Qatahar Raymond Mujuni

Writing Again, Pointlessly Too!

I used to be the guy words came to easily. Like water flowing off a leaf; words just occurred to me. I’d sleep – wake up and type nearly 500 words without any pointless meandering. It was, partly, because my job required writing. You see...

The Pursuit Of Truth; A Continuing Journey

The 1st of October marked exactly two years since I joined the amazing family at NTV- Uganda. My core role at the station has been delivering quality investigations and special features that give context to the news. It is a duty I have executed...

Take Some Time Off, Just Do It

I’d grossly underestimated how much I needed time off until I actually got it. Two weeks ago, after four years of working from one headline to another, I took time off – they call it annual leave in the working world. I was granted atleast three...

Skip Migeera, Always!

On the road to Arua, there’s a small town called Migeera. It Is so inconsequential that the name itself means nothing. (If there is, I wouldn’t want to know). Okay, besides having a fuel station with pump attendants that add an extra zero to the...

Phew, I Was Out Of The City

Every so often, I get fed up of our city – Kampala, that is. I loathe it’s traffic jams. I hate the bad roads, especially the one to my home now. I hate that only a few of our streets are lit. I still have the basic fear that someone will...

An Island Of Emprise

There was a momentary pause from when he left his seat to pick a paper. The laughing in jest was muffled and eyes cast on him. A small fire burned out three fat logs of wood warming a small circle that had gathered around it. “This will be hard”...

Over The Cliff-hangers Of Juba; Pt 1

Alex Kinyi’s feet were charred in dust, locked under three-strap brown flats whose sole had borne the marks of a long journey walked. The sun pelted hard onto his pronounced cheekbones balancing out his shade-black skin with the browning white shirt...

The 50th Arrest; Part III

Besigye’s home in Kasangati sat on about two acres. It was shrouded in leafy gardens that sprouted out of a neat grass compound. Orange and guava trees shyly peered out of the far end of it. A brown dirt road that cut through farms branched off the...

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