Hello

Well done people,
Over the past months, i have learnt so much from the most unlikely places,people and some moments have been truly difficult to say the least.Excruciating conundrum or it seemed.

That apart

As the hours go by
I think of all that’s ours
only angels can prepare
that which we share.
with the masters instruction,
our destiny’s in construction-because
we do believe in miracles
And mine,is you!

Let’s drink this cup of love
it’s what we have
Hand in hand, we will
make love our band,
The sound so sweet,
we would never quit.

Holding on to those promises
in sincerity we made,
We will not let it fade-
It’s beautiful!

We can ride in this love bus
we both have our pass
on what we have never been,we cant lean
on what we have,we cleave and give.
with that friend that sticks closer than a brother,
Let’s ride without a bother.

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Tell me what you think,trash it or save it?

befriending

i believe the luganda/runyankore equivalent is ‘kukwana’. I was heading over to a clients office yesto and i sat next to this dude who devised this totally ridiculous strat to ‘befriend’ me.Just as i was about to take a seat,someone jumped out of the taxi and this dude moved all the way from the back to the seat i intended to take up so we became seat mates. now i had spent a considerable amount of time listening to life house the past week and most of the songs got stuck in my head ,so i closed my eyes and listened to the voices in my head.

I had this do not disturb,mind at work look on my face but this mister couldnt be deterred.He kept staring and when he couldnt do it anymore he finally said hello and i said hello.I wish i had said something like so

mister: hello

me:same to you

Am sure that would have ended the conversation quick. I didnt.His next line

mister :How was your day?

me : its about 10:40am so am just experiencing the day and i can barely describe it in the past tense.That is what i wanted to say, but what came out was- okay.

we are getting to the climax of this episode.

Dude keeps quite for 30 seconds,reaches for something in his pocket,i had my eyes closed but i could hear the sound of something being unwrapped.

He offers me some.The look on my face must have said it all.

what the heck was this guy thinking!

i looked on in disbelief as he kept saying it’s okay,its just chocolate.(like the  Chinese one being hawked in the park)

Now I’ve heard the eclair stories but for the life of me i couldn’t believe guys actually did this stuff.for reyo reyo

i politely told him i don’t eat sweet things.He didn’t bother me again.

Now off to the topic that seems to be getting alot of coverage in the bloghood as i prefer to call it.

marriage. i have friends who are married,friends’s friends that are married and those who are almost married.

Its  like the top thing on their agenda the moment one leaves campus.So when the rest of us who are not yet there get together somehow the topic comes up again with more revelations of who got married and who is due.When i meet old friends in town the first thing they look at is whether my finger is dressed. if its naked  they give you all the names they can think of all their single friends,cousins,brothers.

With the numbers i have accumulated,am sure i can hook all you single ladies up.Not for free though.This love business is tight.

I have  gotten loads of advice on what kind of man to marry and the one to avoid at all costs. This guy once told me not to marry any dude who was below 25 because guys below that age are no where ready to take on the responsiblity that marriage brings no matter what they might be telling you. its kinda like defilement, feel free to agree or disagree.

The guy who told me happens to be an ex.

He’s engaged.

Just another person  i know who is getting married. I bet this is not the last time i will be jazzing about this topic,watch out for me and denzel….yep that very one.

missing things

I didn’t go for the show. missed it. From what i hear, it was ballistic. In the taxi on my way to work, even the dude on CBS said it. Did i hear any one say the good things in life are free?

I miss primary school. The school canteen in particular. Yesterday, i got all sorts of cravings. The things i wanted, you could only find back then. So i miss the school canteen, there i could get my kalodo and something i can only describe as a rice ball,cant remember what we called it then. The ripe mangoes with  lots of curry powder sold at the school gate only after school. What about balaafu, glorious balaafu.

In the taxi on my way from church on Sunday, i saw it. Now i dont really have much of a sweet tooth,but i wanted it. Not any other brand but that particular one.  I bought it, unwrapped it, took a bite and it still tasted the same. Back then it was 250/=, now its 200/=. After 10 years, i ate Riham. Now, am off to look for munchies.

I paid my old primary school a visit early last year,the canteen was still in the exact same spot but i didn’t check out what was being sold.

oh, if any one knows where i could get cones like the ones they sell bimbo ( i wonder about the genesis of this name) ice cream in, please give me directions.