All grown, all traveled; New experiences, new customs; Thousands of miles away, and still, The child beckons; The sun watches, the moon awaits; The trees whisper, the wind searches; Innocent laughter, distant calls, A mother’s gentle face. Msdedeng
Unlike the current political campaigns in America that seem a little ruthless, Uganda’s political campaigns are the opposite. Although slightly exhausting for those involved, (lots of drinking, dancing to loud music till dawn, and plenty of squabbles) it is nothing as draining as the campaigns I am witnessing here; campaigns that seem so personal theyContinue reading “Bring on the political campaigns”
I’m not talking about a cappuccino, a latte, or a macchiato Nor am I talking about an Americano, an Irish coffee, or an affogato. Forget a frappe, a mocha, or an expresso But perhaps think friendship, ideas, or music. Tell you what, let’s take it a notch up and think enlightenment, interaction, or revolution. It’sContinue reading “Coffee is Many Things”
Success takes many forms: good grades at school, wonderful friends who make our world a more colorful place, a well-paying job, a good marriage, financial freedom, and the list goes on and on. However, to whom do we credit our success? Is it all down to us and the hard work, sacrifice, and discipline weContinue reading “The Puzzle”
It’s been a long week with so many challenges, but I realize just how resilient we humans are. Resilience is one of the many traits we possess besides adopting to our environment, and we should take full advantage of it. You don’t believe me? Look back at some of the challenges life has presented youContinue reading “Resilience”
Thank you Hannah Gandhi for including thededengblog in your impressive list of nominees for the Liebster Blogger Award. I am sorry you had to wait quite a bit till I got the chance to answer your questions. I am humbled you considered my blog worthy of a nomination, especially compared to what you do onContinue reading “Liebster Blogger Award”
When the current situation is finally under control and the world awakes again, I am buying myself a ticket back home to my mum, my siblings, and my friends. I am going to go to my favorite coffee house in Kampala called Endiro. Endiro means many things depending on one’s tribe: a seed (in theContinue reading “First Things First”
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