Halima Namakula was talking a load of bollocks on NTV – Says UAH’S Byaruhanga


Halima Namakula is one of the celebrity musicians in Uganda but spends most of her time in California,USA

Halima Namakula is one of the celebrity musicians in Uganda but spends most of her time in California,USA

Fellow Ugandans At Heart,
I have just seen the NTV Life Stories_Halima Namakula on the internet and could not believe my ears were serving me right. Not to waste your time reading this mail without first knowing what it’s about, I’ll be brief.
The entire program is dominated by lies and if anyone observed the way Halima answered the questions and made lengthy statements, you’d certainly know that she lied throughout. The only name of her children she mentioned is “Rachel”, while talking about the ‘Daughter and Mother’ relation.

She claimed that she became pregnant while in school by her “boy friend” and that her “boy friend” abandoned her, in the sense that he did not want responsibility for the child. In this program mentioned here above, you’ll also notice that Halima does not mention the name or sex of the baby in question. The only truth she mentioned was that her mother, Afuwa Namuddu was not married to her father, Hajji Ali Musiitwa.

As a teenager, a national boxer and a promising military career in my life, marriage was simply a long distance away until I met Halima Namakula. My consideration to marry Halima Namakula was not what I would have wanted at the time, but because of the pregnancy she and her brothers had reported to me. How did it happen?

At the time, I was the Captain of Uganda’s National Boxing Team and In-Charge of Boxing in all the Uganda Armed Forces. All those who remember the 1970s and how great the National Sports Teams of Uganda were doing and the support of the then President Idi Amin we enjoyed, will understand. In 1975 the German Democratic Republic (East Germany) invited Uganda’s National Boxing Team to East Berlin to paricipate in a tournament marking the birth of their Nation. However, Uganda’s National Council of Sports announced that there was no money for the transportation of our team to East Germany. When President Amin got the news that the NCS did not have the money to enable our team to travel, he immediately invited Mr. Tom Kawere then Acting General Secretary NCS, Mr. Peter Grace Sseruwagi, the National Boxing Coach and me, the Captain, Uganda National Boxing Team to the Command Post, Kololo. After a long conversation with the president, he authorized the Presidential Jet to take us to East Germany. It was all news on UTV and Radio Uganda. Our sudden departure to East Germany and return with the victory over the Germans made countless reports in the media. On our return from E. Germany, I had to go home to Fort Portal. I did not want to waste more time in Kampala because I knew that soon ‘duty would be calling again’.

While in Fort Poral, my father had also come from the village to visit me. He would stay several weeks on my request. One day the duty Sergeant of the 2nd Paratroopers Battalion came to my house and told me that, “There are two girls at the Bus Park looking for you. The girls have come from Kampala.” I told my father to excuse me and that I wanted to see those girls who had come from Kampala to see me. When I arrived at the Bus Park, it was Halima Namakula and her friend Milly Namukasa. I took them both home and introduced them to my father as my ‘very good friends from Kampala’. My father shortened his stay and went back to the village. Halima and Milly stayed for several weeks and left for Kampala only a few days before my return.

My return to Kampala was always met with lots of work at the UAF Headquarters and at times had to undergo ‘Residential Boxing training’ at Lugogo, whenever there was a tournament at home or abroad. Several weeks later, could have been longer, I can’t easily recall, Halima came to my residence in Bugolobi and told me that she was pregnant. I was not surprised at all because I knew that the time we spent together in Fort Portal, that could be the result. She told me that I should go and meet her mother and family for introduction. I told her not to worry and that I shall certainly inform her when I shall make it happen. Several days later her brother Charles Lwanga came to my residence only to assure me how they all loved me and that their mother would like to meet me soon. I told him to inform Halima to come and see me so that I plan with her how I shall go to meet the family. The next day Halima came to my residence. I took her to a shop on Kampala Road and I instructed the shop keeper to make a Gomess dress for Halima and her mother who would come later. The shop would bill me later. I then took Halima to a Pharmacy and instucted them to offer any medication to her at any time of her need. The salesman at the pharmacy was a very close friend of mine called Maximus Henry Bileni. Mr. Bileni is currently an official at the Internationa Committee of the Red Cross at Kololo.

