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As you get older, you begin to zero down on your options. There is a certain pruning that begins to happen. You begin entering an energy saving mode.



You begin to ignore some things. you become particular about the battles you pick. You will be in the middle of an argument and deep down u ? wonder,“ Naye Nfakki?” You stop persisting on things. That time you no longer have. You no longer have the energy to convince people otherwise.



If you ask her out and she claims she is busy, that bus immediately passes. You stop giving second chances. Again, you don’t have that energy to give second chances. You are in a mode where you realize the world is full of so many people.



You start demanding better treatment.You begin to adore your peace. Why go to a place with loud music, fully packed, hiked drinks, poor customer service? You realize you can do better throwing a party at a friends small hangout. At least there you are supporting a friend, and you are at peace.



As you grow older, you begin to pity those who have grudges on you. Because you are now in the mode of,” Tondissa, tonsuzza”. If you don’t feed me or house me, why should I be concerned about your opinion of Me?



As you grow older, you begin attaining some conservatism. You love your things a certain way. That’s you and you stop being apologetic. You drop the acting. You become more real, if you don’t want something you make it clear. If you don’t have money, you don’t make any false promises.



But as you grow older, you begin to see the younger version on you in people. You look at them doing the same silly things you used to do. You smile, you remember your days, and you become more empathetic. You are almost tempted to tell them; “ enjoy your silly moments while you still can”.



As you grow older, you realize that people fade. Things fade. Things don’t last . People die. People judge. People give birth. People get married. People divorce. People cheat. People do good and people do bad. It is part of the process, it’s part of life and that it should not “wow” you. You realize it will be your turn some day and put the judgement aside.



As you grow older, your youthful idealism gets refined by the realism. You begin to understand your parents better. You realize why they took certain decisions. You realize they fought battles you knew not. You become humble. Begin to value your friends, your family and the sense of community.



Who knew that I would long for healthier foods . Who knew that I would be eager to learn how to prepare all those fast foods instead to ordering for them. Who knew that I would have a focused, business oriented mindset 24/7. Who knew that I would love my peace other than proving a point. What about chai of kisubi? Now that am older I realized having a home cooked meal rather than dinning out is another form of saving. Now that am older, I realize there is so much wheat in our diet, chappati, mandazi , cake, bread. It’s not healthy!



Anyway as you get older, you take things at your pace. You find your style, your voice, you make peace with who you are and who you are not. You are no longer trying to prove a point. You “come “ when you want. No need proving you can last years. There is no need to have the best dance strokes, you simply dance and enjoy yourself. You stop competing in Kampala jam . If you want to squeeze in, you let them in. Scandals no longer shock you. Death doesn’t shock you. It’s all life……



Growing older is the highest form of privilege….