We can talk n talk but can we do the walk?

You must have heard of that song in which some musicians claim mbu some people in this country will talk n talk…and that some people talk but they can’t do the walk? There is a way I believe some of our brothers in the opposition must have been inspired by that song to start up this controversial business of walking to work.

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But then the talk in this article should have nothing to do with politicians and their walk to work. For that matter let me shift my line of conversation. I am one of the few Ugandans that “can do the walk ”. In other words I can really walk long distances. So the other day I was walking to Kamwokya though you should not mistake me to be that bad man from Kamwokya.

I then received this surprise call from some sweet voice. And so I inquired about who the hell was the owner of such a sweet voice only to be shocked when the voice quickly snapped “Angela”. I also spontaneously replied, “Owewa (where from)?”… and just on the other end of the line again the sweet voice crooned “Nansana.”

Now I know that looks like a naked lie, doesn’t it? And you must be asking that question “Okakasa?” to find out whether I really mean what I am saying. And to that I have no option but to say, “I swear”. Besides, sometimes I simply like to talk n talk n talk. Okay let me shift to another story where I did the walk. The other day I met this other girl her name is Carolina.

Now Carolina is the girl that I went to school with in 1997.  And akin to the story of the Carolina that you have heard of in one of those songs, I found this Carolina doing some crude business in the wee hours of the night (Please do not ask me what I was doing at that time of the night because I am not ready to talk n talk n talk about that foolish business).

I just want you to listen. Anyway when I expressed my concern over her plight and wanted to assist her and marry her out of her misery (as a means of doing the walk) she simply told me to mind my own business… these days is it called okuwujja one’s kasepiki.

And so I have been trying to okuwujja my kasepiki until some lady recently asked me out. She promised me heaven on earth in terms of love. Naye, not long after that I realized she was simply interested in Mafalanga and nothing else.

But luckily enough for the few years I have spent on this planet, I have so far failed to click a healthy relationship with cash and so that is how I managed to survive. When I survived I sang for her a verse in her absentia “muwala nkugude mu oyagala cash olabika tomatira (Oh babe I have realized you are simply after my cash and you do not really love me).

In other words she could do the talk n talk n talk of love but could not do the walk of love. And that is what happens sometimes, we love doing the talk n talk about some of these things yet we cannot do the walk. What a shame!