My preparations to meet the Halima family was not easy, but with the love of her family to me as told by Halima and her brother Charles made it somewhat easy. I asked a close friend of mine to accompany me. My friend, Fred Kabareebe was stationed at the 2nd Paratroopers Battalion, Fort Portal. He is currently a Captain with the UPDF.
At the arrival at the Halima family home (Bombo Road- Gayaza Road) round about, my friend and I were overjoyed by the warm reception in our honor. Halima’s mother advised me that I “must never have only one child with a woman.” She told me that we were still young and could not tell what the future would be. She said that if I or Halima decided to marry someone else in the future, then our children would grow up well without feeling as opharns.
Our first child was born on the 30th August, 1976. I chose for him the name “David”, as the Biblical name for the King of Israel. Two years later, on the 24th August, 1988 our second son was born.

Those of you who have followed my mails here at the UAH will remember the mail in which I stated what Brig. General Isaac Maliyamungu told me. He told me in my language, Runyoro / Rutooro what I translate here into English, “You must not be intimidated into converting to Islam. My name is Isaac and I defeated them”. A few days later at the General Headquarters, the deputy Chief of the State Research Bureau suddenly became confrontational with me till I told him that I have decided to convert to Islam. When he heard this he said that he was going to “tell the president about it” and dashed out of the door. That evening the UTV and Radio Uganda announced that I had converted to Islam. Recalling the past, that might have saved my life. Later I had to go to the formalities of the introduction to the faith and our son “David” got his name changed to Ahmed, but we fondly called him “Hemed”. The younger son was named “Rashid”. The sheikh who performed the duties to welcome my sons and I to Islaam was called, Sheikh Ahmed Rashid, at the Muslim Supreme Council, Old Kampala. I was given the name Juma and our sons were hence called, “Hemed Juma and Rashid Juma”.

During the war of October, 1978 to April, 1979 that overthrew the government of President Idi Amin, there was tremendous misconduct by the soldiers. The country had gone wild, as the soldiers could be seen walking around aimlessly with guns and many could be seen in drinking places. Buses, trucks and cars were looted by armed men of the clearly evident defeated army. Halima’s brothers, Kalule and Kibirige had cars and were terrified to think that their cars would also be stolen by the defeated soldiers on the run.

Halima came to Bugolobi and requested me to detail some friendly soldiers who would escort them and her brothers’ cars to Gayaaza. By then our two sons were living with me at Bugolobi. Although Halima was supposed to be living with me, she often went to live at her mother’s place. She was not going to school, as she claims on the NTV Life stories. She was a member of the Negro Angels group and she invited me once to the National Theatre where she was supposed to play.

In December, 1979 she got an opportunity to atted a course at Robert’s Beauty College, Tulsa, Oklahoma, USA. I had been re-enstated by the Uganda National Liberation Army, but Halima and her family were not happy about it. After several attempts on my life I was also not sure to live for another day. I was confused and did not know what to do. My home at Wakiso had been looted and destroyed and I believed that if I went home to Fort Portal, that would be a ‘dead end’. So, I accepted to rejoin the army, the UNLA simply as a way to stay alive.

While in Tulsa, Oklahoma, USA Halima kept in touch by letters, but usually telephoned her brother, Hajji Haruna Kibirige at the Amber House. He was the Sales Manager, Uganda Coffee Marketing Board.

In January, 1981another assassination attempt on my life occurred at Bwayiise and gun shots were heard that terrified the entire area. The people were running from and to all directions as the car I was in was being short at. Halima’s mother and some of the family members were living at Kavule, Bombo Road – Gayaza Road. They might have heard of what had happened in the night and perhaps someone might have recognized me that sent them a message. Shortly after that I was called by Halima’s mother to her home. She told me that the whole family is concerned about my life and that my brother-in-law, Hajji Haruna Kibirige wants to talk to me and that ‘it is very important’. The next day I went to meet him at the Amber House. He expressed his personal concern and that of the family for they believed that I would be killed. Halima had written to me and had also told her brothers that she did not want to raise opharns. She seemed sure that I would be killed if I did not leave the country.

