Marrakech, Morocco …2

This little ancient town has been good to me. I didn’t know my body needed this trip, my mind too. When I was checking into the airport, after a long fantastic week, it felt like I was leaving a part of me here.

The sun rising across the Atlas Mountains as the cab headed towards the airport was quite the dramatic reverie.

I’ve learnt to check in online, and as is the blessing, there was no WiFi today morning at the hotel! Imagine my surprise.

Anyway…

I get to the airport, get my ticket and head straight to the boarding area! Again, I’ve learnt that if you are not well versed with the place, it’s better to get there earlier. I’ve nearly missed flights before because hey…another story for another time.

Always travel light, literally

I wait at my boarding area trying to figure out the internet while hoping I can get a few messages in. Traveling light always helps you with movement through check ins. The Entebbe airport is sometimes misleading, with only two functioning gates, but where they are several and you have to cut across Kampala to board, moving light is an advantage. Imagine running across the airport with your luggage in tow because it’s the final boarding call? Imagine!

As the time to board ticks and they start making the call, I head towards the counter. When I get to the ticket counter, I am told my ticket has been changed. I look at the number 2F! When I was coming to Marrakech, I got the middle seat and that gets frustrating because you have no window view, and my plan this time was to get one – 11F. When I get on the plane and look for 2F, I quickly realize I am in the premium/business class! WOOT WOOT! I just got upgraded! Look at what Marrakech is doing for me!

I am seated in business class as I type this! This city has shown me love like no other. Traveling has a way of bringing us back home – home to where our dreams lie.

My memories are in the photos, the awesome conversations had at the conference, meeting new and exciting people, people passionate about their dreams. It’s in the conversations had at cafes, shopping done in Jamaa El Fna! It’s in people like Faboye, Fantaye, Tokie, Chilangwa and Alpha! It’s in realizing how small your home is compared to the dreams! Or how culture in Africa cuts across! It’s honestly not any different! The food and the dance!

You will eat more bread in Marrakech like you have never before! The pastry work is amazing! Sweets too.

Marrakech sees the sun rise at 7:30 am in the morning, and the town come to life at 10:00pm! It’s standing in particular corners to access WiFi! The Atlas Mountains in the back drop create a fantastic paint canvas. It’s in the multiple languages spoken, French, Arabic and broken English. The taxi rides you pay for according to how well spoken you are.

Everything is ‘I will give you good price!’

It’s in the ancient stone walls, the gateways, the landscapes! Oh, the landscapes! Is this really a dessert! The warm sun and cold evenings!

Ah, Marrakech!

Great stories surely have been written about the loves found in Marrakech and mine is just another one. A great story.

Via Via – Entebbe

I am not one to celebrate birthdays unlike my wife who would willing make a scene if we didn’t celebrate hers. And I love my wife for that, especially the things she’s madly interested in. I’ve recently found that we are different and yet similar in many ways.

Anyway, I am not a big birthday buff, and my wife is.

When I was growing up, we rarely celebrated birthdays at home, and seeing as two thirds of us celebrate our birthdays in the first quarter of the year, we usually just celebrated one – in January and commemorated the others there after.

So, when my wife asked me what I wanted for my birthday, well, I said I wanted nothing. You should have seen her face! WHAT? What do you mean nothing? I was comfortable in having a special meal and that was it! She honestly believed I was kidding!

What is interesting though is that my mother in law and I share a birthday and so I encouraged her to focus on making her day special. I would be just fine! For the longest time, my friends and I would just go grab a beer and call it a night, and maybe get a cake. My wife went into full celebration mode.

My birthday was last week on Wednesday so;

I had the special dinner (with her) on Wednesday after grabbing a quick drink with my friends. And I was happy, and called it a birthday well spent.

Thursday is MT – Marriage Time (thanks to Winzi’s guidance, you should get in touch if you are serious about this thing) and we spent it cooking for each other and experimenting with recipes!

We were supposed to spend the weekend in Entebbe as I was accompanying her for a conference there. And that’s when we landed on this little cozy hot spot, and my my was my birthday starting. Via Via is amazing. Romantic getaway or just a get away, just go there and see how you will get away! The service is top notch, ambiance – amazing, and most of all, the people are just fantastic. Be ware not to feed the dogs! I learnt the bark way! Friday was bang!

Saturday, we had fish! How do you go to Entebbe and NOT eat fish! We convened at Kaz Gardens to wind down the evening and the birthday! It was all laughs until the games began! Please, I beg, stay away from 30 Seconds if you and your loved ones want to continue your beautiful relationship! Do. Not. Mess. With. That. Game!

Back home exhausted, I was awoken early Sunday morning for a breakfast plan – 7:00am which we were supposedly supposed to have with my mother in law but alas, it was my mother who had surprised me! What’s a birthday without the Cafe Javas’ team singing for you! Yeah! What a way to begin Sunday! And then we had to go celebrate my mother in law’s birthday there after. I could barely eat anything!

