Today I celebrate my lifetime teammate, friend and
brother, the President of the Makerere Law Society. I look back at that unfortunate incident of 9th July 2013 as one dark day in his life
but for all that was, we thank the good Lord. Blessings lie ahead.
(The article below appeared in the Ntare School F.6
Arts Year Book)
It rained heavily drop by drop, it drenched my
clothes, I was reminded of my great friend in Ntare who once told me that “rain
drenches all, it does not discriminate” for it fall on the just and the unjust.
That was sometime in September 2013 at my new address in Nalya S.S
In my very own autobiography, “The Whispers of the
Butterfly”, I am stuck by the vivid memory of Tuesday 9th July 2013 when I trampled on my own destiny, when
I made an awful choice that made me lose sight of my future momentarily. At
around 11:30pm, I picked up the phone and as I dialed, the wisest and most
unpredictable man in the den entered Mbaguta room 6 and my life changed.
The weeks that followed were painful not because of
the reality that stared in my face that I would inevitably exit the gates of
this great institution but the painful fact that I would depart from the lives
of the young men who had impacted on my life, the brutal truth that I would not
be President Debate Club, the harsh reality of having my dreams shattered and
that as much as we wanted to , life had to move on for my close associates, for
my beautiful fellowship and for my revered compatriots in the arena of
leadership. It is those things that haunted me and they still do.
But like our great literary scholars have alluded to
the imperishable scriptures, “A righteous man falls seven times but he rises up
again”. I am now coming to grips with the fact that in the journey to
greatness, we always need experiential knowledge, what I have observed in the
past few months is that “we can never have all we need in life but we can use
what we have to make this world a better place.” The facts are simple, we may not
be together as the Arts fraternity, how we began is not how we stand, Brian and
I may be under other skies but we are connected to the great faculty of Arts by
ties that are invisible to the eye. We hold keys to achieving one other’s
dreams and we stand strong to say that our struggles were not in vain; it is
this realization that has given me reason to fight on and am humbled that you
gave me an opportunity to correspond in the Artifact. Thanks to you all, I
found the lion in me. The lion still roars as we reach for greater horizons.
(KANSIIME MUKAMA TAREMWA)
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