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.
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