CPAR Uganda

I finally get a call! The sweet voiced lady on the other side, claiming to be calling from Price Water House Coopers, asks whether I’m still interested in their job. My heart is pounding as I cannot believe what I am hearing. She asks the class of degree that I have, whether I have anything…

I’m wondering whether to go back to campus today, as there seems to be nothing new there. I finally pick a notebook, and head towards the Eastern Gate. Just want to go through the day’s newspapers in case there is a new job advert. I purpose not to apply for the few I find there,…

It’s day one in my new house, and I am cleaning up, scrubbing the floor and washing walls, picking up used condoms, which tells me a lot about the character of the previous occupants. My landlord, a dark giant Hajji, looks on with curious red eyes. An abrupt question awakes me from my concentration. “Mutabani,…

It’s now official. I am unemployed. Handed in my dissertation today, which my supervisor finally accepted. It’s the only thing that was still keeping me on campus, as I finished my three-year course. Now I am thinking of what to be telling my friends, the continuing students, whom I have no doubt will be asking…

In the wake of the recent government survey that found that 93 percent of all graduates cannot find a job, I wish to comfort recent grads on the street that you are not the first, neither are you the last. When I completed my course in 2006 at MUK (Makerere University Kampala), I, like thousands…