The Trouble Bubble


Many years after joining schools, and a few days after graduating, graduates flood into the city. You will see them dropping their two-paged curriculum vitas in the local, national and international companies. They enter the glass doors with happy faces, but exit with unreadable emotions. The transparent wall managers and the floor and walls risk controllers are mocking or pitying the young souls; it is hard to tell when you are in the search.

Many leave their villages with fat cheeks and dancing gluteus muscles, but the hassle and hurry of distributing papers, differentiating buses and streets, swallows the fats and muscles. The graduates overcrowd in the ruins of the city where calories and dirt; mandazis and chapatis, cooked along the roadside, are unavoidable. The fear of getting a phone call from the village is greater than that of starvation. To some, every day is a January until they secure jobs. The reason why the month is associated with bad luck, especially in my country, is unknown.

The current employees are able to greedily but smartly keep jobs to themselves or toil until their friends, or friends of friends of friends secure the positions. But the rural people believe the city is a dollar bubble. They listen to the motivational talks of the reputable fellows, and later tell their sons and daughters to follow the same paths. ‘See, you can build us a mansion by the end of the year.’

The city is not a dollar bubble. You have to prove ‘what you can do’ to the blank-faced recruiters when all you have is the two-month industrial attachment where you spent three weeks familiarizing with the departments, two weeks learning the names of your trainers, two doing your research and the last one bidding everyone goodbye. Technically, you leave the facility with one-percent knowledge and the rest is misplaced hopes.

If you are travelling to the city in search of a job, prepare for the worst. There will be episodes of ‘tarmacking’ starving, and using air fresheners in place of colognes. Many hold on to their dreams of dominating the world, having millions in the banks, showering in marbled rooms, riding in luxuriant cars, and shopping in malls instead of kiosks. The positive mind set can and will take you to the highest levels as long as you keep looking, getting lost but eventually finding yourself and most importantly, show your readiness to learn!

Credits: Catherine Wanjiru is a former student from Maseno University ( 2013)- Pharmaceutical Sciences. A young soul who is working on her dreams of being an author and life coach.

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