Let it be known that my prowess in eating my in-laws’ food is something I am proud of. It is not a joking subject.

Well, there was cake! And we cut cake! What a way to start and end the birthday week! It was pure joy and kudos to my wife for surprising me after asking me for what I wanted for my birthday. In case you are not afraid of losing our relationship, join me and my wife for Taboo or 30 Seconds in our new home! Fire, only!

Happy birthday C.K!

 

The Ethos of The Thought Process

This is a draft title of a blog post I was probably going to write in 2013! Wow!

About a week ago, I was celebrating 11 years, on wordpress.

Some of me can’t believe I’ve been writing for that long but hey, here I am.

It’s not surprising that I started to write before I joined facebook or even twitter. Before I opened this blog on wordpress, I shared some of my musings on campuser.net. It was mostly for free sms-es, which were quite a big thing back in the day but alas, whatsapp!? Then I opened a blogspot – crazy, before settling for wordpress.

WordPress has always had the cool themes and I honestly preferred the UI compared to blogspot. So, in good faith, I am conducting an interview with myself. I will ask the questions, and answer them! Right?

Q1. When did you start or pick interest in writing?

A. It was in Form 1 of my high school, back in 2001. I remember attending a seminar where a one Fr Baka or Baaka encouraged us to keep journals. And when I started to keep one, I realized I like to muse and think and eventually calumniating into this little writing. Eventually I was on the Eagle magazine team curating the SMACK Culture in 2006. Writing in a way comes easy because it’s like I am listening to my thoughts. And as strange as that sounds, my thoughts are really cool!

Q2. Do you have an influences and/or do you have a source for all the writing you do?

A. No! I honestly don’t have influences or sources. I have interests, true but most are random. I occasionally write about architecture, a little bit of satire and more about my life experiences. But, I am not boggled down by specifics. I am not an avid reader but I do remember attempting to write a novel, fantasy like. I’d read David Eddings’ the Tamuli – Domes of Fire series and my mind was blown. The novel is still stuck in my head. Recently though, I’ve been reading a lot of Wuxia and Xianxia. They are quite a read.

Music plays a big part in my writing. Most times, I have music for particular seasons and moments and to best capture a moment, I will look for a particular song to listen to. Music is my muse. Also (Since when did sentences begin with also?)! Before I write, I tend to take a lot of time thinking – about the message, the feeling, the structure, the nuances and much more. I could take a week or two, or even a few hours composing what to write in my head and then I shall type or pen it down. Sounds hectic, right? On the other hand, when I write, it doesn’t take more than an hour to fully compose what I am writing on. If it does though, then chances are it’s going to end up in my draft just like this one once was.

Q3. What are you passionate about?

A. Thinking! (I am cheating here because the blog is called the Thought Process.) I am passionate about writing. I find it’s something I can do and not feel burdened while doing it. I am passionate about Design and Construction. I also have a blog here albeit it’s been a minute since I curated on it. Basketball too. I call myself a professional amateur. I am also passionate about love! *wink wink!

Q4. What lessons have you learnt about your art? About writing?

A. I honestly wish people didn’t read anything on this blog before 2011! Truly, I pray no one ever does. When I started to write for publishing, I was forced to take on an editor who’d constantly check on me and my grammar, phonetics and punctuation. I also learnt more about tone and nuances in writing. I remember writing a 10 line paragraph back in the day where I believe one would need to quench their thirst after trying to read it all at once. Now, after a couple of seminars and writing for a few professional zines, I’ve gotten the hang of it. It still plays me sometimes but not as bad as it was before.

Q5. Any lessons or nuggets you can share?

A. Uhm! Edit your writing! For someone who hates editing my work, I’d encourage you get an editor. I tend to publish my draft and then come back to edit it later. So most times, what people read is my unedited raw writing. The disadvantage is that you will get a few tenses wrong, and yet you want the reader not to cringe at what you write. Also, keep writing. I’ve been writing for a long time now, close to 18 accumulated years but I just never seem to run out the zeal to write. I love what I write about. Most of what I write hits close to home, and sometimes there’s personal experiences. Some work I share, and other times, I just keep it to myself. I do have my occasional readers but well, the writing is mostly done for me.

I am told that reading also does the trick so maybe read a little and see for yourself.

Q.6 Any conclusions, remarks?

A. Yeah, please subscribe. I’ve made it a point to write at least once or twice a month. Sometimes twice a day like today, so please subscribe. And thank you for reading. I like it when you read.

13-01-2019

Day 1

Today, when I woke up, it didn’t dawn on me that I was married! Now, much later in the wee morning hours as I wait to set off for my honeymoon, it’s creeping onto me that I am actually married!

Do I feel any different?

No! Nah!

Maybe?

Yes! Yes I do!

Yesterday was sooooooo much fun! From waking up early to preparing the groomsmen to going to church, and going to some more church, and saying We Do, to the crazy photo shoot and later party! It’s been a great time and was a great day!

