Waiswa Writes.....

Are humans really human, or are we just something else? This question challenges the very core of our existence. Over the years, many of us have failed to understand the simple truth that we live because others live. Life is a shared experience, yet when elections arrive, we often forget this basic truth. People transform into monsters, with malice against one another in a battle that only serves to divide us. We forget that elections are temporary, they come and go, but we, as human beings, remain. This world, the one we call home, was given to us by God, and it is our responsibility to protect it for all, regardless of political or ideological differences. If we deny others their right to live in peace within this world, where do we expect them to go? What do we gain by pushing others away? If the only thing we have to show each other is hatred because of our political views, then what separates us from animals? What right do we have to call a pig dirty? We act with extreme violenc...

Peace had finally returned to Arua, but the sorcerer had left a deadly disease behind. The disease had been sweeping through the village, leaving a trail of death and destruction in its wake. Doctors and wise men searched for a solution for years, but nothing was found. That was until they discovered that the secret to heal the disease laid in a medicine that was locked deep underground in the world of death. The journey was perilous, and many had attempted it before but never returned. The villagers were hesitant to send anyone else to die, but Caroline stepped forward, volunteering to take on the challenge. The chief looked at her with a mixture of surprise and concern. "Caroline, you're just a woman," he said. "This is a journey for the brave and the strong." But Caroline was not deterred. She smiled and replied, "Out of a woman comes life, and so through a woman, Arua will be healed." The villagers were moved by her words, and they began to pray fo...

Understanding that the person next to you is the devil is better than trusting a million angels you know nothing about. This harsh reality is difficult to swallow, but it's essential to acknowledge. Here's a mind-blowing fact: in a community of a thousand people, at most, only one is genuinely real. The rest are masquerading as something they're not. We're all born with the same human nature, but our characters differ vastly. Most people around us are like hyenas covered in sheepskin; they're opportunists who feed on others' vulnerabilities, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake. Sadly, it's challenging to identify such individuals because they're masters of camouflage. Today, I want to talk about hypocrites – the modern-day Judas Iscariots. They're the reason for most of the pain and suffering happening around us. These individuals lack empathy and feelings. They're like chameleons, changing colors to blend in with their surroundings....

Caroline was a simple girl born from West Nile, a place where music was forbidden and ruled by the sorcerer. A wicked sorcerer had seized the people, making them his slaves and forcing everyone to live in silence. For years, the sorcerer mistreated and tortured innocent people, abolishing music. Arresting and killing anyone caught singing. The sorcerer's rule was brutal, and the people lived in fear. They were not allowed to express themselves, and any form of creativity was crushed. But despite the hardships, a girl named Caroline was born. She grew up in a world without music, but she had a spark within her that longed to be free. As she grew older, Caroline became a pharmacist, selling drugs with a smile and bringing joy to the broken. She was a beacon of hope in a desperate place, and people looked up to her. But Caroline's life took a dramatic turn one day when she witnessed the sorcerer torturing a young boy for singing. The young boy was beaten and thrown into jail, and ...

My Sugarcane, on this Valentine's Day, I'm overwhelmed with emotions as I think about the incredible gift you are to me. Today reminds me of the depth of my love for you and the immense gratitude I feel for having you by my side. You're the sunshine that brightens every day, not even shadows can escape your light. You're the calm in every storm, and the safe haven where I can always find peace. I cherish the trust you've placed in me, and I promise to continue earning it every day. In a world full of negativity and evil thoughts, you've stood by me, unwavering and unshakeable. Your love is my strength, my inspiration, and the reason why i keep on living. Just as I promised on the day we met, I vow to love you until the end of time. Through life's ups and downs, I'll hold your hand, cherish your heart, and give you the respect a woman deserves. I'll make mistakes, but I'll always learn from them, and I'll do everything in my power to make ...

