Get me Oduu yaa!

Dear Lawi-awobe,

I know you are not engaged in some cozying up dalliances with Nalweyiso this chill evening. You can not be. You said you are heading out to the village. To Kitgum. To your birthplace.

See Hassan the Bodaboda guy says you are in Kyaliwajjala and not Kiti. He said you have not left the city or driven out of the Wakiso radius.

Of course I don’t believe him! That guy twon min lagoba moo! Our bodaBs may be trusted chaps but their tongues cannot be trusted with truth. I shall hold to your truth, my Love.

I know I never ask for things. And that has made you quarrel ata without a plan and run off to Lord knows where over the weekends! Why our home seems too hot for you over the weekend still beats my understanding. Pe aniang!

You say my pride is bigger than the political issues of this nation because I don’t ask for transport money. Yet if I start to ask for transi money you will ask where my salary goes or why I still have myself glued on the employer’s payroll.

Iwajo ni my head is larger than this nation’s corruption issues because I don’t ask for that meja money. But, must I ask for money sincerely? Shouldn’t you just remotely know in your husbandly orbit that onions, tomatoes, mukene, and other kitchen condiments are probably needed to prepare meals in this house?

You say my attitude is beyond our debt burden because I don’t ask for saloon allowance. Awobi, your eyes should be open to always notice the state of my sparsely populated hair ojone. You know I have bad hair that cannot hold any style in place for more than two weeks! Wangi pe ce? What happened to your gorgeous eyes?

I know you say all these above in kiniga. Rage makes you say things about my head, pride, and attitude.

So today, this fine evening I have a simple request. Latin kwac mo en to even out your grievances.

Will you be so kind Me-amara na as to get me oduu yaa at least? And bring those plus oywelo, acuga, kwomo and alingkwalo if possible. Yes, I need all these wild fruits. We need some wild juices in our household. About time don’t you think?

Picture of oduu yaa is below, just in case pe ingeyo or incase you develop selective amnesia. They’re normally at Lacekocot. Kitgum has all those other ones too I believe.

Please do get them, especially oduu yaa. Get me oduu yaa, Cwara.

Greetings to our relatives. Tell my mother in law that once this lockdown is over, I shall put my pride, send our differences on deferred leave and finally bring her grandchildren to learn leb Luo. Can’t wait to see you Sunday evening with my fresh-fresh oduu yaa!

Yours ki Gen ki mar,


PS: Sweetheart, you know my infallibility to provocation. I had to!

Oduu yaa or fruit of the Shea tree

Published by Latin Mucwini

I like food. I read. I exercise. And I am Luo. I am on this adventure called writing. Cannot wait to see where this goes

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