My pride

…..no no no Sharon, don’t leave me, u cant leave me Sharon, I mean, I’ve done everything I know how to do, I’ve given you every ounce of my heart and soul I’ve given my self to u more than I’ve ever given any body in my entire life and now after 4years your just going to walk out, u just gonna throw me out with out even telling me why?

Click

Jim walks in

Jim: Yo yo bro, what’s happening man?

Me: Nothing mate, what’s happening?

J: Just dumped mrs ding ding

Me: What happened man?

J: she’s fucking that bold arse motherfucker again, and you know what? She took him to stars ( boys hang out bar)

Me: You kidding

J: no shit

Me: what is wrong with women these days? I mean they are women; they are supposed to be sensitive!

J: fuck it, women fuckin’ suck

Me: you think so?

J: No some suck but a few suck well, I cannot tell you the last time I had a half way decent blow job

Me: are we talking about the same thing here?

I still can’t believe she pulled a high school move on you like that by bringing that cock sucker to your bar

J: I know

Me: I mean that violates the 2 classic rules in the Geneva convention of breaking up- the first of which is that you never under any circumstances ever are u supposed to hang out in your ex’s stopping grounds after you break up

J: Never

M: It’s a big city right?

J: Right

Me:…y does she have to suddenly start hanging out in our bar? She never used to hang there before

J:  Goddemn right

Me: … and what? There is not like a million other bars in town?

J: No

Me: We don’t want her there

J: No

Me:  She is not welcome

J: Hell no

Me: I mean isn’t there some kind of statute or limitation or some thing that makes that kind of behavior unconstitutional?

J: That’s fuckin’ bullshit eddy

Me:  Fuckin’ bullshit jimmy

Ishmael walks in

Ish:  Whats up fuckilos? Hey ed I hope your gal is not here coz there are some fine young things coming over tonight, we talked about this right?

Silence

She’s leaving me man

 Ish: what? Why? What did you do this time?

J: say, I swear to God!

Me: its true…I am sick. I gave Sharon 4yrs of my life, 4 good years, I mean sure we had our problems every body does. But…it was mostly good times,…and that’s how your supposed to tell, I mean no body is perfect but as long as the good times out way the bad that’s what’s supposed to count  right?….unless if you dint see it that way, unless if I dint really make her happy

J:  That’s bullshit eddy you’re a man, since when is it a man’s job to make a woman happy?

M, Ish, what?

J, my point is, you were happy right?, for 4yrs you were happy, u know what I give for that…this right here (right hand up) my right fuckin arm. Look at me, I am a lonely guy who goes from one relationship to another, whose only solace has found completely at the bottom of a bottle of whisky. I can’t remember a single time in my life when I was happy for four consecutive days later on four years are you kidding me? You know whose fuckin fault that is? Mine, coz I am responsible for my own happiness, if Sharon wasn’t happy, that was her fuckin problem- she dint do the things that she needed to do to make sure that she was happy- your not a mind reader ed, your not fuckin psychic, your ed and you are the best people I know… and if she cant see that, then she needs to go where- hell, that’s where she needs to be.

Me: Then why does it hurt so badly uh, y does it feel like I want to die inside?

Ish: (talking to jim) where are your feeling genius?

J: Oh now I’ve no feeling? Look here you fag I’ve got more feelings in my left nut than you two school girls put together

M; Ish; Ooooh

J: I know, I know what they say about guys like me-  that we are dogs, pigs and yeah, they don’t exclude, they say all men are dogs, and they talk, talk and talk their little arses off about how monsters we are and they don’t understand that they are the very ones who created this whole thing.

M; Ish, hahahahahaa…..

J: Laugh all you want but I’m serious, every womanizer, every player, eeeevry guy juggling 3 broads at the same time is only doing so out of fear, fear of being crushed by a woman coz one day back in the day they were not all player, they liked one girl,…just one

Ish: …and they gave it up to her dint they?

J: …and they gave it up to her, that’s right, they gave it up to that one girl and guess what happened, they got crushed, destroyed, cheated on and laughed at,…and when they finished picking up the little pieces of their heart you know what they said?…every one of them made a vow…

Ish:, never to give it up again

J: that’s right, never, but now we are talking about the real bastards here, the guys that break hearts occupationally coz believe it or not those cats were the most beautiful and most romantic of all and you know what happened? They are the ones that got hurt the worst of all

Me: …so you saying that you’re afraid?

J: Absolutely, I’m never gonna get my heart broken like I did when I was 17

ME; but y, y do people hurt each other like that? Y can’t they just take care of each others feeling, I mean its easy

Ish; because people are selfish and they don’t care, I mean, look we’ve all done it, we’ve all been in that situation where we are with another woman and we know what we are about to do is wrong, we know that if we go ahead and do this thing it’s gon hurt some body we care about so badly and will ruin every thing, I mean every thing, all years of work that we put into it and some times children but you look at that young piece of arse in front of us and that moment, we just throw everything away and do it any way…we fuckin’ do it any way. Throw away the people that are most valuable to us.

Me; its horrible

Ish; frightening

J;  The kind of stuff that make you want to turn gay.

ME; oh Noooo jimmy, please don’t go there.

It seems like yesterday when I started working with this telecom company, friends I had finished University with kept telling me of how lucky I was for having finished campus and rite away gotten a job, I also felt lucky not until recently.

