My Joy That Didn’t last

On the first day I stepped on campus, I felt like I was breathing in a different kind of fresh air. Makerere University had always been my dream university. I couldn't compare the excitement I had to anything. My parents drove me to the hostel I had earlier earlier booked -a certain Douglas Villa, I … Continue reading My Joy That Didn’t last

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For the many times I start out to write and fail

In many cases, I have an idea but I fail to sketch it out on paper. The numerous reasons as to why I fail are at times as weak as the strong reasons I have for writing. Firstly, the imagination dies. I don't know how but all over a sudden the imaginative world runs blank. … Continue reading For the many times I start out to write and fail