Friday, November 10, 2006

battle at kikoni water front

This post is dedicated to all the comrades that were injured in this war.
What a week this has been? I would have never prayed for anything better.
The week kicked off with the lecturer's scaring the government that they would strike..blah blah... and well to show their patriotism, they went back home and sat, actually most went back to rwakitula, kabale and that whole region. mbui they were striking...one of the relatives of the lecturers was stunned to see the guy on a monday morning and she asked "Aaroni, nenchi?" she thought the guy had been sacked. " Aron explained the whole situation and bla blah to the granny.
we the students were so pissed at the lectures, mbu they were striking by sitting down and doing nothing, what happened to patriotism? freedom fighters? tghe nelson mandelas, obote, Akol, Omar..ok those are not common names but are legends in lumuba.
i being an activist and fellow activists could not just watch as our love for freedom fighting, disambiguation, strikes be murdered and ruthlessly distorted by products of uncaring, child insensitive, poor village kabale, rwakitula, toro products.
our fellow comrades in the famous lumumba hall had been locked in, the chairman told us to look for reinforcements from all corners of our posts and to lead a war that would set an example to all those boys from rwakitula. he said the battalion on the central front had been ambushed. this was our chance to prove to him that we were men of honour. we joined arms, collected all the best weapons from all the posts and at exactly 6:00 am we attacked the famous kikoni.
everyone in the nieghbour was shcoked and surprised to see young men in their famous uniforms(undergradaute gowns) shoutinng in unison...i can steal hear the cries of weewe...weewe, eh strking oyee!!!!
we set up our platoon at the north gate, got the best bullets(stones), clubs and everything you could la your hands on, and attacked the northern army(police), they had all kind of artillary, but the commander kept on telling us to attack, attack..
we did the best we could, we took out some of the ground forces and the southern army was not doing also good.
things were going smoothly until they could take in no more, they brought thier airforce(tear gas), the southern front had warned us of this and we were well prepared. they took thier first shots, but like i said we had our countermeasure(water in buckets and basins), the counter measures completeky cooled off thier missiles and this annoyed their feild marshall real bad, he had underestimated us. In war never never underestimate your opponet, you just dont know what jhe is capable of. So the field marshall ordered the airforce to bring in the stelath fighters( big trucks of tear gas), and woooooooooo....what they didnt do to us!!!!
everyone started running for his/her life, the commmanbedr kept on sending orders but no one was listening, there were stampedes every where, people were running for their lives, i thought i was a good runner but i was disapproved that day, masks came out of nowhere, all white and only covered your nose, the whole place was misty,
people could not breath, i didnt know why they named it tear gas but i found out that day....it was total fraccass.. i couldn't breathe, see or talk, commander told us to man our stations...everything started to die out ...
i woke up in a cell and i had a feeling it was luzira...turned out i was right.

3 comments:

Iwaya said...

seriously, dude? you were like in real Luzira? this must be what they mean when they talk about journalists without frontiers, always at the front!

crys said...

sory about the tear gas. next time, be like the 'patriots' at the east gate end; the brothers poured water over every can of tear gas. howz that for the police!

Anonymous said...

if u don't post something else soon, am gonna deny u.