LEGACY -How do you want to be remembered #UgBlogWeek

Hello beautiful people, how do you do. I know dropping this blog post is like showing up for a party after your RSVP says you couldn’t make it. It is #UgblogWeek guys and Ugandan Bloggers are dissecting the theme “Off the record legacies” the good people of Ugbloc left a few guidelines here for anyone interested…

The future of Story telling #UgBlogweek Day3

Hey Hey!!! Its #Ugblogweek people. When I read the theme for this month’s Ugblogweek, a cold shiver gripped my spine. For some reason I was afraid- afraid some of our stories will not stand the test of time enough to make it to the future. I was reminded of stories in which hare was the…

Church peoples part two #Ugblogweek

This chain was started by Mr.Ntwatwa Joel Nevender you can read part1 here. It’s a very powerful piece so I thought “Why not challenge myself!.” Here goes part2 . Everyone placed their eyes on him; Kizito, Namazzi, Mugisha, Mirembe, Omara. His wife did not. She slowly got up, back into her seat, removed her Bible…

Frustrated in love #Ugblogweek

I also decided to continue this poetry chain(am wanting wanting) Kirabo ,Shanita andCynthia did the first ,second and third parts respectively. You want to read them first. This would be part 4 Dear Valentine I only wish I could add emojis dancing to balmy days but today it’s grey The sun rose from the west…

Jaja Kagomesi #Ugblogweek

It is #Ugblogweek and Like Mable ,Phiona and many of you on this blogosphere I was waiting for someone to start a chain story I can jump into. I have read most of your stories -I read Cynthia’s poem on valentines and Joel’s story on church circus and I just couldn’t get this box of…

This Is Uganda #Ugblogweek finale

Let’s blame course work or credit crunch or anything that I want to crucify to appease my laziness. I had my week planned out but like a time bomb everything else came crashing in my face. But for now let’s write the future after all the past is in the tomb and the future is…

Social Media kungfu #Ugblogweek day 3

I grew up watching Chinese movies. For the greater part of my child hood my eyes were saved the burden of gazing at innumerable packs of rock or having to see lips hugging among other bad manners things. Sadly,as I became of age my love for Jackie Chan seemingly died out only to be replaced…

Diary of a self proclaimed writer #Ugblogweek

Ug Blog Week is here! This is that part of the month that splits asunder “the writer” and the “wannabe”. As I grew up I convinced myself of so many things, like how I had a super hero gene that was waiting for me to turn eighteen then manifest or how one day I would…

Love Letter #Ugblogweek

If you were a girl and you never received any of these things you were either too smart, too rich or anything that scared away the little boys. I vividly remember those moments in primary school where the senior lady, teacher Lillian , would come to address the assembly of students with a small piece…