax from younger siblings, the parents and the never-ending bills.
Remember when you had to make that hard choice on whether to save the last money for transport or have a meal only for a call to come in asking for money? Must have been like a mockery, yet you got over that or perhaps still are figuring it out. I know it always passes with time. Trust me, it does.
And it has now been years, and that one bag of clothes and small mattress that you left home with have now become a house with chairs, a bed, a TV, a bigger mattress, baskets of clothes and sets of kitchenware. Yes, you are still not where you want to be, but you are now much better than how it was when you’d just set out.
The growing hasn't stalled. It will only get better and you'll be able to afford those things and dreams that seem farfetched. Lock in still. It shall all work out.
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Our government’s priorities are far from the interests and benefits of its citizens.
Many Ugandans are languishing in failing healthcare. Millions are still a medical bill away from abject poverty and debt.
Hospitals are extremely understaffed, and projects have the doctor-patient ratio at 1:10,000 by 2036 if things stay the same.
Most NRHs lack not just staff but also basic equipment for critical care and drugs, yet NMS disposes tonnes of expired drugs every time. Who is failing who?
Bribery to access free medical services in national hospitals is still at an all-time high.
The Ministry of Health budget was cut by over 340b.
Now they're scrapping the payments for medical interns.
They've debated the National Health Insurance Scheme for years and done nothing about passing it, but bribes and agency are available to rush the passing of oppressive legislation such as the Sovereignty Bill.
And all these challenges go back not just to the party in power but the people we elect who will sell us off for a few silver pieces every single time. Our legislators who ought to represent the views and concerns of their constituents are simply yes-men for the highest bidder.
Like leeches, they enjoy tax-free salaries, allowances, free cars, and more money. They create opportunities for themselves and their kin, all at the expense of the taxpayer and their children.
That's why technocrats are better than mere loyalists. We'd have very little of this mess because the decisions of a few politically-motivated individuals have left the lives of thousands in the hospital wards at stake.
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367 mammal species, 20 primate species, 2 planting seasons which means 2 rain seasons.
165 lakes in such a small country, 11% of world bird species, best weather in the world( annual average 28 degrees centigrade)
Many tropical rainforests which host those primates.
Source to the longest river The Nile found in Uganda and comes out of the worlds largest tropical lake, Lake Victoria
Great cultures bwana
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A covenant doesn’t just work on autopilot; it demands a total, brutal surrender of the ego. There is a profound proverb that says you cannot shave a man's head in his absence, and then we quickly realized that applied directly to us.
We couldn't build our home or resolve our misunderstandings by maintaining distance. We had to show up and sit down together right in the middle of the discomfort, having those raw, terrifying conversations that make your chest tight and your throat dry.
It meant swallowing our pride when every defense mechanism we owned told us to build a wall of cold silence, and learning how to look at the person you love and got married to and say "I am sorry" even when your ego is screaming to be right.
Because marriage is an institution ordained by God, and at its very core, it forces you to face the raw weight of real forgiveness. It is the hard daily choice of choosing to stay in the room and hold hands when..
When the heavy repetitive reality of everyday life tries to drain every single bit of romance out of you. Nobody prepares you for what that feels like, especially the sheer, daily discipline it takes to be a wife when the early mornings catch you empty, yet you still wake up to prepare breakfast when you literally don't feel like moving a single muscle.
It is facing those quiet evenings where your own energy is entirely depleted, and the routine starts to feel much heavier than you ever expected. But that is exactly the moment you realize you are not carrying the weight alone.
You look across the room and see someone who offers grace in ways that make you marvel. It’s the way he instinctively senses your exhaustion and steps in to carry the load before you even have to ask, or how his gentle nature instantly disarms your worst moods.
His kindness is an active, protective shield that makes you look at him and realize this is the exact type of commitment every soul secretly hungers for. It taught us that the very things that test you are the ones that...
“It always seems impossible until it’s done.” — Nelson Mandela.
One day I’ll tell a story behind the amazing work we do at @Tkproperty2 . I still remember the call with my buddy @PeshK319 when all this was just talk. Seeing people recommend us from this app means everything. 🙏🏿