Melvin Nasasira

Check out my latest blog post where I share a personal story about lending money to a friend and the hard lessons I learned. It is a story about trust, survival, and life lessons.

Charles – the Patron Saint of Empty Promises I have a story. One that taught me a lot about money, survival, and friendship. There’s a guy I used to know. His name is Charles. He was very close to one of my closest friends, Mathieu. One…

It's incredible how music can connect with us on such a personal level and help us cope with difficult emotions. Bieber's motivation for creating the song was to offer hope and help people overcome pain and trauma, which is something that I appreciate and admire....

Justin Bieber’s Ghost is a Special Song It’s incredible how music can connect with us on such a personal level and help us cope with difficult emotions. Bieber’s motivation for creating the song was to offer hope and help peo…

Ugandans are an unpredictable bunch of people. They remain silent in the face of violence committed by the police and other security agencies against innocent citizens, many times resulting in countless deaths. Yet, they are quick to grab microphones to condemn those who celebrate the deaths of those responsible for this violence or those who encourage it.

While violence has fatal consequences, such as the over 50 people killed by security agencies during the 2021 election campaign and the over 100 people killed in the Kasese clashes, celebrating deaths is relatively harmless and used as a tool by people who feel powerless.

It's not enough to use culture as an excuse to condemn celebrating deaths, while turning a blind eye to the murders and torture inflicted upon innocent Ugandans. Our culture cannot be selectively applied to justify our silence and inaction towards the injustices committed by those in power.

I think as a society, we need to recognize the value of every human life and work towards holding those responsible for violence and oppression accountable for their actions.

We must reject a culture of fear and silence that encourages these atrocities to persist and instead embrace a culture of justice and accountability for the greater good of all Ugandans.

mineletters Welcome to Mine Letters! My name is Melvin. I am a writer and digital journalist with a passion for exploring a wide range of topics, including love, marketing, governance, human rights, climate ch…

Traditional media in Uganda has lost credibility, driving people to turn to bloggers for news. To regain public trust, media must report facts, invest in research and uphold ethical standards. This will promote accountability and informed public discourse....

Why Ugandans are Turning to Bloggers for News Traditional media in Uganda has lost credibility, driving people to turn to bloggers for news. To regain public trust, media must report facts, invest in research and uphold ethical standards. This…

When we love others, we are able to see their needs and work to meet them. When we are kind, we create a culture of compassion and empathy that spreads out into the world. And when we serve others, we are able to make a difference in the lives.

Love, Kindness, and Service: The Guiding Principles of a Fulfilling Life. When we love others, we are able to see their needs and work to meet them. When we are kind, we create a culture of compassion and empathy that spreads out into the world. And when we serve others,…

I am even hungry after watching this😒

you're not weird
you are different
and that is beautiful

beauty lies in our differences
your uniqueness is your identifier
your uniquity is your kind of beauty

embrace it.
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I am so sorry, Al. I can't even begin to imagine how you are feeling right now. If a relationship of a few months can hurt as horribly as it does when one partner betrays the other, I can only imagine how a 12 year-old one does hurt.

You asked how do you fix the situation you are in. In my opinion, you don't have to fix stuff. Don't put unnecessary pressure on yourself to fix stuff you didn't have a hand in creating. It's normal to feel like you can't recover from this. Different people react to betrayal differently. Some people are heartbroken, then recover and make the relationship work and others never wanna look at the person ever again.

Whatever you choose to do from here, it's normal and human. You shouldn't feel bad about it. Sometimes, people who betray your trust don't deserve your forgiveness. But to move on, you need to reach out, tell them how you feel at the moment and what you're deciding to do about it. They should understand your position. Talking to them also gives you closure and the ability to move on better than if you didn't.

Good luck, Alfred. I am sending you many hugs. Cc: 933 KFM Doreen Nasasira

Away from the fires in Turkey, Greece is experiencing its worst heat wave in over 30 years, with temperatures set to hit 111°F on Monday (today).

There have been 100+ forest fires in 24 hours, with several villages evacuated. A minister said: "We are no longer talking about climate change but about a climate threat."

