1. Tenders and Credibility
  2. Infinity of the word I’m not supposed to say loud
  3. Good divorce is better than a lousy marriage
  4. However a small line
  5. About the blind texts almost
  6. It is a paradisematic country
  7. The lights divided
  8. The coast of the Semantics
  9. Supplies it with the necessary
  10. Made open likeness
  11. She hasn’t been rewritten
  12. Dragged her into their agency
  13. Had grass morning
  14. Where they abused her
  15. Nothing the copy said could
  16. Heaven it in so upon so life
  17. Said could convince her and
  18. Around and return to its own
  19. Plants are noticed by me
  20. Simple and regular than
  21. Replenish itself
  22. Came from it would have been
  23. Pityful a rethoric ques
  24. If several languages coalesce
  25. When I hear the buzz
  26. Spirit gathered divided
  27. Cattle i green first good
  28. Pronunciation more common
  29. She reached the first hills
  30. To achieve this it would be necessary
  31. I neglect my talents
  32. She packed her seven versalia
  33. Appear she’d also seed
  34. Heaven and earth seem
  35. The blind texts it is an almost
  36. I should be incapable
  37. Evening be whose seasons
  38. Plants are noticed by me
  39. That it might be the mirror
  40. Don’t Walk On Our Grass
  41. Their pronunciation and their most
  42. Unknown plants are noticed
  43. Grammar resulting language
  44. It is a paradisematic country
  45. World among the stalks
  46. Tuesday Morning
  47. A Man Drowned In Memory
  48. Onboarding for New Hires – The time that makes or breaks them
  49. Short-term Hiring – A crisis or an opportunity?
  50. Strategic planning for maximum performance and ROI – How will your employees know, buy in and deliver
  51. Selection Interview – May the Best Candidate Join Your Organisation
  52. Oh, Jenny. Did Five Years Fly By?
  53. Then they are still using her
  54. Could refuse to pay expensive
  55. Could impress upon paper
  56. Morning Thoughts
  57. Her for their projects again
  58. Heaven and earth seem
  59. We Deserve Better
  60. Where it came from it
  61. Constitution
  62. When darkness overspreads
  63. Then she continued her way
  64. Theft on a Grand Scale
  65. My soul is the mirror
  66. Into the belt and made
  67. The breath of that universal love
  68. Your Business Objectives: Set Them, Meet Them, Beat Them
  69. Of Language and Love
  70. Remebering Tumusiime Rushegye
  71. Star and Billy
  72. Being Blocked By @KCCAUG, @KCCAED and the rest of KCCA
  73. Born of a Rock
  74. Anything and Nothing, Really
  75. Hire and Fire – Management Reality; How is staff turnover affecting the workplace
  76. No, I Don’t Believe In You
  77. Tenders
  78. The other day I drove through Zziru
  79. Advertising Wife
  80. Somewhat Strange
  81. Beware of this when you hire your next ad guru
  82. Creative Director – What Animal Is This?
  83. Advertising Scene in Uganda – Highlights
  84. It’s That Simple
  85. Passion, Motivation, Team Integration – How To Get People to Open Up, Style Up and Step Up
  86. First, Break All the Rules – What the World’s Greatest Managers Do Differently
  87. Business Model Generation
  88. Bold – How to Be Brave in Business and Win
  89. Thus Flied Away Life
  90. Facebook Friend Insist – Turned Bad
  91. I Am Vince
  92. Is Your Latest Recruit Fit For the Job At Hand
  93. Fishermen on Lake Victoria
  94. Unconfused Mind
  95. #CancerUG Alex Mulamba dies
  96. Amama’s Diction and People’s Funny Reactions
  97. #9 vs Obama Challenge
  98. The Ugandan Workforce – A Challenge to Employees and Managers Alike
  99. Sequence of seven in 140 characters
  100. Pesma bezimena – A Poem With No Name
  101. Things I Learnt from Pumpkin
  102. Understanding What Infidelity Does
  103. We are Developing World with Manhattan Prices
  104. In Love, Loving, Loved
  105. The War Is Real
  106. When Montenegro Declared War on Japan
  107. An Update on Mediation at Commercial Court, Closed Today
  108. What Clients Want From an Ad Agency?
  109. Time to rethink the things we do #CancerUG
  110. Rainy Season
  111. Why folding your trouser leg can bring misery of catastrophic proportions
  112. Gypsy-orange
  113. #CancerUG – simple thoughts but let us start
  114. Little Treasures, Rediscovered
  115. I’ll make you a deal.
  116. The days I left in the past
  117. Road to Home
  118. Loved by the Darkness, 1996
  119. A tribute to Rosemary and the legacy her passing has the opportunity to create
  120. Damn it!
  121. When it rains, it kills.
  122. Kao da ne znam – As if I don’t know
  123. The War is Real!
  124. Joan. Gone Too Soon.
  125. The Story With No End
  126. Inspired by Technology – My impressions of entries into 2014 ACIA Awards
  127. To The Pompous Little Dimwit
  128. Blood-green ……. Krvavo zeleno
  129. A message to my stupid girlfriend (or potentially at least half a dozen of them)
  130. Randomness of rain, when I least need it.
  131. Soul
  132. For Kelley
  133. Little Clicking Noises
  134. Walk Alone
  135. It is Grover Washington
  136. Angry
  137. Of The Desert
  138. When I Go To Sleep
  139. Never Fall In Love With A Liar
  140. In The Village Of My Ancestors – by Vasko Popa
Sunday, August 18, 2019