Hajji Haruna Kibirige asked me why I could not leave the country. I told him that I did not have the money for the ticket and could not think of where to go. He told me that my “wife” Halima has asked him to help me in any way possible to leave the country. He told me to find out how much it is to Tulsa so that he could buy the air ticket for me.

Going to the Uganda Airlines offices was not possible because there were rumours already at the Army Headquarters, Bulange that I was planning to leave the country. The rumour though, was that the TPDF was taking me to their ranks in Tanzania. The rumour could have started when a Tanzanian Brigade Commander, Colonel Ale Kyungu sent troops to my home in Fort Portal to find me for my protection.

At the Uganda Airlines I had a friend working there. His name was Abdul Kafeero Kaawa. I requested him to find the particulars about my possible travel and he did that. However, I declined to go to Tulsa, Oklahoma and chose to go to Europe. Halima’s brother, Hajji Haruna Kibirige payed for my air ticket and we remained in touch with Halima until Rachel was about four years old.

While in Germany, I boxed in the Bundes Liga, the German Federal League and was undefeated from 1981 to 1983 after which I turned professional. I was in conatact with Halima and exchanged letters and photographs very often. In some of her letters she stated that the best thing we can do for our children, Hemed and Rashid is to get married officially. I wrote back to support the idea. In 1984 Halima informed me that she was very ill and that she could not work or even go to school. She needed money to help her during that period. I told my trainer Mr. Theo Gerritzen to send money to Halima on my behalf because I was busy in training for an upcoming qualification bout for the Commonwealth tittle. Mr. Gerritzen complied. Several months later Halima was still complaining about her sickness which she did not even tell me what it was. I started making preparations to go to Tulsa, Oklahoma, USA to be with her, in what I thought would give her comfort and assurance that I truly loved her. When I told her that I was coming to see her, she told me not to come. Her excuse was that she did not want the US authorities to see me around. She explained farther that she told the authorities that the father of her sons disappeared during the war in Uganda and that he might have died. She said that “our children are getting free education because the US authorities know them as fatherless”. I tried to let her know that I really wished to come for at least a short visit, but she refused and that ended any suggestion for me to go to the USA.

While in Denmark we remained in contact either by mails or telephone. We spoke by telephone about every after a fortnight. She could call and then tell me, “call me back”. We could talk for about an hour and also had a chance to talk to the children. On day in 1989 Halima called me as usual and told me to call back. I did. As we were talking on telephone, she shouted at one of the children. She said, “Munno muwe egaali, kino ekyaana kyakula kitya…”. Angrilly telling one child to give a bicycle to another. I asked Halima whom she was talking to and she said, “My last born”. I then asked how old her last born was and she answered, “Four”. We continued our conversation a little longer, but as we were talking I counted the years in retrospect to know when this ‘last born’ was conceived. I realized that when she claimed to be sick and refused my visit, she was actually pregnant and did not want me to find her in that condition. I was also informed that she married a man called Kiwanuka and that all the children are now registered as “Kiwanukas”. A Ugandan lady who lives in the Netherlands told me that she has a friend called Hamed Kiwanuka who resembles me as a “photocopy”. She farther said that she told Hamed of a Ugandan gentleman she knows who resembles him like a ‘photocopy’, but Hamed responded jockingly that, “That man must be very handsome”.

This lady usually communicated with Hamed via Facebook, but one day saw the photos of “Hamed’s brother, Rashid” on Facebook. Rashid did not look fine. I tried to look for the photos, but in vain. Another person in Paris also told me of one of “Halima’s sons photos on Facebook and the boy looks like those who use drugs or smoke weed. The boy calls himself, ‘Rashdee'”. I immediately knew that it was my son with Halima, Rashid. I telephoned Halima, but she claimed she was very busy. Actually, it was a press conference about “Bad Black” and that Halima, among others had agreed to bail “Bad Black”. Halima spoke to me as though she was talking with a journalist inquiring about her family. I did not ask her any question apart from greeting. She said, “My children are grown up and you are free to interview them. I can give you their phone numbers so that you may make an appointment with them. I am busy now and please don’t ask me about my children, they can talk for themselves.” I asked Halima to whom she was talking, or whom she was trying to impress. Then she said, “Pleasure talking to you, just call them”.