My name is Marijuana, and I'm fed up with being the scapegoat for every fool's reckless behavior. I've been blamed for crimes ranging from rape to theft, and it's gotten old. Newsflash: just because someone smokes me doesn't mean I'm the one pulling the strings. I've kept quiet, hoping that people would eventually wise up and take responsibility for their actions. But no, nothing has changed. I'm just a plant, I don't even have a voice, unless I borrow one from some weirdo - and I mean that literally. I'm currently using the vocal cords of Joshua, a weirdo, a weird weirdo. This guy Joshua is a weird weirdo. Tall, handsome, but utterly fake when it comes to relationships. I mean, the guy runs for the hills if a girl smiles at him. What a waste! Just a whisper, "his parents would have bought a pumpkin or maybe planted me in their backyard instead, coz I'm more of use than this weirdo. You know what I'm saying." Anyway, back to my ...

 As I navigate the complexities of life, I've come to realize that everyone is on their own unique journey. The notion of a collective "you and me" or "them and us" is nothing more than an illusion. Even the heroes we admire and aspire to emulate are flawed, just like us. They mislead, break hearts, and disappoint. As we age, we gain a deeper understanding of the world and its intricacies. We discover that those we consider "our people" often aren't as loyal as we thought. Conversely, those we underestimate or overlook, become our family. Some friends are more than family; they're the ones who stand by us through thick and thin. I recall a saying: "Even twins don't have the same thumbprint." This phrase was confusing when I was young, but now I grasp its significance. We often cling to those who devalue us while neglecting those who appreciate our worth. I've been lost in thought, grappling with the notion that one person'...

 Being a woman is a multifaceted experience that transcends the boundaries of language and definition. It is a role that embodies immense strength, resilience, and sacrifice. How would the world look without women? It's a daunting thought, one that underscores the vital contributions women make to our families, communities, and societies. She turns a bad day into the best day, bringing light and joy to those around them. It doesn’t matter how ugly the day may look, but when she walks in, the light shines. Even in the midst of sorrow and pain, she conceals her anguish and radiates a warm smile, selflessly prioritizing the needs of others above her own. Being a woman means a multitude of things, concepts that not even a billion dictionaries can fully explain. To be a woman is to carry a heavy load on the back for life, a weight that is both physical and emotional. When a woman cries, understand that she has held back her tears for far too long, silently enduring the weight of her e...

 A Ugandan wise man once said, "Some people are given meat, yet they have no teeth." This proverb rings true today, as those with the ability to seize opportunities are often left wanting, while those who seem least equipped are somehow showered with abundance. It's a stark reality that seems unfair, where hard work and dedication yield less rewards, while laziness and complacency are often richly rewarded. The industrious are left with scraps, while the indolent feast on excess, their plates overflowing with more than they can consume. This is the harsh reality: wealth tends to flow to those who are reckless and irresponsible, who live in the moment without a thought for the consequences of their actions or the well-being of others. We see it in the rampant crime and violence that plagues our world, in the wars fought over power and profit, and in the heinous acts of exploitation and abuse that satisfy the twisted desires of the privileged few. They amass wealth, but t...

 It's not that I don't want to be with people, but every attempt I've made to form meaningful bonds has ended in heartbreak. Those I've trusted have exploited my vulnerability, leaving me shattered and bewildered. I'm left questioning what I overlooked, what fundamental aspect of human nature I failed to grasp. Was I blind to the warning signs, ignorant of the complexities of the human heart, or simply naive to the cruelties that others are capable of? Ever since my heart was crushed, I've found myself observing people from a distance, merely existing as I navigate the remaining race of my life. There are times when loneliness makes me cry, big as I look, tears run down my face. Some days I find myself standing on the side roads yearning for someone to share my achievements with, or to offer comfort when I need it most. I long to hear those reassuring words: "Everything will be okay." Being lonely has been a harsh yet an effective teacher. I've...

November 18, 2020, will forever be etched in our collective memory as a day of unimaginable tragedy. Countless innocent lives were brutally taken, their dreams and aspirations extinguished in an instant. A young child, full of promise and potential, was among those senselessly killed. That fateful day, the world witnessed the horrors unfold on live camera, a stark reminder of our failure as a society. The brutal killings shook the very foundations of our humanity, leaving us to ponder: What drives individuals to commit such atrocities? No one deserves to die, especially not for political reasons. The value of human life is sacred, and its loss should never be celebrated. Yet, we see people rejoicing in the demise of others, oblivious to the fact that death awaits us all. Uganda's struggle for independence was meant to usher in an era of freedom, peace, and democracy. Our founding fathers envisioned a future where every citizen could live without fear, every voice could be heard, an...