  1. Tenders and Credibility
  2. Infinity of the word I’m not supposed to say loud
  3. Good divorce is better than a lousy marriage
  4. However a small line
  5. About the blind texts almost
  6. It is a paradisematic country
  7. The lights divided
  8. The coast of the Semantics
  9. Supplies it with the necessary
  10. Made open likeness
  11. She hasn’t been rewritten
  12. Dragged her into their agency
  13. Had grass morning
  14. Where they abused her
  15. Nothing the copy said could
  16. Heaven it in so upon so life
  17. Said could convince her and
  18. Around and return to its own
  19. Plants are noticed by me
  20. Simple and regular than
  21. Replenish itself
  22. Came from it would have been
  23. Pityful a rethoric ques
  24. If several languages coalesce
  25. When I hear the buzz
  26. Spirit gathered divided
  27. Cattle i green first good
  28. Pronunciation more common
  29. She reached the first hills
  30. To achieve this it would be necessary
  31. I neglect my talents
  32. She packed her seven versalia
  33. Appear she’d also seed
  34. Heaven and earth seem
  35. The blind texts it is an almost
  36. I should be incapable
  37. Evening be whose seasons
  38. Plants are noticed by me
  39. That it might be the mirror
  40. Don’t Walk On Our Grass
  41. Their pronunciation and their most
  42. Unknown plants are noticed
  43. Grammar resulting language
  44. It is a paradisematic country
  45. World among the stalks
  46. Tuesday Morning
  47. A Man Drowned In Memory
  48. Onboarding for New Hires – The time that makes or breaks them
  49. Short-term Hiring – A crisis or an opportunity?
  50. Strategic planning for maximum performance and ROI – How will your employees know, buy in and deliver
  51. Selection Interview – May the Best Candidate Join Your Organisation
  52. Oh, Jenny. Did Five Years Fly By?
  53. Then they are still using her
  54. Could refuse to pay expensive
  55. Could impress upon paper
  56. Morning Thoughts
  57. Her for their projects again
  58. Heaven and earth seem
  59. We Deserve Better
  60. Where it came from it
  61. Constitution
  62. When darkness overspreads
  63. Then she continued her way
  64. Theft on a Grand Scale
  65. My soul is the mirror
  66. Into the belt and made
  67. The breath of that universal love
  68. Your Business Objectives: Set Them, Meet Them, Beat Them
  69. Of Language and Love
  70. Remebering Tumusiime Rushegye
  71. Star and Billy
  72. Being Blocked By @KCCAUG, @KCCAED and the rest of KCCA
  73. Born of a Rock
  74. Anything and Nothing, Really
  75. Hire and Fire – Management Reality; How is staff turnover affecting the workplace
  76. No, I Don’t Believe In You
  77. Tenders
  78. The other day I drove through Zziru
  79. Advertising Wife
  80. Somewhat Strange
  81. Beware of this when you hire your next ad guru
  82. Creative Director – What Animal Is This?
  83. Advertising Scene in Uganda – Highlights
  84. It’s That Simple
  85. Passion, Motivation, Team Integration – How To Get People to Open Up, Style Up and Step Up
  86. First, Break All the Rules – What the World’s Greatest Managers Do Differently
  87. Business Model Generation
  88. Bold – How to Be Brave in Business and Win
  89. Thus Flied Away Life
  90. Facebook Friend Insist – Turned Bad
  91. I Am Vince
  92. Is Your Latest Recruit Fit For the Job At Hand
  93. Fishermen on Lake Victoria
  94. Unconfused Mind
  95. #CancerUG Alex Mulamba dies
  96. Amama’s Diction and People’s Funny Reactions
  97. #9 vs Obama Challenge
  98. The Ugandan Workforce – A Challenge to Employees and Managers Alike
  99. Sequence of seven in 140 characters
  100. Pesma bezimena – A Poem With No Name
  101. Things I Learnt from Pumpkin
  102. Understanding What Infidelity Does
  103. We are Developing World with Manhattan Prices
  104. In Love, Loving, Loved
  105. The War Is Real
  106. When Montenegro Declared War on Japan
  107. An Update on Mediation at Commercial Court, Closed Today
  108. What Clients Want From an Ad Agency?
  109. Time to rethink the things we do #CancerUG
  110. Rainy Season
  111. Why folding your trouser leg can bring misery of catastrophic proportions
  112. Gypsy-orange
  113. #CancerUG – simple thoughts but let us start
  114. Little Treasures, Rediscovered
  115. I’ll make you a deal.
  116. The days I left in the past
  117. Road to Home
  118. Loved by the Darkness, 1996
  119. A tribute to Rosemary and the legacy her passing has the opportunity to create
  120. Damn it!
  121. When it rains, it kills.
  122. Kao da ne znam – As if I don’t know
  123. The War is Real!
  124. Joan. Gone Too Soon.
  125. The Story With No End
  126. Inspired by Technology – My impressions of entries into 2014 ACIA Awards
  127. To The Pompous Little Dimwit
  128. Blood-green ……. Krvavo zeleno
  129. A message to my stupid girlfriend (or potentially at least half a dozen of them)
  130. Randomness of rain, when I least need it.
  131. Soul
  132. For Kelley
  133. Little Clicking Noises
  134. Walk Alone
  135. It is Grover Washington
  136. Angry
  137. Of The Desert
  138. When I Go To Sleep
  139. Never Fall In Love With A Liar
  140. In The Village Of My Ancestors – by Vasko Popa

