From the shelves of my memories…

After almost eight hours of sleep, you sort of appreciate that little nagging thing in your head that asks you to wake up and you know just get up!!!

Today my thing was Doc. (that’s doctor Alembi) with so many accolades to his name and so many titles and director of so many directorates it always just seemed easier to call him Doc.

I met him two months before he met me, sounds weird huh? I had already broken the ice with staff beneath him and anytime I walked into the office (this is before he met me) they would always go like ‘we will communicate the audition date . I could tell they were getting tired of me. I guess to them I must have been that student who just doesn’t listen. They had told me enough times that the director was out of the country and that auditions were most likely supposed to be in September. September? This was March! what did they mean September? It was a bit hard to comprehend coz my only desire was to join Kenyatta University Radio Services

March 29^th 2008.

It was a beautiful day, one of the many that I had gone yet again to the office to check whether the director was back and yet again they told me yes but he had many things to attend to and would I please wait for them to call me. Fresher me bubbly in my nature thanked them and walked for the umpteenth time down the long flight of stairs. Then it happened!

I met the director! Just a few meters away from the meters that make up the long flight of stairs, there he was with his belly loud laughter. That was when he met me, that was the start of him being just Doc to me and that was the day I met Jacky.

Jacky, was my trainer. She was Doc’s ish back then in a good way. She took me through the basic of jet audio as we waited for the installation of imedia. I don’t know when we crossed the line but I know I got a best friend out of that fateful day

Annette, (Big D) she has the most beautiful heart, and when she is not speaking Russian she is listening to music in her iPod. I met in the production studio singing at the top of her voice. She introduced me to T-Pain, whose music I appreciate , to Antony David Who ranks among my favorite singers currently. She was extremely loud and would have scared the hell out of me if I hadn’t been too excited to be part of the team

Kavu, (lord kavu lavu) I never got to learn whether that was one name or two. He was a special one really. Sort of like a phantom to me. No one really knew what course he took and even if they knew they never really remembered. He was there when he needed to be.

Chacha, is almost a synonym to loud, very loud. close to obnoxious loud. I would have wished for him to get into the students association so he could exercise his loud nature for the good of either the administration or the students.

Sonie, this chic, she could dress up. For a fresher whose fashion statement was old school sneakers and/ rubber shoes old jeans and t-shirts, Sonie’s dressing really stood out. But then so did her good nature especially when she animatedly talked about Martin. We all loved to hate this guy

Paul. He was Martin’s friend who reeked of flirthood if I would call it so. He was the kind of guy who was having some chic or the other but always had a chic with him. And that, I guess, was what made him like I knew him back then. Of course now he’s changed and goes steady. Honestly, office talk had it that they would never see the day he dated a girl for more than a day. Well I guess the story does change

Cheris! I never really met her in the studio, but she was a crazy one, but she later became one of the random plot people when it came to swimming plans. She did introduce me to the boyfriend though. They are still together.

Martin. Well! Well! He was that guy! The techno guy, with the reggae beat and a bit a dancehall. I think in his make believe world he really believed he should be king. Alright! He was the computer guru who believed all computers (the one’s that really mattered) would be accessed through him. And it was such an issue! A big issue that brought about a grudge against him… looking back now, I don’t even know what the issue was. I mean, the last time I needed to use that computer…. Was… can’t even remember. But the same password rule still withstands.

Alibaba, would you believe I used to confuse him with Orlando! I didn’t even know his real name till I sent him a friend request on face book. Perils of being a fresher. He was and still is a herbalist. He loved his herbs so much that he would do it everywhere in the offices.

Doc introduced me to all these people and many more, and as a fresher, I knew people from the studio more than I knew my classmates and though my impression of them then and now has really changed, I guess they still are part of my past… especially the skinny dipping past

Wishes

She just wanted to belong

She was the tallest in the class

She squinted when she read

Slouched when she sat

She had a healthy appetite

Generic attraction of fats

So she couldn’t get thinner

She wished she was a foot shorter

A bit cleverer

More thinner

See more clearly

She was only wishing for a bit more

Just so she could fit in