- from My Story"Bana Bana Mabega"
She was asking, in her SMS text message, what he wanted to know as well, “But where are you?” a chicken wing gets hot when you turn it on. Indeed. Where was he? He had been thinking about it a lot since the year begun. He thought it but he was still afraid to say it. 2010 and 2005 looked a like, for him. Nothing had changed.
Like in 2005, in 2010 he was standing by the side of a road waiting a commuter taxi that would take him to Entebbe. Every few minutes, nervously tapping his shirt pocket to hear the jingle of coins that were to be his fare. Making sure they were still there, because they were the only ones he had. The exact amount he needed to reach Bwebajja. In 2005 though the fare had not been 1500 shillings like it was today. Sometimes you could even go for 800 shillings. That had changed.
In 2005, his uncle had been unable to control himself, yelling even as his aunt tried to get him to quiet down, “You’re a fool! A fool! You will have to learn a lesson from life! It seems that is the only way you can learn.” He had not spoken to his uncle in two years but he knew what he would say now. Life was teaching him many lessons.
Like this lesson, that maybe he was a failure. That his uncle was right, he was a fool.
She wanted know where he was? He wanted to know too....