FUEL PRICES ARE TEASING US!!. By Benitah Maria Namuddu

 The price of movement lately: Queues start forming long before the tanks run empty.

At a glance, the signs at TotalEnergies stations in Kyanja tell part of the story numbers climbing steadily, almost quietly. Petrol edging toward 5990, diesel not far behind. But the real story isn’t just on the price board. It’s in the line of cars stretching out onto the road, engines humming, drivers waiting

                              This is Kampala lately 

Fuel has become more than just something you buy it’s something you plan for, worry about, even chase. Across stations like Rubis Energy, the pattern repeats itself: long queues,boda bodas clustered tightly together, each rider hoping to move just a little closer to the pump.

In places like Kyanja, the queues don’t just stay within the station they spill out, merging into the already burdened traffic. What starts as a simple stop for fuel turns into a test of patience. Minutes stretch into hours. Conversations spark between strangers. Some drivers switch off their engines to save the little fuel they have left, while others inch forward, afraid of losing their place.

                 And behind it all, is a quiet tension 

Because rising fuel prices don’t exist in isolation they ripple through everything. Transport fares shift. Deliveries slow down. Daily routines are adjusted. For many, it’s not just about filling a tank; it’s about managing a tighter budget, making tougher choices.

Yet Kampala adapts, as it always does.

Boda riders strategize their routes more carefully. Drivers become more selective about trips. Carpooling becomes less of an idea and more of a necessity. The city finds ways to keep moving, even when the cost of movement keeps rising.

But the question lingers in the air, How long can this pace be sustained?

Because right now Kampala isn’t just waiting for fuel it’s waiting for relief.