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
Tuesday, September 17, 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

It was one of those days when the road feels good under your tyres and you go a bot further than you should on a fast murram road… And you have to turn off in Zziru. On a scale of national importance Zziru is a place that would be called Ziru but luckily some old Muganda teacher (probably) decided to give it importance by painting the words on the schoolpost and doing the double consonant to up the ante. So the place became known as Zziru and to be sure, became known on this right side of Nakawuka road but asking anywhere else, you’d have a problem getting any directions whatsoever.

I drove through Zziru. It is so unimportant that immediately, as you leave the Expressway, you bounce onto the road full of potholes that get deeper and angrier with every passing metre. It was a lonely drive for a bit, until I stumbled onto a brick truck but even then, my company branched off before I could see the first roofs of Zziru peeping quietly and modestly beneath the banana trees.

I thought this was going to be a quiet, ordinary drive with a quick stop at the fish-woman’s stall where you get fried fish pieces tasting of fish gall, crisp and bitter, for 500 a piece. But soon I saw a crowd by the road and some trucks parked there, I thought Besigye or someone like that had discovered voters and came to Zziru to campaign, so I approached with caution.

Someone died at Zziru. I saw the chairs. And chairs follow either weddings or the funerals. Quick scan of randomly parked trucks, not limos, and the absence of funny ribbons and decorations told the sad story. We had a dead body somewhere there and people were gathering to pay respects. I drove by ever so carefully and slowly and what embedded itself in my mind was the important guy who looked like Aggrey Awori but wasn’t the one, standing there with an envelope in his hand, giving instructions as if he was Aggrey Awori. And the lady who knelt on the road in front of another man dressed in a suit.

Faces passed by my window slowly and I could register a whole range of emotions but I didn’t really think of that till now. I just knew that someone died at Zziru and people were there, at the house, ready for the vigil. I wondered if they were going to sing a “Balokole” version of “Oh my darling Clementine” as they always did during lumbes, but I pushed that thought as a ‘none of my business’ as I drove on.

And then I started really thinking about the dead person in Zziru. I drove downhill, on the most pathetic road I’ve seen in a long time. I had so many boda-bodas coming towards me. Carrying as many people and more. Ladies dressed in their best busuutis. Then an old man with his grandson sandwiched safely between him and boda guy. A lady with two girls hanging out of each arm. Another busuuti lady. A shariati lady with a headscarf made with dangling large gold sequins. A lady with pop-art black & white long dress that looked like a geometrical illusion of sorts. A man who had an air of the village politician, holding papers and brown envelopes in his left arm while talking hurriedly on the phone. And so many more, hanging for their dear lives on that miserable Zziru road. All going to pay respects, all wanting to do so, not to complete some bizarre form but sincerely making an effort to see off this dead person while themselves looking their very best, being their very best.

I felt it. The summary of life. It didn’t matter who it was, it certainly was someone torn from the very fabric of Zziru in a hard way, creating a large hole that can be filled only by togetherness of remaining people, their extended hands, hugs, wailing, swollen teary eyes. Warmth of people was melting that fabric and weaving it again, making it complete again, delivering the gap into the arms of the soil, into the wings of the spirits of the ancestors, while the living reorganised and took their new places in the family and village hierarchy without even wondering why or who’s next.

One day, we will all be chief guests at our own funerals. I drove off, slowly sliding downhill through the gullies of Zziru. An insignificant place, not on any map, spewed my car out like you’d spit out a jambula stone when no one is watching. It remained behind me, a place holding the keys to life’s mysteries, full of powerful lessons and explanations.

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