THE INHERITANCE OF HOPE

August 17, 2018 Kampala, Uganda - Just seen an article in the papers purportedly written by our big man that “Uganda to be the fastest growing economy by 2026.” Two things I must give to you sir – I loved your optimism and the photo! How especially the photo compared to the ones where the opposition keep sharing and tagging me in depicting you as tied and sleepy. This one was spot on it makes us love you sir. Other than that I totally agree with the big man. How can I not agree with you sir? How could you even think that I can question this wisdom? With you firmly in charge of things in statehouse. With birth your hands on the elements of power. How can Uganda not again this position. How can we even be thinking of questioning his wisdom? I also loved the for principles – patriotism, Pan-Africanism, social-economic transformation and democracy. Wow for once I thought we were moving away from the 10-point thing but bang there they were in bullets. I mean bul...

Oops!!!! My big secret kept for many years is now out. I know it. You also now know it. They will soon know it. And in the end everybody will know it. As is it the habit here, I only pray and hope no exaggerations are made that will compromise my already compromised cover. Reflecting on this, I know that of all the roles I have taken in the bid to make my mark on this earth and secure a future for myself, this one is the toughest. The demands it puts on you. The pressure it exerts. The emotional torture. And above all the risk you put on yourself is enormous.   I have talked to many secret service agents; they all share my sentiments. Unfortunately, this is a role you cannot resign from and you also cannot abscond. The toughest part of job is remaining anonymous, not being appreciated and some body taking credit for your hard work. Years ago one of my mentors Mr. Timmis Michael who is a cofounder of Cornerstone, told me of a story of building a hospital of an important ...

Today is 12 July 2018 and I sit here reflecting on the impact Henry Katiti Bernards had on me. I am lost between celebrating his life or feeling sad. I chose to do both. First because he has impacted many with his kindness and generosity but also I am sad because he was so young with a lot of potential. I have tended to think that a life lived well is a life lived in the Lord, or a life lived in relative success to the eyes of the world – driving fancy cars, building and living in bug houses, dressing up in suits and showing off. The past few weeks however as I reflected on the death of my good friend and brother Henry, I have tended to question this notion. As I have gotten to reflect on how my life was affected by the life of Henry, how he has affected me with his little life calling me and talking to me, sharing with me what he is doing in his life, introducing me to his wife. I am even now sure I should be thinking is this way but here I am questioning this very thing that...