Variations in the Delicious Ugandan Rolex, How They Come About

By Jasper Ndyamuhaki

Spiritual texts do little help in offering any kind of information on why the creator found it worthy to grant the Ugandan race the tastiness enjoyed in eating a Rolex.

Nevertheless, the road side meal surely must be one of the proof that there exists a creator that plans blessings for every being on this planet.

The love that the rolex juices induce within the mouth bears witness of a god so good that he dwells within the humble beings that fry, season and roll what has come to be a meal that bestows immeasurable joy.

Unfortunately, not every being that makes a rolex guarantees the cosmic experience sought in eating one. An observable factor causing such a lapse other than tribe, technique and other diminutive differences – which in this era of equality ought to be said without any ounce of bias – is the gender of the being.

Perhaps, even the feminist may agree that a rolex made with the touch of male hands is different from one made with a motherly touch. One would
expect upon eating the later rolex – that almost has looks meant for marriage – to experience tastiness elated way above the male moulded rolex, but so often the tongue is met with a taste that
lucks a lustre.

For reasons that seem impossible to be explained here, perhaps the afterlife will have answers, the male moulded rolex – that is characteristic of a dirty look – seems always to have a better chance at granting the eater the cosmic experience.

It then seems considerably appropriate at this point, to put forth a proverb that summarises the analogy regarding the variations of the rolex taste and look caused by gender difference.

In a manner of at least eight to nine words, the proverb simply goes, “Men maketh the rolex, women make egg-chapatti rolls”.

The writer is a student of Architecture at Makerere University, Kampala.