I always thought that when people grow older they become wiser, but I think now that it is not the case. When we were younger, it took me a long time to know Halima’s real names. She first told me that she was called ‘Linburg’. I got to know Halima better only when she was bregnant and I became closer to her family. Those who have followed my mails here at the UAH may remember the story I wrote about Halima’s brother who was shot dead at Bwayiise. Her brother was called Charles Lwanga (RIP). He had become such a good friend to me so that the evening before his death he came to my residence at Bugolobi to ask me out with him.

The purpose of this mail is to put the record straight. Halima’s two sons, the first born and the second born, Hamed and Rashid are my biological sons.

Now imagine if I went to Uganda and you heard that I was killed. The first thought will be, “Museveni has killed him”. Going to Uganda any time soon, my fear will not be Museveni, but Halima Namakula. She would obviously want to protect her lies about the true parternity of her sons, Hamed and Rashid. Someone told me sometime ago that Halima threatens her children that’s why they may not be courageous enough to contact their father. Also that they may lose their US citizenship.

I am worried that I or Halima may depart from this world without revealing the true identity of our children and that may be a very unfortunate affair for the children. Even the love and smiles they enjoy from those they encounter, may be no more when Halima who put them into ‘Lime light’ is nolonger here.

After such a brave face on TV and the lies told about her life and children, I wonder whether Halima is capable of showing another ‘brave face’ to apologise for all her lies. Many people are still alive who can verify all I have stated here. I have also mentioned where to look for them.

I once saw Halima Namakula with Ms. Anette Nandujja on TV with the program about family matters. I started to wonder what kind of advice could Halima give others that she could not give herself!

This is all I have to state here and I believe I have made my point. In today’s age of advanced science nobody could falsely claim pertanity of a child.

As always, I wish the Republic of Uganda only the best.
Byaruhanga Jonny Rubin.

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Comments

13 Comments so far. Leave a comment below.
  1. Sam,

    Jonny,
    I think this is a perfect case of duplicity!! Seems everything was always done for you…from air tickets, sending money to Halima, concern about the threats on your life etc. I cannot imagine a biological father of children simply seating there and expressing worry about how he could be killed by Halima, how he fears the children will lose American citezenship and all the rest of the stuff you write. Simply, I do not think you care at all about those children except if they provide an opportunity for you to “expose” Halima’s “lies”.
    Leave and let Halima enjoy herself even when she may be living in deceit as you indicate. Get up and out to find your children as whimpering on this forum is simply that……..whimpering.
    All the best.

  2. Joseph Ssepuya,

    It is really absurd that Bukedde can still mantain such character on TV to shape the character of our people especially on adelicate issue of marriage after such arevelation..

  3. oska,

    Why live a lie your entire life??? very absurd. I first heard Halima Namakula’s story on the former Monitor Fm(now Kfm) with Ms. Anne Kiiza. This man is mentioned as deceased on that program. I thought such stuff was for hollywood movies!! Halima a liar, i can’t believe it!!!!

  4. nicholas,

    if u read the guys story it seems Halima has been toiling with his children alone as single mother. Byaruhanga never did anything not even looking after those children according to his story so why the hell mention him for just fathering the kids. those kids can be adopted by any willing and serious man in the world. I am man i was brought up by single mother., I know most men like byaruhanga want to be recognised later (when they see that the kids are now grown up). Josephat u need to read that story again and dont blame Halima again for not mentioning the father of the kids because he never accomplised his role of being father

  5. Esther,

    Joseph, don’t just judge people, if you can tell us why you left the Seminary, then “May be” you deserve the right to judge others

  6. Tresbelle,

    Byaruhanga Jonny Rubin. we appreciate your efforts of impregnanting Halima and for being a coward.After seeking asylum in German, what did you do for Halima? You abandoned her. Remember she has been a single mother all her life. You only exist in her past. Why should she mention your existance in her life after 30 years. What good did you do for her apart from runing away from your responsibilities. I wonder whats wrong with men like you.Let me tell you point blank, why Halima does not mention the father of her first children, the reason is that TO HER YOU ARE DEAD, YOU DON’T EXIST. Just accept life and move on. Halima has never denied that she has children like Hamdee, but no one is really interested in knowing who there lousy father is. I think its better you do your Kyeyo and give her a break.

