For money, for love or for both
Jun 27, 2007
PASTOR Kiweweesi of Kansanga Miracle Centre has finally got himself a pastoress to maketh him lieth in green pastures and leadeth him beside quiet waters Ps 23! The name of the beautiful one is Sasha Barbara. Their parents gave them a go ahead last weekend and the only approval they are waiting for
PASTOR Kiweweesi of Kansanga Miracle Centre has finally got himself a pastoress to maketh him lieth in green pastures and leadeth him beside quiet waters Ps 23! The name of the beautiful one is Sasha Barbara. Their parents gave them a go ahead last weekend and the only approval they are waiting for is God’s – coming soon.
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I know many parents who pray that some loaded guy – especially a pastor of Kiweweesi’s calibre or a Movement guy of Saleh’s muscle — falls victim to their daughters’ beauty. As for me, I officially do not mind and I have been heard publicly saying that love should be allowed to triumph over wealth. But behind closed doors, if my daughter can bring me a loaded pastor, I would gladly announce some discovery of an oil well.
Oh yes, I love pastors including Pastor Joshua Mugabi, who always preaches about – usually against — my articles in KPC North, but that is not my topic.
Parents want their offspring to advance in status using marriage. For many, it is a selfish assurance of old age assistance and, to all, it is a natural parental feeling.
Sometimes couples are lucky to marry for love like the Kiweweesis. But to always demand it from our daughters exposes us to the Aya sibling phenomenon. A Saudi Prince knocks on your door and leaves you all smiles because he wants your offspring. You order your daughter to knock down her every impediment, including her virginity, for him — the way Shimoni was chopped down and, guess what? The guy disappears leaving your daughter’s innocence unrecoverable.
You remain with a Shimoni corpse, slowly decomposing into a rodent national park and at a serious risk of invasion by Basongola cattle keepers.
Then the prince calls again — later, saying the daughter was too small for his investments. That unless you add him another daughter, he would pull out of the whole thing. At that level, you feel adding a little bit to salvage the much already invested would not hurt. So you succumb to the temptation and give him another daughter even when you have to relocate National Theatre and Uganda Broadcasting Corporation to some suburb in Bunamwaya. Then, after adding her onto her elder sister and parceling them up for the Saudi prince to take, he asks you to pay for his air ticket to take your daughters to his home.
I am not a trained sociologist, but my usual reaction to such state of affairs is, and I quote: “Aya! Aya proper!†It has nothing to do with the Aya brothers who took over the Nakasero TV land! I have no time for brothers who promised a Hilton Hotel by CHOGM time only to start asking for an address to the nearest microfinance. This is an official disclaimer, by the way.
Men always come in pomp like Aya fathers and as soon as the girl and her parents have signed off prime land, they start running around in disarray looking for loan adverts. Then they ask the father-in-law for credit to buy supper.
That is the fate of people who chase after quick wealth. The more we demand it from people the more the people get ideas to seem like they have it. The other day we went for kwanjula and most of the baskets we carried were actually empty! No! Don’t laugh! Even the parents of the girl knew about the kiwani — kuweesa omukolo ekitiibwa! (falsehood to make the function pompous!) The guests thought we were as blessed as he who comes in the name of the Lord, but we were just being Aya uncles!
In this era of a stronger shilling, five months before CHOGM, we should seek first the kingdom of love and all the rest will fall in line. You can let your daughter marry her economic equal as long as they have the motivation to work harder. Nothing is impossible! Who knew that a Uganda shilling would rise back to sh1,000 to a dollar?
In fact, by copy of this article, I am instructing this company to start paying me in Uganda shillings.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
I know many parents who pray that some loaded guy – especially a pastor of Kiweweesi’s calibre or a Movement guy of Saleh’s muscle — falls victim to their daughters’ beauty. As for me, I officially do not mind and I have been heard publicly saying that love should be allowed to triumph over wealth. But behind closed doors, if my daughter can bring me a loaded pastor, I would gladly announce some discovery of an oil well.
Oh yes, I love pastors including Pastor Joshua Mugabi, who always preaches about – usually against — my articles in KPC North, but that is not my topic.
Parents want their offspring to advance in status using marriage. For many, it is a selfish assurance of old age assistance and, to all, it is a natural parental feeling.
Sometimes couples are lucky to marry for love like the Kiweweesis. But to always demand it from our daughters exposes us to the Aya sibling phenomenon. A Saudi Prince knocks on your door and leaves you all smiles because he wants your offspring. You order your daughter to knock down her every impediment, including her virginity, for him — the way Shimoni was chopped down and, guess what? The guy disappears leaving your daughter’s innocence unrecoverable.
You remain with a Shimoni corpse, slowly decomposing into a rodent national park and at a serious risk of invasion by Basongola cattle keepers.
Then the prince calls again — later, saying the daughter was too small for his investments. That unless you add him another daughter, he would pull out of the whole thing. At that level, you feel adding a little bit to salvage the much already invested would not hurt. So you succumb to the temptation and give him another daughter even when you have to relocate National Theatre and Uganda Broadcasting Corporation to some suburb in Bunamwaya. Then, after adding her onto her elder sister and parceling them up for the Saudi prince to take, he asks you to pay for his air ticket to take your daughters to his home.
I am not a trained sociologist, but my usual reaction to such state of affairs is, and I quote: “Aya! Aya proper!†It has nothing to do with the Aya brothers who took over the Nakasero TV land! I have no time for brothers who promised a Hilton Hotel by CHOGM time only to start asking for an address to the nearest microfinance. This is an official disclaimer, by the way.
Men always come in pomp like Aya fathers and as soon as the girl and her parents have signed off prime land, they start running around in disarray looking for loan adverts. Then they ask the father-in-law for credit to buy supper.
That is the fate of people who chase after quick wealth. The more we demand it from people the more the people get ideas to seem like they have it. The other day we went for kwanjula and most of the baskets we carried were actually empty! No! Don’t laugh! Even the parents of the girl knew about the kiwani — kuweesa omukolo ekitiibwa! (falsehood to make the function pompous!) The guests thought we were as blessed as he who comes in the name of the Lord, but we were just being Aya uncles!
In this era of a stronger shilling, five months before CHOGM, we should seek first the kingdom of love and all the rest will fall in line. You can let your daughter marry her economic equal as long as they have the motivation to work harder. Nothing is impossible! Who knew that a Uganda shilling would rise back to sh1,000 to a dollar?
In fact, by copy of this article, I am instructing this company to start paying me in Uganda shillings.