Tourism, White Privilege and Colonial Mentality in East Africa

Gospel Truth!!

Media Diversified

By Samira Sawlani

We walked into the police station in Uganda. My white British friend who wanted to file a complaint had asked me to accompany her. The three officers behind the desk stood up immediately, one giving her his chair, the other rushing to take notes and the third, with a great deal of concern on his face asked her what had happened.

Sat in the waiting area were a pregnant woman and an elderly gentleman, both were black Ugandans. The lady had been waiting over two hours for the police to attend to her while the gentleman had spoken to them regarding his issue and been told to wait. He’d been waiting for almost three hours. My friend on the other hand was dealt with immediately and within thirty minutes all procedures had been carried out and her complaint both logged and addressed.

Two years prior to this…

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House on fire — Brushstrokes of silent poetry

This is a poem by one of my favourites and also a friend I call my sister! I suggest you check her out.

I fight fires in my house. I have forgotten what it means to breathe. I fight amidst smoke-filled insecurities and choke my way through pain. Time passes and charred remains lay littered where vitality once birthed dreams. In this house, joy is a privilege. A priceless need drifting in and out of a dark sea […]

via House on fire — Brushstrokes of silent poetry

Turning 25!!!

Food for thought for you grown ups.


So I’m now 25 and there is a sudden urge in my heart that I can’t explain but I’ll try my best. Growing up all I wanted is to be successful; be rich, drive nice cars, have a beautiful wife and raise kids, and then somewhere along the way I realized that is not all it takes to be successful.

I thought by now I’d be on the Forbes list gracing magazines across the globe and inspiring youths to be more, my dreams are still valid but is that success?

I visioned myself in the latest sports car cruising from border to border mingling with the rich and famous then I realized that its actually very lonely at the top. Success is not about what you have done for your own self but what you have done for others.

I look at prominent business men and compare them to soldiers…

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The ‘New’ Side Chick: I Was Her

Too much truth

Miss T. N. king

A side chick is commonly known as a mistress or a woman that’s romantically involved with a man who is in a committed relationship.  However after doing some reflecting, I realize that’s not the only type of side chick.  I want to discuss “the new side chick”–a woman who decides to stay by a man’s side after he has expressed his lack of relationship intentions with her through his words or actions.  So many women have made this mistake at least once in their lifetime, and unfortunately I’ve done the same thing.

I like to think of the new side chick as an appetizer.  You’re there just to satisfy the immediate appetite of the man, but as soon as that mouth-watering entrée comes out to the table, you will get pushed to the side, literally.  Why?  Because that entrée is what he really wanted; he went to the restaurant to…

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Social Media Chronicles

My life! See my life!

Wake Up And Smell The Coffee

This list was so much fun to compile simply because of how relevant it is in todays technocentric world; more so for recovering social media junkies like myself!

Ten situations that will reveal how dominant social media is in your life:

1. When you find yourself using internet lingo in face to face conversations e.g. after someone cracks a joke and you unknowingly respond  “LOL”. Or when a blast from the past plays on the radio and you’re like “aaahh…TBT” (and it ain’t even Thursday) 😀

2. When you go to a restaurant and notice how the dining procedure has changed. It used to consist of waiting, fork and knife in hand as you watch the food being brought from the kitchen and even before it’s properly placed on the table, you have had your first bite. Nowadays, you are not doing it right if you don’t first take a…

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Why we lose friends in our 20s…



*some Emeli Sande to serenade your hearts and minds perhaps?*

I remember when I wrote 10 things every 20-something girl should know and how you, my amazing readers, thought that it was an interesting read.

Well here’s another one of those list thingamajigs my lovelies.

Hello my darlings.

Have I missed simply talking to you? YES.

Have I missed ranting and raving about anything and everything? YES.

Have I missed the love an affection that comes with writing to an audience that is not in my line of sight? HELL YEAH!!!

So let’s get to it then, shall we?


(I insist on 20s because it’s at this stage of growth that we realize that well…life happens and people happen as well.)


1. People change.

Everyone including yourself is changing; actually growing up. In this age-decade, we really…

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Love Letter

This is beautiful!!

Wake Up And Smell The Coffee

Self love.

At some point in our lives, this tends to be a struggle. For whatever reason, it gets hard to look in yourself without attacking, critiquing or bashing something about you. Your self love is blurred by a cloud of comparison and discontent of the state of your being. And it is nothing to be ashamed of because it’s just part of the process. It’s the part of growing up which truly reveals who we are while giving us the opportunity to rebuild who we want to be. The key is to avoid burying a hole so deep of self disdain that coming out of it is almost impossible or is tougher than it should be. In celebration of turning 21, my entry today is something that I would share with my 18 year old self given the chance.

Dear Me-at-18,

You are beautiful.

You are more than enough.


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