I continue to struggle with the death of my friend, His Majesty King Oyo Nyimba Kabamba Iguru IV.
I have watched him grow, and I have seen the heart he carried for his people. Perhaps that is what makes this loss so difficult to accept. None of us ever believed that the King would leave us this soon, especially at a time when we still needed to work together to transform our communities.
He loved God, and every time we met, we prayed together, asking God to help us achieve our crazy dreams for our people. I was looking forward to this yearโs Empaako celebrations, where I hoped to serve coffee to the people of Tooro.
I will serve coffee in his absence, carrying with me the memories, dreams and hope we shared.
Gone too soon, my friend.
Power of a innovation - the soil that was excavated from the hills of Kabuhungu Piled into this amazing facility that will develop talent and promote coffee as beverage - farmers will get more from their pockets. This humbled me yesterday and realized the power of creativity
Dear average Ugandan,
donโt fall victim for that social media pressure.
All they post is Highlights!
In real life people go to work, businesses fail, losses happen, that โfancyโ food isnโt eaten on a daily, no one gets to vacation every weekend. Everyone is out here silently trying to survive.
Letโs get to work. There is always a price to payโ๏ธ.
Go fast and first fill your fuel tanks/reservoirs at the current fuel prices especially those that use PMS. Fuel prices are about to get crazy thatโs if youโll be able to find any.
Donโt say I didnโt tell you!
According to Mollyโs own defence and going by the prosecutionโs submission earlier, this is what she suggests:
1- Katanga got her in the bathroom as she brushed her teeth and out of the blue, he started hitting her with a baton โ๐พ
2- She fell on her knees as he continued hitting her before she blacked out. This means everything happened in the bathroom and not in the master bedroom.
3- After she fell down and Katanga called her name three times without response, mbu he said; โnow Iโm going to kill myselfโ and Bang! A huge sound went off.
This means after Katanga shot himself from the master bedroom, he couldnโt die before framing his wife. He went back to the bathroom, planted Mollyโs finger prints on the killer gun, collected some blood from her and sprinkled it around the master bedroom and onto the sealing, took the gun to the next bedroom across, came back to the master bedroom, lied down and died!!!!
Tusabire nnyo abalamuzi who have the patience to not only listen but also write down every piece of this crap.