One man asked, "Do you know why Satan had to tempt Jesus in the desert?" The devil told Jesus to change the stone into bread because Jesus was hungry. Here's the kicker: that's educative—the devil only tempts people who are in desperate situations. This man went on to say, "The devil will never tempt you to change the stone into bread when you're satisfied with food; he's not stupid. He waits until the time of your great need to drive you away from God, using what you need most." The whispers of the devil become louder when we are desperate and suffering. Thankfully, God already knew how weak we are during our challenging seasons, so He gave us another form of food—the Gospel of Jesus Christ. That's why it's essential to carry a Bible and pray almost every time you get the chance, especially in our desperate and challenging seasons. Many walk from church to church and from pastor to pastor, looking for solutions during those bad seasons. We s...

 My dearest Michelle, I'm sitting here with a heavy heart, trying to make sense of your departure. I don't remember hurting you, yelling at you, insulting you, or mistreating you in any way. I don't recall cheating on you or breaking the trust we shared. If I wasn't giving you enough, I thought we had a bond strong enough for you to tell me, and I would work harder. If it was less love, I believed our connection was deep enough for you to share your feelings, and I would strive to improve. I vividly remember our wedding day; you promised to stand by me until death parted us. We vowed to face life's challenges together, for better or worse. You said I was yours, and you were mine. Those words echo in my mind now. Every day, our children ask about you. Lilian looks out the window, hoping you'll return. I'm running out of words to explain your absence. Our son blames me, thinking I drove you away. The pain in their eyes is unbearable. As Lilian approach...

 Today, I seal our love forever. I remember the day I first saw you; I couldn't imagine that someone of low class like me could win the heart of a beautiful woman like you. That day, my eyes spoke a billion love poems, but your captivating beauty left me breathless. I had to muster the courage to approach you, knowing men with hearts like hyenas lurked, ready to snatch you away. I lied when I asked you for directions; truthfully, I just wanted to start a conversation. Thankfully, it worked out. I'm not promising to be the perfect husband, that would be a lie, but I vow to do my best. I love you; I want you to know that. Not even my foolishness will ever take it away. You're the first woman to love me for who I am: shabby, foolish, poor, and imperfect. You gave my dirty life a blind eye and loved me unconditionally. Thank you for being patient. I promise to work on myself, to grow and improve as your husband. I'll stand by you through every situation and sacrifice ...

Growing up, we often take our parents' efforts for granted. We overlook the sacrifices they make, the late nights and early mornings, the countless hours spent providing for us. But as we mature, we come to realize the magnitude of their love and dedication. Similarly, if we were to catch a glimpse of the spirit world, we would spend every waking moment praying. We would be astonished by the constant battle raging around us, the invisible forces seeking to destroy our souls. I share my testimony as a witness to an extraordinary event. During my school days, I was brutally attacked by a gang of thugs one fateful night. As I stood alone and defenseless, an angel appeared out of nowhere, driving the assailants away and escorting me home. I shared this story, but no one believed me. I understood their skepticism, for our minds struggle to comprehend such powerful entities. That incident was just a glimpse into the spiritual realm, a realm that operates beyond our physical senses. Every...

 The truth is, we're all going to become food for worms someday. This is the fate for everyone regardless of rank or honor. A lot of people have seemed to forget that we all have the same fate which is death. You find them killing as if they’ll never die, they beat, torture and oppress as if they own life.  I’ve written this article, basing on the notorious thief, murderer and robber called Sobi. This was a guy who created terror amongst innocent people and boasted in it. He caused suffering and pain, stealing, and killing with impunity for almost thirty years. All because of a paper called money. But like they say, “he who kills by the sword, dies by the sword”, Sobi died by the sword, killed in a manner that’s so inhuman. He was cut on his throat like a goat. A man who boasted in the wrongs that he did was found in cold blood like some kind of a street dog. The day he died, is when the nation knew that he even had a family that he loved. The late Prince Paul Kafeero said in ...

