Fellow Ugandans, especially the Bazzukulu, greetings.
After consultations with the national epidemic response task force and religious leaders, we have decided to postpone the Martyrs' Day to a later date, which will be communicated.
This decision was made because Uganda receives thousands of pilgrims annually from Eastern Congo, which is currently experiencing an Ebola outbreak. To safeguard everyone's lives, it is essential that this important event be postponed.
I encourage those who had begun their journey to return home, continue observing the precautionary measures, report anyone who is sick, and encourage those who are ill to seek medical care.
We regret any inconvenience caused, but the protection of life must come first.
Signed:
Yoweri K. Museveni
PRESIDENT
Dear Denis, My name is Joan. I got married to my husband when I was 24, and together we have four children. We’ve been living a normal life, and everything was fine until last week when something happened.
I had never caught my husband cheating or even flirting with another woman. We both had access to each other’s phones and passwords, and we had always been faithful. That’s why what I’m about to share has completely broken my heart, and I feel so worthless right now.
A few weeks ago, my husband unexpectedly changed his phone password. When I asked why, he said he wanted a new one because someone at work might have learned the old password, so he didn’t feel safe. Because I trusted him, I believed his story, but it was all a lie 😭.
Denis, I started noticing some changes. My husband began coming home late several times, and when I asked, he said he’d had a stressful day at work and needed some time out. His job can be demanding, and I understood what he might be going through, so I didn’t question it much.
Then one particular day, he didn’t return home. When I asked, he said he had gone out with friends, drank too much, and passed out, so he slept at a friend’s place. By this time, I had started sensing that something wasn’t right.
To cut a long story short, all this time my husband had been secretly organizing a wedding with a woman who had introduced me to him 😭😭😭😭. A close friend later told me they had actually been dating since the day she introduced him to me 💔💔. At first, she didn’t want him because he was poor, so she connected him to me. I was young and didn’t mind his financial situation, so I fell in love. He’s very handsome, I couldn’t resist. He’s caring, loving, and responsible.
He worked very hard to build the life we have now, and he’s now wealthy, I can’t deny that. When this friend saw that he was doing well, she came back for him with full force.
On the day he came home late, they had gone for kukyala, and on the day he didn’t return home, they had a kwanjula 💔💔💔😭😭😭😭.
Last weekend was their wedding 💔💔💔😭😭. I feel betrayed. I feel terrible. I gave this man my life, only for him to treat me this way.
He hasn’t returned home since last week. He knows that I know. He doesn’t pick up my calls. My children miss him so much. He had such a strong bond with them, and now they’re asking questions I don’t have answers to 😭😭😭😭😭😭.
Denis, I feel played.
I am 51 and deeply regret not having kids.
I was stringently brainwashed into believing that I should never have children.
I’ve never even been pregnant as far as I know. I was on birth control from age 16 through age 49.