Weird thing though, it seems guys had more fun at my party than I did! Like, they balled out for real!

I honestly want reviews for my wedding!

Yesterday, God did it!

1. It shone the entire day! I was worried about the rain and how crazy it would be since our wedding was at the water front! But, it didn’t rain and we had a fantastic day!

2. It feels weird, in a good way, to be wearing a ring, a freaking WEDDIN’ ring! I like it!

3. Friends came through for me! Family came through for me more! I love you guys, and if you read this, I am going to revenge kindly on you guys!

4. It feels good to be called Mr and Mrs!

5. Yeah, I got the ring! Not her, me! I got the ring! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Happy New Year folks!

2018

In summary!

1. I am getting married! I knew this day would one day come, and I am excited for it but some of me thinks this is incredulous! Many times, when I thought I’d get here, I didn’t it imagine it would be like what I’ve experienced in these last few months! Part of me still thinks this is a dream! Most of all, my partner is the best thing that has happened to me! Every morsel of my being just wants to relive this moment over and over again! I am so excited! The organization has been be a journey too!

2. Rethinking your business! This has been a very difficult year, seeing as how it began on a bang! I found that I am still struggling with the human resource aspect! And most of all, everyone has their own selfish interests. But we’ve grown! We’ve learnt and we’ve restarted afresh!

3. Peace of mind is something that takes forever to have or even get! But I’ve mapped my way around it! I’ve followed the steps to get to zen!

4. Christ oh Christ! My faith has been tested, or rather, I’ve tested my faith! I’ve held truth to the Word and many times I have stumbled! But I’ve gotten up again and again!

5. I am thankful everyday for this gift called life! It’s amazing if you think about it!

6. The family is getting bigger! Getting married means more family and my new family is amazing! I have been blessed!

7. I think this year has set precedents for an amazing 2019!

89. It was a Merry Christmas and these happy holidays have been spent planning the forthcoming wedding!

10. Happy new year to you! Yes you, who’s reading this, have a fantastic new year filled with growth, success, joy, happiness and most of all peace!

Martyrs’ Day

Today is June 3rd!

We celebrate those who sacrificed their lives for what they believe in!

And, well, it’s got me thinking. Not the reflecting kind of thinking but, thinking!

Looking at these many religions and faith, how is it that there are different gods but just ONE devil? Somebody shared this with me sometime ago and I was amused just pondering on it.

The Ugandan Martyrs who died over 100 years ago died for what they believed in, so what about you? I was watching this is Nigeria, a satirical version of this is America which ideally addresses the issues Nigeria is facing. And in both videos, the artistes are sharing their beliefs in what is happening and trying to bring to our attention the elements that need to change!

When the Martyrs stood for what they believed in, they were castigated, and hated for trying to share their truths.

Faith for me is something that I’ve been pondering about! And I ask, all these denominations seeking the same God, sharing similar principles, why then do you fight against each other? How do you call for brotherly love and still fight against each other in the name of your religion being better?

Looking back home and seeing what’s going on and seeing, can I make a this is Uganda video? What would be in it? And if they are things I believe in, would I be willing to die for them?

Christ died for what HE believed and he set a precedence for what would become the church and yet here I am, calling out other churches…

These are just reflections this day

On Parenting

Guys, would you want to have a child like you? Do you believe you’d be an awesome parent if you had a child like you?

This post is sponsored by me; in a moment of reflection, I’ve asked and tasked myself, would I be a parent to me? A good parent like mine have been. Patient and understanding like they have been. Empowering and difficult like they have been!

To better understand what I am writing about, I am getting married to the most amazing person. Like for real for real! She’s so dope that nothing, and I say nothing can stop me from doing anything for her. But that’s besides the point. We’ve recently been talking about children, how many and nebigenderako to mention but a few.

Children are a gift from God and like a gift, it’s an amazing thing.

But am I gift to my parents?

Me as me, nze nga nze, I find myself difficult! My parents used to call him mawire pronounced as ma from mother and wire as in electric wire! I used to snap faster than a shot was fired. I remember fighting with the entire family, and I mean, ENTIRE family because my young brother changed a the channel on TV while I was watching! Woooow! Still surprises me!

At that moment, I was ashamed. Was it worth it? What did my parents think about me? Would I want a child as difficult as I was?

See how I referred to myself in the past persona?

I’ve renewed my mind since then. I’ve grown. I’ve reflected on my identity! I used to be difficult, stubborn, big headed, crazy, spontaneous and irrational, but I’ve come out of that space and season much better. There’s a humility I try to wear, hoping to be better and influence people around me for the better.

I can’t wait to have a child(ren) and hopefully mentor, guide and strengthen them to be wise, better and humble. And I don’t believe I can do this alone *wink wink, but with my partner and Christ as the foundation!

So, would you want a child like you?