Raise your standards

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More beautiful words from a friend…hope it inspires us to raise up from the ordinary


Many a time, we complain about the way different people treat us, we wonder why we are constantly losing jobs and friends, we worry about our spending habits, we continuously worry about problems which we cause due to our ignorance or excessive pride. And in such moments, we wonder if we are useful in society, we take bets on our own lives and most times, we lose.

Not many self help solutions lie around waiting to be used, and some of this stuff, no one will take you to class to acquire it, it’s only common sense, or rather rare sènse easily acquired.

Raise your standards, by this, I mean you should change your ways, do the things you think you must be doing, get it out of your thoughts into action, if you can think it, I believe you can do it. It all begins with an active imagination…

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If you do not SPEAK or WRITE well, then you most certainly are dead. Here’s why.

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“If you can’t communicate in this world, you most certainly aren’t alive”

The CHRONICLES of Eristaus

If you do not SPEAK or WRITE well, then you most certainly are dead.
~ Onyait Odeke

Life depends on being able to communicate and better still, communicate effectively. From the time a baby is born, it attempts to communicate in various forms and when they learn to talk, you sometimes want them to shut up for just a second. The premise for my assertion is that life depends on communication and us being able to understand each other. Communication is either visual or auditory. In the course of your life, you will receive instruction (verbal or written) you will be required to interpret it and then react to it based on the instructions given.

In school we are required to write exams or present or defend a case or an argument in class all of which requires that you speak or write well. When you see that girl who…

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your name’s on the bottle, your identity isn’t…but what’s inside?

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Enough said..


I am not going to piss into anyone’s can or bottle of soda, and certainly not on the brilliant marketing campaign that the Coca Cola company is running right now.

This is the ‘Share a Coke‘ campaign we’re all talking about, in which people are putting their names on cans or bottles of Coca Cola…or, to be accurate, Coca Cola is putting people’s names on cans and bottles.

I had ignored the campaign as I subconsciously do most of these things, but last week found myself at the checkout till of the Nakumatt Oasis where the lady taking my money tried to kick off a strangely familiar conversation with me but failed because she called me “Daniel.”


“Isn’t your name Daniel?”

“No. Why?”

“Eh-eh! So why have you bought this?” she asked, pointing at the bottle.

It clicked, I laughed, and then told her to finish her job so I could…

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Urban Africa

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Lets get back to the real roots..



A different turn of events,
New trends of fashion and culture.
African norms disguised,
Others despised.
In the fight to emulate,
The white man.

Long adorable clothes,
Turned short and skimpy.
Respect for elders,
Turned fear of old age.
The beauty of African trends,

They used to say we were illiterate,
They used to say we lived in a bush,
They used to discriminate against us,
They always despised us,
They have something against,
Something we don’t yet know.

To their surprise,
We did as they expected,
We started copying them,
We tried to speak like them,
We dressed and walked like them,
We saw them as gods,
White and perfect.

We went to bars to get drunk,
Not to socialise.
What happened to beer parties?
Greeting became unknown to many,
Respect for elders forgotten.
As we fought to fit,
In Urban Africa.

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Dealing with unplanned pregnancies.

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It isn’t the end of the road..


We have all heard the stories of the various incidences of how people we know have gotten pregnant without planning for it. I will of course refresh your memory with a few. Oh I got drunk and the rest of the night is a blur but woke up in your bed. I was proving i loved him so slept with him and he insisted no condoms. And there is the condom developed issues when we were in action…and so on. So of course for the wise the morning after is a first resort.

Then the waiting starts; first you feel tired and a bit nauseated but you have answers you are worried and anxious, then your  sleeping pattern changes you are going 10hours instead of  8hours and you still have an explanation workload is killing you. Then your periods are late by a week and you dig up that once…

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Blessed New Year 2015

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Unto Him that has brought us this far will surely may it come to pass.

Raise a toast to yesterday’s achievements and
tomorrow’s brighter future.
May comfort be yours, warm and soft like a sigh.
And may the coming year show you that every day
is really a first day and a new year.
Let abundance be your constant companion, so
that you have much to share.
May mirth be near you always, like a lamp shining
brightly on the many paths you travel.
Work with the best of your abilities in 2015 and
show to the world you power to create wonderful
and superior things.
New Year 2015 may turn out to be a year when you
are put on the road to everlasting success and
Be the change that you wish to see at your
workplace and take initiatives to make things
Wish your tomorrow is more prosperous, happy and
successful than yesterday and today.
Looking forward to another year with hunger and
passion to exceed at work and you are sure to
meet with success.
Let new beginnings signify new chapter filled with
pages of success and happiness, written by the ink
of hard work and intelligence.
May the New Year bring us more wonderful
opportunities for success.
Here’s wishing you the gift of peace and prosperity
throughout 2015.

THE SILENT KILLER: Teenage Pregnancy In Uganda

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We have to protect and empower tomorrow’s mothers of this nation..


Teenage pregnancy has kept thousands of girls from school. Credit: Echwalu Photography Teenage pregnancy has kept thousands of girls from school. Photo Credit: Echwalu Photography

UGANDA has for some time now had the highest rates of teenage pregnancy in Sub-Saharan Africa at over 25% despite the existence of a law criminalizing Defilement. UBOS 2011 statistics indicate that the number of teenage mothers in the West Nile sub region shot from 3.7% in 2006 to 6.6% in 2011 despite several efforts by civil society to reverse the trend. The situation is not any better in the other parts of the country. Recent media reports revealed how 40,000 primary school girls are defiled by their very own teachers annually across the country many of whom end up pregnant.

The question then is why is such an unacceptable trend of gross human rights violations thriving?

The Uganda National Adolescent Health Policy defines adolescents as people between the ages of 10 and 19 years. This is…

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Should we tell people that we love them?

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“Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own” – Robert A Heinlein

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“…those three words, are said too much, they are not enough…” Chasing cars-Snow Patrol

I love this song. I love many songs, each for a different reason, some because they bring back memories and others simply because they sound beautiful. This particular one is because I agree with the lines in the song. I bet the words they were talking about here even though it wasn’t explicitly pointed out was “I love you”. I agree with the fact that they are said way too much and yet are they ever enough. Are they even necessary?

A good friend of mine once wrote on her bucket list, “Love the man I will marry” and even though I did not express it then, I though that was a defeatist view of life. A kind of settling. I am glad to announce that three years later, she is happily married and no she…

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YORO is uglish for YOLO

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I am not sure whether it is the times in which I have grown up and the ideals that were popularized during my youth, or that we have always battled with these internal struggles regardless of the era, but too many young people seem to be torn between two paths of life. One path involves possessing an inordinately acute awareness of the fleeting nature of life and how suddenly one can cease to exist, thus promoting notions of spontaneity and ‘living life to the fullest’. In it’s most reductive form, this philosophy can be condensed into one universal four-letter acronym: “YOLO”. Of course, this is an extreme description. Most people jump onto the YOLO wagon only occasionally, usually on the weekend, or when life seems like it has lost all meaning, or has become too much of a burden to bear.

The second path is the one that taunts these…

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