Friends, wherever you are, do what you can to make things better for us, our children and their children. Every effort matters. This planet is home to us all and animals. Animals' safety relies entirely on us. Our selfish actions have led to the climate threat we are facing today, which makes it our responsibility to reverse a problem we created.

I saw pictures of the fires in Turkey (the ones attached are of Greece) and I saw animals, including bears, trying to survive after they were sorrounded by the fires. It breaks my heart that we continue living selfishly and carelessly. We don't mind how our actions affect other lives. All we seem to care about are other human beings forgetting animals suffer the most from our activities. In my opinion that's selfish.

For about 4 years, I have lived an averagely climate-conscious life. I started limiting the plastics I use in my life and when I use them, I ensure they're disposed of properly. I promised myself that I'd never use charcoal to cook again (Note: I know it is very difficult to do this in Uganda because of the high cost of alternatives and I don't judge people who use charcoal). I have personally run climate awareness and tree planting campaigns in rural primary schools in my first voluntary work after college.

Going forward, I will be running an initiative to plant trees. I will let all of you know how you can be part of it when it starts. For now, please be conscious about the way you live. If you can carry a backpack to the store, please do so that you reduce the number of polyethylene bags to carry home. When you're travelling, carry a drinking water bottle so you don't have to buy water packaged in pastic. Or if you have to buy the water, buy the big one to avoid buying many bottles, which you can't keep track of. Keep the empties in your bag and dispose them of properly when you reach home or reuse them to hold other liquid stuff. These small efforts are what are going to make the difference.

Support those women and men selling trees on the Northern Bypass or where you pass going home. If you don't have where to plant the trees, just buy them and donate them to people who can plant and look after the trees. If all fails and you don't know anyone, just buy them and contact me. I'll ensure they are taken care of perfectly. Let's take care of this home of ours better together. Every effort is important.

Olympic champion Allyson Felix created a $200,000 fund with Athleta to help other athletes with childcare during the Tokyo Olympics.

Her ex-sponsor Nike cut her pay 70% after her daughter’s birth in 2018. It changed its maternity policy after she publicly called them out.

*I haven't written anything fiction in a long time, so I decided to test my mind when I failed to sleep. Enjoy.*

"You can't keep saying awful things to me, Anthony, it hurts!" she begged.

"You don't tell me what to say or not say, b*!" Anthony, who now looked so red in the face and rushing towards her, shouted.

Edrig was now crying. When she first met Sweet T - that's what she called him in the good times, he felt like home. He came for her every weekend in a red datsun and off they went into the woods to watch and hear birds sing. He said being with her in that space felt exuberant.

For her this was unusual. At least, it wasn't like her first boyfriend, Cris. Cris never did things like this. He always joked that she was the one to do things to impress him because he was the prize at stake. It didn't feel rights but it was okay. He made her laugh, which no one else in the world seemed to succeed at.

So, she had gotten used to Cris just inviting her to his apartment to chill, netflix and eat everything in the house – even each other.

So, when Sweet T came with all this stuff – taking her off into the woods where there was no noise except bird music, it was special.

It was on one of those days in the woods that he had confessed his love for her. The words he used she thought she had ever heard or read them from somewhere. They souded rehearsed and yet genuine. He didn't stutter. It was like he knew what he was going for. That was attractive.

"Edrig, you are not just a friend to me; you are all I want to spend everyday with – even my bad days. You bring out of me someone so good that I can't even describe. When I am with you, I am home. I want to be with you today, tomorrow and the day after. I love you. Be my girl."

She was tongue-tied for a couple of minutes. She didn't know what to say. Anthony was still looking into her eyes. She was blushing. She loved him so much and had been waiting for him to say the magic words. Now that he had said the words, she was at a loss for words.

Anthony lifted his hands, rubbed his face and looked straight into her eyes again. "Aren't you going to say anything?"

"I have been in this place for sometime, T," she said with a grin. "I have waited for you to find me here and hell, it took you so long."

"Is that the 17th century way of saying yes?" He asked.

She replied, "I love you, T. I knew I did so many weeks ago."

So, like that, a love story set off, off to the unknown. They didn't plan anything. They lived each day the way it came.

Start seeing yourself the way you truly are — a masterpiece.