My mother named me. In protest.

My mother was a charcoal-seller. When she met my father, she was a charcoal seller. When she is about to meet her death, I will not be surprised if she asks to be cremated, charcoal is all there is to her life.

My mother’s name was Sarah and she was the third wife to Musa, my father and the local butcher. She was conveniently named to pass as Muslim, even though she was a staunch Catholic till her death. After marrying Musa and giving him five children including me, she became a bigger Catholic than the Pope himself, though looking at the way this new Pope is, it seems not to be a stiff competition today.

My mother was in favour for a few years because she produced three sons in a row, while wife number one and wife number two popped girls in a devastating sequence. So my three brothers were welcomed into this world as kings and my mother was showered with gifts of land and houses for the boys. Then, she gave birth to a daughter and the situation chilled.

Wife number one soon died in childbirth, giving birth to her seventh daughter and Musa found consolation in twin daughters of a fellow butcher from a village nearby. And I was a sort-of goodbye event, conceived on the last night my father ever spent with my mother.

So mother named me Vincent. Just to spite my father, who insisted on proper Muslim names and upbringing for all his children. He got so angry that he came to my mother’s house and picked Irfan, Adnan, Imran and Hadija and left me behind, still a question-mark of life, clinging onto my mother’s breast and fighting for dear life as I was born so small and hopeless that there was little chance I was going to make it.

Mother was promptly kicked out with me in her arms and a few personal belongings she was allowed to take with her to her charcoal shop. Life fell back to her old ways of making a living in the blackness of the small room and the bleakness of our joint future.

I was growing up on the street in front of our charcoal shop. By the age of five I was perfectly capable of selling the charcoal myself, as mother needed more and more time to rest, due to her freshly developing lung illness that will eventually take her ten years later.

I saw some school in those years, in fact I managed to do the primary school with reasonably good grades and just when I was hoping to be sent off to a boarding school as I could see mother suffering and me unable to help, she died. I was left alone on this world since my father and siblings decided to deny me completely, even though we resemble so much I get called their names on occasion by some senile village elders.

So I sat with mother, dead on her bed, in our charred room so near to my father’s butcher shop, and I did not know what to do. I just sat there for a very long time. Until our neighbour woke me up from that feeling of loss by barging in, wanting to buy charcoal and ending up wailing and calling the whole village to come for an impromptu vigil.

Everyone came. I listened to the stories about my mother, how kind she was, how eager to help others, how devoted in church… I was probably for the first time understanding the depth of her faith and struggle, the scope of her rebellion against my father and the pain of being rejected, abandoned, disowned, alone. I began seeing how much she expected of me, how she put all her love and resources into me, all her beliefs and dreams. I received her praise, I received donations, I collected so much money from the mourners, money I never saw before in one place was now actually in my pocket, and it kept pouring in.

I was told that mother will be buried by the church since everyone knew we had no burial ground anywhere. I wasn’t even able to think that far but the villagers had already agreed with the parish priest and she was given a decent place in the far corner of the churchyard, and villagers planted flowers on the grave.

I survived her death and many attempts by the older boys and men to get the money out of me in the name of investing it for my future. I bought a bike. I decided to become a boda-boda. I was fifteen but a bit taller then my agemates, and a bit stronger from offloading all those bags of charcoal. I was quickly taken through the basics of riding by the boda-boda who sold the bike to me, and I was stupid enough and lucky enough to ride the bike all the way home, some thirty kilometres from town where I had gone to buy it.

Following day, I was ready to start my new life. The whole village was in utter shock seeing me at the stage. Everyone was full of admiration for my brave and bold move. I was soon taking my first ride, then the other, and another. by the end of the day my pockets were full. I have arrived.

Five years down the road, I have seen it all, done it all. Life had started way too early for me. Innocence gone way too early. Too much money and too little wisdom is a bad combination. I wish mother lived longer, no matter how poor we were because with all the money I am making I have remained green and stupid. Mother would have saved me from what I’m going through now.

My two girlfriends are pregnant. I know life will go on but when they find out, I’m in real trouble. But mother used to say that I am Vincent, the invincible, and no matter what obstacles Satan puts in my way, I shall conquer and carry on. So let me see how this one goes for me.

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