Having been able to enjoy the “sweat” at the end of the day, I came to realize that it was becoming more than what I was earning for it, that’s why am calling it quits, yes, am throwing in the towel. I can’t keep like this folks, am tired, my body tired already, I feel am too young for this kinda shit- get up at 5, sign in at 7:45am, sit yo arse there for 12hrs, am not kidding,… I live work at 7pm some times even 8pm for what? That money isn’t worth it. I feel that am even being ripped off, I mean, I can’t work for 12hrs for that little pay no way, will think about the consequences later but for now, I gas to go.

My girl friend was asking me what am going to do for survival, she was actually advising me not to quit before I find another job, I thought that was good advise except that I don’t intend to work for any body ever again. Don’t get me wrong… and no…am not going to start robbing.

Let me tell you what I am going to do

See, I want to be rich, I don’t know about you but for me, my plan is to be wealthy some day so that I can be able to put a smile on the loved ones.  I don’t see my self doing that if I am to continue sitting in office,  that will only profit my bosses, those that I sit there and think for not me, and that tips over my plan, see,… the plan is ME for the wealth not them, ME!

I’ll tell you this, Look around Kampala for instance. No offence but who ever is reading this from their fancy office. You are not the richest guy in Kampala, yes, don’t be surprised. Why are you surprised? And close your mouths that ain’t news.  If you don’t believe me check your pockets right now and your bank accounts. If by any chance there is something, am sure you didn’t earn it from your job and if you did then you’re probably the corrupt guy who is supposed to be behind bars.

The Moolahs of Kampala are the other guys down town who sell fake clothes from china, those that sell fake fridges and fucked up televisions that work for a week and they blackout, yes those guys that sell electrical appliance and the likes. My guy, those are the guys that own Kampala, most of the buildings you see around belong to them and these are the guys that drive around in coronas (kibina) short chassis prados and kikumis not your luxury VX land cruisers and the likes which in most cases are company vehicles or government cars. Don’t ask I’ve done my research.

I like to believe that most of you, who wake up every working day and put on expensive suits, then enter your AC offices and sit in those comfortable chairs where you swing your arse while passing all kinds of wind are cowards. that’s right, you cant stand up and face the facts, you cant leave that job where you are assured of a pay at the end of the month regardless of whether you are satisfied with it or not. You can’t afford to take a risk of walking away because you have a wife at home, “what will I tell my kids if I don’t get that pay cheque at the end of the month” you ask your self, what, daddy decided to hassle and it backfired on his arse? You can’t can you? But Me I can, and am going to. You know why? I’ll tell you why.

First off, I have no kids, no wife to answer to and am only 24,so,…I feel I can take the risk now, be it a whole year or 2 with nothing but I know that SOME DAY I’ll definitely get paid.

I am going to go out there and hustle and flow, my plot is to get paid by day and not wait for pea nuts at the end of a whole damn month.

Wish me luck

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I know u think that I shouldn’t still love

But I know that if I didn’t say it, well, i would still have felt it so, where is the sense in that?

I know you want us to be ‘good friends’ because that’s what you said the last time we talked about us. You said we should be friends now, I said ‘yeah its okay, we could be good friends, we could share secrets and even tell each other about the dates we go for…’ I didn’t mean it

You say am still young and a bit un serious about relationships, you say I am a liar and I don’t take me seriously, you say I like hanging around Mathew and Jeff more than I like being around you. You say I prefer eating out to your dishes. But come on, that’s not true, we ate in when my sister visited last February and I said you were a wonderful cook my sister thought so too.

I know your just saying all that so that you could put the blame on me, you want me to believe am the reason we failed, you go around telling friends that it was me who failed us, that I never gave us a chance when you wanted to. That I changed when I got that job

….no I didn’t,

…. it was only when I had to work late. It’s a guy thing you wouldn’t understand.

So, when did peter come back from school?

I thought you said he was bad for having left you for all those years with out communicating. I remember you saying you hated him so bad that you would pass him without even saying ‘hello’

…I know he’s your ex boyfriend and your still good friends. But Jackie doesn’t think so, she thinks your back with him and she told me she saw you two at Caddies’ holding hands while you both ordered for what you thought the other liked to eat.

…..but she’s your friend

…..what does her being my ex got to do with seeing you and Peter holding hands?

…..come on Sharon we talked about this already.

…..and now you think she wants me?

…..what ever!

…..so you’re saying you didn’t have lunch with peter and Jackie just made that story up?

…..OK,

……how bout him rubbing you hands?

……I didn’t make anything up that’s what Jackie told me

……you don’t want to talk about it fine, then don’t.

(Silence)

But I need to know, is it true what Jackie says? That he kissed you on the cheek before you said good buy?

……I know it was on the cheek that’s why am not in jail right now for sending him to his creator.

….it’s none of my business?

Ok, just tell me the truth; was it the wedding you wanted? We could start working towards that if you like.

I know most of your friends are married now, Diana is going to have her first child soon and Miriam getting married next month, you must feel bad I know but that shouldn’t mean you should be bitter and throw out your boyfriend of 4 years.

Sharon, Sharon it’s me. It’s Eddy, your Edd!

It was at around 3pm on Saturday the 28 Th of June when Philips brother called my friend isak and told him Philip had drowned in munyonyo.

Philip 25 was studying in the united states and living in south Africa with his family, he had come to Uganda on holiday.

Philips body was found on Tuesday after spending 3 whole nights alone under that cold water. he will be laid to rest 2day the 5th of July at his home village in Hoima district.

may his soul rest in peace