To my beloved Mayor
- The latest hit in Kampala is K’Nigeria “bottle a man and save energy” – all billboards and radio stations have announced the song – now we know. - And Wittgenstein Ludwig a former chair and predecessor to Isaac Newton was asked the most difficult thing to do, he replied, “ helping a fly out of a bottle”. - On Hoima road – at the so called Kasubi market heavy down pour has swept all mud on the newly constructed Kasubi road, down the gullies to cover the emerging pot holes near the gas station, indeed KCC will have no job to do there and then. - Further ahead – rainwater has swept the road clean of all tribes of garbage offering drainage water an opportunity to hop over dug trenches into the road. - Wonderful Kampala City Council. At times one is caught between crying and laughter! - Rubigi has been camaraderie to bicycle transporters, turning pedestrians bad luck into a BodaBoda money-minting occasion. I was about to shout Swines, Buffons but…… - From Bwaise across the big swamp to Hoima road disaster has struck. - Heavens opened up for a concrete four hours marathon – and hell broke loose like nothing you’ve never seen before. - Water among the African, is fantastic scenery of bizarre absurdity. It was time for me to catch a glimpse on reality – is it termed a real time event? - My fine shoe had betrayed me at first – trying to squeeze myself on now very narrow pavements to save the shine on it. - This is Kampala in Afrika – blame God who created rain! - BodaBoda cyclists never offered space for quick locomotion, have long hijacked the pavements to escape natures’ calamity. - Water was in direct battle, a serious confrontation with the African. - All the same, I hit the road – for no time is better than this time to understand the battle on Kampala streets and its suburbs, between rains, citizen merchants and their merchandise. - Poor me forced off the pavement – a Matatu came to an instant stop, a squeal to be precise, almost knocking me off the road. Instantly a passenger jumps out – a smartly dressed lady of no cheap variety. - A handbag swung turns it into an umbrella covering well-tended hairstyle I mean a hair do, now heavily bombarded with tropic torrential rains and nowhere to hide - gods’ tears turn a hair do into disorder. - With a sudden bust of motor engines – BodaBoda cyclist had spotted a coin and tens of them almost ride into her calling on top of their voice Mamma tugende (Madam board this one). - Uganda and her citizens are gripped into market terrorism, a hysteria only comparable to paranoia. - Newspaper vendors and many other clans of ware peddlers, whenever wind blows water into their direction they squeeze further into the legs standing above them! - Kampala becomes more exciting and awesome. - I mind my own business – I have to pick my gumboots to catch on a battle of wits; as water battles the citizens. - Matatus are at a standstill in their insect file motion – reason being there is low traffic police manning the junctions. - The sole one I have seen at a junction is drenched all through – I remembered recent TV documentary of crumbling police resident at Naguru- I feel so sorry for the guy. - UTODA (what does it stand for!) hey hey; yes they are called “traffic wardens” are hidden away from the elements. Chaos becomes an ordered. - 30 minutes jammed in a terrible traffic pack, a distance of not less than 500 meters is covered. - I jump off the ramshackle piece of steel – and hit the street again heading towards a business mercantile lane down town mayor. - A milliard of merchandise stacked away in heavy white and black polythene bags – as does business propri Bwanika ________ http://www.idrconsulting.com --> for your consultancy needs _______________________________________________ Ugandanet mailing list Ugandanet@kym.net http://kym.net/mailman/listinfo/ugandanet % UGANDANET is generously hosted by INFOCOM http://www.infocom.co.ug/