 In honor of Hon. Judith Babirye, Uganda's renowned Queen of Gospel Music. The freedom I've received was bought with blood, The hospitality I've received was made possible by blood, The price of life was paid in blood, The blood of Jesus, sufficient for me. When He died in shame, I saw mercy, The Son of God showed me love. The blood He poured out was precious, Washing and cleansing away every scar. The blood of Jesus is all I need, It washes away every scar. I'll dip my clothes in His blood, I will not fear when He calls my name. When He said, 'It is finished,' I survived the grave. When He said, 'Forgive them,' I received mercy. In His pain, He spoke for me because He loved me. He called out His Father to strengthen Him, so that I might live. The blood of Jesus is all I need, It washes away every scar. I'll dip my clothes in His blood, I will not fear when He calls my name. It’s enough when the grave is open, It’s enough when hope seems lost. Call o...

Honoring the Duo Behind 'Omwana Wani': Umar Mwange and Jackie Babirye's Musical Excellence Umar Mwanje: "If I pack clothes in a suitcase, does it mean they belong to the suitcase? Or if I store clothes in a wardrobe, does it mean they belong to the wardrobe? If I pour water into a tank, does it mean it belongs to the tank? Similarly, if I have a child with you, does it mean the child belongs to you? You women are like suitcases where we keep our children. The moment you give birth, the child belongs to the man. When dropped on the ground, the first name the child pronounces is 'daddy'." Jackie Babirye: "You men have a lot of nerve! Do you know the labor pain I felt when giving birth? You think the child belongs to the man? Have you ever carried a pregnancy for nine months? Have you ever experienced a man dying in labor? The child belongs to the woman! Pronouncing 'daddy' is just childish talk. When the child grows up and gets scared, they shou...

Jesus' teachings on divorce in Matthew 5:32 may seem unfair, especially when considering the harsh realities of toxic marriages. However, it's essential to understand the context and God's original design for marriage, as revealed in the biblical account of creation. In the beginning, God created Adam and Eve, demonstrating that He is the one who unites people in relationships. This divine union is the foundation of marriage, and it's crucial to recognize that God is the author of marriage. When we forget this and seek partners based on feelings, lust, or superficial qualities, we risk entering toxic marriages that can lead to emotional, physical, and spiritual harm. Hence, leading to divorce, a sin that Jesus Christ warned us about. God's original design for marriage is rooted in His goodness and desire for human flourishing. He created Eve to be Adam's helper and companion, and their union was meant to reflect God's love and wisdom. The answer to building ...

 Oh, God, it's been 2024 years since you left us. Your children are dying, suffering, and crying out for your intervention. Have you forgotten about the innocent? Why are you so silent when evil runs rampant, bringing sorrow and pain to the most vulnerable? In Africa, dictators have exploited the poor, using their power to enrich themselves while the people suffer. They've corrupted everything needed for survival: schools lie in ruins, hospitals lack basic medical supplies, and the economy is in shambles. People die recklessly because the dictator neglected his work, more concerned with maintaining his grip on power than serving his people. In Ukraine, children are hiding in bomb shelters, their childhoods shattered by the sound of gunfire and explosions. In Yemen, they're dying of starvation, their tiny bodies weakened by hunger and disease. In Syria, they're forced to flee their homes, their families torn apart by conflict and violence. In Gaza, children are trapped i...

In a world where success is often measured by earthly standards, there exists a group of individuals who embody the greatest job on earth. Street preachers of God, armed with the transformative power of the gospel, take to the streets to share the message of redemption. Their calling surpasses the influence of presidents, the bravery of navy sailors, and the expertise of any profession. For what is more impactful than saving souls from eternal darkness? What is more courageous than standing firm in the face of adversity, proclaiming the love of God to a world in need? What is more selfless than sacrificing comfort, convenience, and even safety to spread the hope of salvation? These modern-day disciples, driven by a deep love for humanity, do the greatest job in the world. They are the frontline workers of faith, the vanguard of hope, and the beacons of light in a world torn apart by darkness. Their work has eternal significance, shaping the destiny of souls for generations to come. Let...

