Luka Makes 2. Today’s Lesson is Gratitude

Not many things in life just fit. That is one of the contributors to the great mystery of this thing called life. You will try your hand at a lot of things, but to find one or a few where you are exceptional, that is where we all play the game of life. We have...

Picture “Blood Rain” as a Soundtrack by Izabel UG

“Blood Rain” by Izabel UG sounds like a song sanctioned for a big-budget Hollywood or Netflix Ugandan movie. It must sound modern, but the motherland touch must also be present. Let me paint a picture: [play “BLOOD RAIN” at a low volume as you read this next part. I'm serious, go to your streaming app...

I used to be a Good Writer

I used to be a good writer.I used to be a good writer. Then life got scripted. The predictability birthed a regime that crippled my mind's paintbrush. I still can think of art, but I can't paint a picture with my words.As I stare at a blank page, sometimes with a draft title and a...

005 – A Journal for Luka: One-sided Pillow Fights

It might come as a surprise, although if this surprises you, perhaps you don't know me well; but Luka still sleeps in our bed. He has his own room. An empty nest waiting for him to move in, but we (him inclusive) simply just keep procrastinating the migration. He loves to sleep with us. We...

POEM: My Forever Love. A Timeless Story.

How do you tell a good story? Especially one as intricate as ours? I am a couple of chapters behind. But I have been writing a book about you. Several books actually! One about you, and one about me and you. And several others whose themes are yet to be defined. I think that's one...

004 – A Journal for Luka: Karma, is that you?

My mother tells me that I was a very stubborn child. It is absolutely true. My earliest memories as a child are mostly of mischievous little things. If you just met me, you are probably reading this, and you can’t believe it. I am very calm now.We must be created with a certain amount of...

003 – A Journal for Luka: For the first time, I broke down as a Dad.

Not many of us recognize privilege, especially when we are on the receiving end. As a parent now, I understand why our parents would get upset whenever we misused a privilege. Even more, I also understand why they would get murderously upset when someone else took away a privilege they worked so hard to give...

002 – A Journal for Luka: Midnight Sleep “Olympics”

Written a while ago…Luka is 8 months old now. He is becoming increasingly alert and more aware of the things he is interested in. His object permanence has become more sharpened too and lately, it's harder to distract him from an object he wants to play with.One of his favourite objects to play with is...

001 – A Journal for Luka: “What’s that” – a Dog!

Happy new year, readers! It’s been a couple of blank pages here this past year. Nope! Scratch that. For every year I have said that, I have written less and less. Well, not this year! So… right into it. I have a son (for those that do not know) and his name is Luka. Luka...

Our Unfound Obsession with unmeasurable“Self-Worth.”

How chaotic would it be if Forbes let anyone drive up to their high pillared front door, declared their “worth,” and Forbes just did the publishing? Blind faith. No questions asked. If you claim it, they believe you and will accord you the recognition and treatment worthy of your claim.How chaotic? A strip club in...