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!

 

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Entebbe Wala

This magnificent title is sponsored by Philly Bongoley Lutaaya.

Who, for one was an amazing musician, artist and HIV – AIDS spokesperson. My memories of him are when I was young and he was coming to the end of his mission on this here earth. His music always made my Christmases worthwhile.

Today, whilst I was working, this song happened to play. Oh, the memories it brought back. I did go back in time. It felt good to once be young – in the mind, again. I remembered how life was much simpler, and decisions much easier because, for one, I was making very few of them.

Entebbe Wala!

As I write this, 11:12 pm in the night, I am seated on my computer trying to finish up some work. The reason I do this work is for one day, when I have my own children, they can make fewer decisions like I did when growing up.

The project I am working on is both exciting and mind boggling. Design is a puzzle. A mental dissonance between what you want and what the client has demanded for.

Entebbe Wala!

Do you know any Ugandan as inspirational as the late Philly Bongoley Lutaaya? Bobi Wine? I remember travelling for a day to the village with his music playing in the background. Good times when we had cassette players and needed a pen to rewind. And a tape had a side A and side B!

Entebbe Wala!

How time flies? He passed on around the time I was born -about 30 years ago, yet his music still lives on. Sometimes I struggle with my identity and what I shall leave on this earth when my time comes around. Sometimes I struggle with the idea of my work and whether it shall leave beyond my time! I wonder whether my writing will be as great as I hope it will be.

Entebbe Wala!

So, this is my birth month! Again, time flies! Just yesterday I was celebrating a milestone, three decades strong! And now, we start the best years of our life. And my one wish would be to be as great as Philly Bongoley Lutaaya! To be as inspiring and modest as he was! He made Christmases worthwhile! A man who knew his talent and used it to the greatest of his capabilities!

To a new month, and a great year!

 

 

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.

Darkness

Sometimes I wish for a darkness
A darkness that thrills
And a thrill that chills
A chill that quietens the shiver

Sometimes I wish for a darkness
A darkness where shut eyes are bright
And a brightness that quietens the mind
Because the mind needs a peace

Sometimes I wish for a darkness
A darkness that creates thought
And thinking is what I like most to do
But that darkness is no more!

Miracles

Miracle
/ˈmɪrək(ə)l/
noun
  1. an extraordinary and welcome event that is not explicable by natural or scientific laws and is therefore attributed to a divine agency

I haven’t been going to church for the past few weeks, give or take 5, since my wedding. I called it my spiritual sabbatical. But last Sunday, amidst the maybe I should start going next week, I found myself headed to church.

When I walked into church, the corner where I usually sit at was taken, and so we moved to the best seats right next to it. It so happened that there was a gentleman seated right next to where we were.

And as we sat, we introduced ourselves to our neighbour and got right into the groove of the service.

*

Fred had just left the bar that morning feeling distraught and not knowing what to do. He felt his life was in shambles and he needed something to get it right. The bottle he’d been stuck on for the last few weeks was not doing the trick. He thought maybe relaxing his mind and getting his thoughts in order would do the trick. He thought that maybe a little jazz to set the mind at ease and figure out what his next move was what he needed to do.

So he left the bar  and wondered around looking for where he would get to listen to jazz music that morning. It so happened that he knew a place that would do the trick and thus got onto his bike and rode to Jazzville. Jazzville is known for being the centre so he definitely knew that there would be some soothing music when he got there.

*

Where two or more are gathered, I am present. Churches have evolved recently from rocks to buildings and now bars. Where I go to worship on Sundays is also a jazz bar – occasionally.

I sat next to Fred on Sunday morning as he narrated his story. His wife had left him with the kids, his life was miserable and he didn’t know what to do. He’d spent the better part of the morning drinking to forget his problems but his problems just didn’t want to go away. And this morning, after he left the bar, he was looking for a place where they played jazz and so headed for Jazzville. It so happens that the Worship Harvest Bugolobi community congregates at Jazzville every Sunday at 9:00 and 11:15am.

He walked in and found them preaching. Confused, he sat and listened. He’d been crying since they started preaching because they were preaching to him. The sermon was about him. The music was about him. He seemed puzzled about how a random thought had brought him here. And most of all the message was ‘The ONE’! Worship Harvest is embarking on a mission to bring the one back to God much as Christ brought us back to Him.

Coincidence, I think not.

Life is but miracles. A series of unexplained and yet interconnected situations. Fred came to church on a whim and shabang, got saved. Yeah, Fred gave his life to Christ. I came back to the fold (well, I really never left) and this is just but another happy ending. Are you waiting for that miracle to happen to you? Do you know that you actually don’t have to wait for that to happen?

‘I knew you before you were made…I have plans to prosper you…I am your Shepherd, you shall not lack…Ask and you shall receive…’

Peace, and may this journey continue to bring you light Fred.

 

Day 10…

Back home!

Sorry, got so caught because today’s

Day 12!

I thought I had stuff but she has stuff stuff! I could probably fit my belongings in a suit case or two but well, she brought home 5! I think she needs an extra room for just her clothes and more.

Home is home! We’ve quickly settled in. We are figuring it out! I think the question that’s on both our minds is how do you move from dating and being in a normal relationship to being married?

We are re-learning and re-quainting ourselves with our new roles as husband and wife! Physically and emotionally, nothing has changed but mentally, things are ticking! I mean, we are both wearing rings! I sometimes catch myself staring at my ring finger, musing at how things have changed and yet are truly the same!

Light and love

C.K

Day 7

Uhm…

It’s been an amazing trip and well, it’s about that time to head back home!

Checking out was painful!

That final sausage, cornflakes and chai mukalu (dry tea) was painful! Albeit, I was tired! The service was so good I need to first have some bad service! This place has been so amazing! From the food to the activities to the services!

If you are thinking about having a break from your usual life, I’d recommend this place. You have your fill in everything. Come with friends too! There’s so much fun to have if you have a crowd!

Midway our vacay and my wife and I thought it prudent to have our family here! No wonder this place comes highly recommended on the internet!

I am struggling with the air, it’s a little thin and so I get sporadic headaches! But that doesn’t take away from the trip!

This is the juice I needed for this trip! The juice I needed to kick start my year! I have enough photos for ‘take me back’ and ‘TBT’! I think I have enough jazz for when I was in Mombasa staying at this hotel blah blah blah! I worry for your Facebook and Instagram this entire year! Are all newly wed couples obnoxious because I am ready! I am bringing my obnoxious game on!

Conversations will either start with my wife said or just show people my wedding ring finger! Side note; I still need to get used to wearing it, used to it that I don’t need to think about it while I am wearing it!

Anyway, time for the big reveal!

Kano kalango! Or like Bad Black would say, kano kalangs!

You guys need to visit the Baobab Beach Resort & Spa! Trust me!