This generation is exceptionally fortunate, blessed with an unprecedented level of God's mercy and patience. Despite our rampant blasphemy, rebellion, and evil deeds, Jesus Christ continues to intercede on our behalf, holding back the wrath of God. It's as if God's mercy is a mighty dam, holding back the torrent of His judgment, giving us space to repent and turn to Him. We are living in a time of unbridled wickedness, where evil is celebrated, and righteousness is mocked. Yet, God's patience endures, His mercy prevails, and His love persists. He sees the depths of our depravity, the magnitude of our sin, and still, He holds back His hand. Jesus Christ, the Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world, stands before the throne of God, pleading our case, covering our shame, and bearing our guilt. His intercession is our only hope, our sole refuge from the storm of God's wrath. Compared to previous generations, we have been given an extraordinary opportunity to re...

The story of Adam and Eve's disobedience in the Garden of Eden marks the beginning of a downward spiral that has led humanity into a vortex of chaos, destruction, and unrelenting suffering. Their choice to succumb to Lucifer's temptation has had far-reaching consequences, unleashing a maelstrom of evil that has ravaged the world. The mistake of Adam and Eve was not just a simple error in judgment; it was a fundamental rejection of God's authority and wisdom. They chose to prioritize their own desires and ambitions over the clear instructions and warnings given to them. This act of defiance opened the floodgates to a deluge of sin, corruption, and violence that has engulfed humanity. Lucifer's pride and arrogance, which led him to rebel against God, set the stage for this catastrophe. His desire for power, control, and self-exaltation created a rift in the heavenly realm, leading to his expulsion and the corruption of humanity. Lucifer's malevolent influence has orch...

 Angels are said to roam the world, safeguarding God's people, but their presence is too awe-inspiring for human eyes. Instead, they manifest their duties through capable individuals. I've lived a life marked by struggles, mistakes, and difficulties, but God's mercy has been my constant refuge since childhood. As the only son on my father's side, my African culture expects me to shoulder the weight of family responsibilities . Witnessing my father's downfall was a painful experience that still resonates deeply. However, God's love has been my comfort, solace, and strength. My life took a surprising turn when I met Presly, a kind-hearted gentleman from the USA, on Facebook. Despite being strangers from different parts of the world, he trusted me with his kindness and generosity, becoming a listening ear when I needed it most. His financial support was an unexpected blessing from God, reminding me that I'm not alone. Presly's sudden appearance in my life i...

Once upon a time, there lived a man named Npotu who was consumed by pride and arrogance. He believed himself to be the wisest person in the village, superior to everyone else. Npotu refused to listen to others, convinced that he knew better. On the day of his daughter's introduction ceremony, disaster struck. As he was walking to the event, he was suddenly overcome with a running stomach and had to rush into the bushes to relieve himself. In his haste, some feces accidentally fell onto his trousers. Despite the efforts of others to discreetly inform him of his problem, Npotu refused to listen, believing himself to be too intelligent to be corrected by anyone. So, he continued on to the ceremony, unaware of the embarrassing stain on his trousers. As he mingled with the guests, people at the ceremony started noticing a bad smell and they all started to look around, trying to find the source. That's when they saw it: feces on Npotu's trousers! The room fell silent, and all eye...

The growing trend of mocking and belittling Christianity has become a deeply troubling situation, sparking widespread concern among believers and non-believers alike. It's astonishing to witness individuals fearlessly mocking God, who has brought comfort, hope, and guidance to millions of people around the world. Even though no one has ever seen God, people have the audacity to make insulting jokes and hold mocking ceremonies. This blatant disrespect towards a belief system that brings solace, purpose, and meaning to countless lives is not only disheartening but also highlights the need to construct boundaries for human rights. The pervasive nature of this trend raises important questions about democracy. While free speech is a fundamental right, it's crucial to exercise it responsibly and with consideration for others. Mocking and ridiculing Christianity, or any religion, not only inflicts emotional pain on the faithful but also erodes the fabric of our society. It undermines ...