  7. This is a terrible revelation. Indeed everything hidden shall be brought to light! (Luke 8:17). No matter whether the father of the kids was ‘quiet” or not, he should not have been called “deceased” while still living. If Halima didn’t want you to come see her/marry her in Tulsa, it was because she could have uttered false info to the US govt to get child support, which amounts to fraud. Ugandans abroad are known for “milking” western systems with pretences of being widows , orphans or refugees! Send the same info to the Homeland security and let he be investigated, for if she fears your info might affect her children’s status in US, there might be some bigger fraud she is hiding. Halima, you a lying disgrace, but remember that God will pay you back for all your lies to the man and the public, and your kids too!

  8. Nicholas, you be the one to re-read the story. You’ll notice that Halima, the children and I lived together, despite the occasional absence of Halima who went to spend some days with her mother. You have completely misunderstood the purpose of this revelation.
    The TV viewers needed to hear the truth about Halima’s life and could have easily avoided the lies. If you are unable to tell the truth about a particular subject, then avoid it; don’t talk about it.
    However, I understand your anger directed at me, for having been raised by a single parent; your mother. I guess too that the only information you have about your father is that you gathered from your mother. For that, I don’t expect you to easily see the possible difference between your ‘fatherlessness’ in your life and that of Halima’s and my children.
    Tresbelle, for your information, I never sought asylum in Germany and for your presumption of knowing what you wrote about, simply disqualifies your statements and certainly does no good for Halima for whom you pretend to show support. You should have asked me for more information, or sought Halima’s comment. With this story, you could understand that neither Halima nor I complained about our seperate locations. When I thought that she was ill for a long time I wanted to go and comfort her. To you, is that an act of a “coward”? Or, are you living a similar lie for which you are trying to compensate with this blame you thrust onto me? Or, are you trying to show support for Halima’s lies to buy her friendship? Do you believe that the US authorities, so compassionate as they may be, would side with your analysis, or would rather hear the truth?
    Gina Williams, your comment here is indeed an eye-opener to Halima and all others who may wish to do likewise.
    As long as I thought that Halima and the children were happy, I did not show any worries at all. I sent a friend to her for some CDs of her music and sent them to me with pleasure. When two people from two seperate countries told me about the photographs of one of our sons which did not look well, I called her wanting to know the truth. Her response disappointed me, but thought all was well anyway. When I saw the TV program that is the subject here, that’s when I felt she had taken a completely wrong direction.
    Two months before my father passed away, he made me promise that I shall never forget my family and that I shall do all possible to reunite my family which has been seperated by wars. Seeing this program on which the viewers were being misled at the cost of my family, I could not simply ignore it. As I stated above, Halima could have avoided such serious lies that are now a topic of debate.

  9. Why is the editor not publishing my follow-up comment? Is it because it is very eye-opening?

  10. I posted a follow-up comment on September 15, 2013 at 5:34 pm! Why is it not being published? How many days does it take to moderate a comment? Is it because it is eye-opening?

  11. Gina Williams, I haven’t seen any new mails about this very subject, I think Abbey might be occupied so that your follow-up comment is delayed temporarilly. Although it’s yet to show up, let’s hope for the best. “Better late than never”, so they say and bytheway, others say that, “All good things come to those who wait.” I am waiting. God Bless.
    BJ. Rubin.

  12. Jonny Rubin: I believe the editors maliciously rejected posting my comment, because it was very eye-opening, or maybe they were paid off to suppress the truth! In it, I was directing you to more interviews by Halima in which her story contradicts what you say, and possible fraud. How can I send it to you for your own research?

  13. Gina Williams, You may send it directly to my e-mail address: jnnyrubin@yahoo.co.uk
    I’ll be glad indeed. Thank you very much for your concern. May God Bless you .

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