When was the last time you looked at the cover of a book and with no thought of tomorrow, pulled out your last money to buy it because the cover alone, made you fall so irrevocably in love that you could not imagine a life without that book? When was the last time you sat down to read a book and discovered the title had not lied, you totally got lost in the world created by the Author: passionately fell in love and hate with the
characters; rooted for them, cursed them, screamed at them, laughed and cried with and felt each of them as keenly as if you were them. When was the last time you finished reading a book and for days you felt like a visitor in the real world because the book you had been reading had captivated you so much it felt more real than your life? When was the last time every time you started talking about books everyone groaned
inwardly because they knew exactly which book you were going to start talking about? I’ll answer for myself: When I read The World is Ours.
The World Is Ours: A story that starts with the beautiful Ameena, living in a Somali community in Eastern Uganda at the Kenya-Uganda border. Enamored by stories of the brave Queen Araweelo, Ameena hopes to model her life to the legendary queen’s. We follow her as fate takes her into Nairobi Kenya and back to Uganda, Kampala where we meet Kenzi, Kevin and the different characters of Block 4 Bugolobi Flats, then to the
streets of Kampala, Wandegeya, the gold mines of Congo and finally to the United States of America.
There’s reading a book. But there’s experiencing a book. As a reader, I live for such moments… I crave such moments. They are the non drug-users’ equivalent of a high. Unlike a drug high, this is extremely rare because truth be told, there are many writers and there are many books, but very few have that ability to capture a reader so completely the sky could literally fall beside them and they would neither hear nor notice
it. I have read thousands of books in my life, but I have experienced only a handful of books.
The World is ours, is one such rarity, a book that casts a spell on you so strongly, a story that flows so effortlessly, moments that will have you laughing, crying and punching your walls so hard by the time you are done with it, you’ll be screaming for a sequel.
Dorothie Ayebazibwe