Today’s column is a deeply personal reflection which do in the form of a letter to my twenty-year-old self
Congratulations on landing that interview. Congratulations also for recently turning twenty. You think and feel all grown up now, old enough to announce to your parents that you will be getting a job because you think you are mature enough to be “independent”.
Dressed in your brown skirt suit and purple kitten heels, you can barely contain your fright, seated in that reception along with tens of other hopefuls. Each of you is hoping to get picked to work with the newspaper.
Relax, and will you stop worrying so much?
You will ace this interview — even though you will fumble through your answers. In fact, your determination will earn you a couple of more years at the newspaper.
You are at the cusp of your journalism career. You are wondering what your career will be like. You want to be a “writer” — even though at this point you cannot quite fathom exactly what that means.
More importantly, you direly want to prove your worth to the world. You are also worried how you will manage school and work, but you will soon realise that with careful planning and the occasional boda boda ride, you will almost always make it to class on time.
Your career will unfold like nothing you ever imagined or planned. In your relentless quest to prove yourself, you will be suddenly thrust into a strange position in which your work will speak for you. It will not be easy.
Let me put it to you this way, you will need insurmountable levels of fortitude and courage to take on the challenges that will come with your unique job. This will be an incredibly lonely phase for you and there will be days when you will be tempted to quit.
However, you will need to soon realise that these formative years of your career, tough as they seem, are important in building your resilience and proving your mettle.
Of course, you will encounter some unforeseen occupational hazards. You will be grossly misunderstood. You will also from time to time read about yourself in the blogs and wonder if there could another Njoki somewhere using your face.
You will spend sleepless nights, worrying about the future, and if all this is worth it, but don’t worry, you’ll soon figure things out.
At some point you will experience a shift in your thinking. You will not know when it starts, but you will wake up one day and you will realise that you do not have to prove a point to anybody anymore. I have to warn you, you will go through some career-altering situations which will prompt you to rethink your ambitions.
What at first might have looked like an unfair act of malice, you will soon realise, was just God’s way of taking you to the right path.
You will begin to see the world in a different way and you will rethink you ambitions of becoming a “writer”. You will learn that dreams and plans change — and that is OK.
Your greatest life lessons, though, will be about the power of patience and grit. You are famously impatient. You will learn that good things take time and you will begin to appreciate the process of becoming.
You will learn that anger is a most unfruitful emotion when expressed in the wrong way but you will also learn to forgive more, and especially you will learn to forgive yourself. You will also learn to appreciate progress over perfection, that “done is better than perfect” and you will stop chasing after a “perfect” life.
You will rekindle your love for books, reading and studying new concepts — which, I must say, will be your saving grace.
One of your most liberating moments in your twenties will be the day you finally understand your potential and when you understand how much you could accomplish — if only you believed in yourself a little more.
Sitting here as I write this letter to you nine years later, I cannot help but say that I am immensely proud of the woman you have become; you are more confident in your abilities, your thinking is grounded and the path before you has never seemed so clear.
Wish you well and I hope you reach your ambitions.
Singer speaks after attacking lover at WCB signee Zuchu’s star-studded concert
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On 18 July, there was fanfare at the Mlimani City Hall in Dar es Salaam as WCB signee Zuchu held a thanksgiving concert months after her debut EP, I Am Zuchu. The event dubbed ‘Ahsante Nashukuru’ mainly featured performances by artistes from the WCB stable and attracted the whos-who in the Tanzanian entertainment and political scenes.
However, singer Gigy Money who also performed made the headlines for the wrong reasons after getting into a scuffle with her lover during the much-publicised concert.
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Peaceful arrival, later chaos
Moments earlier, Gigy and her Nigerian man were seen arriving arm in arm at the event whose highlight featured Zuchu receiving a brand new car from WCB head honcho Diamond Platnumz. Donning matching outfits, the couple was spotted on the red carpet as the paparazzi scrambled to capture the moment. However, all hell breaks loose later and viral videos depict the visibly angered Nigerian arguing with a bouncer at the entrance. After a tense confrontation, Gigy’s man is seen being led by the screaming bouncer towards the exit. Shortly after, a similarly irritated Gigy emerges and follows the pair.
“Gigy! Wewe Gigy wewe!” a woman in the background is heard dissuading the singer from pursuing them but the singer pays no heed and heads for the pair.
“You want to beat me?” the boyfriend is heard asking an approaching Gigy as the bouncer acts as a barrier between them. The bouncer manages to steer the incensed man towards the exit as Gigy follows behind, hurling obscenities.
At some point, a barefoot Gigy turns into a sprint before throwing one of her shoes which hits the man who then responds with an insult. Another bouncer finally intervenes and the two are separated. Gigy then asks for her vehicle so she can head home before warning the press against sharing videos of the incident.
Though the cause of their tiff is still unknown Gigy later made reference to the shocking incident in a social media post, hinting that alcohol had a part to play in the fracas. In another post, Gigy shared a photo alongside her estranged lover writing: “My mad man looked handsome before his demons arose and mine arose too.”
‘Running over Ali Kiba’
Gigy is not new controversy and recently said she’d run over her ex, singer Ali Kiba for breaking her heart.
“I will knock all of them down, I mean I will kill them. In fact, I will flatten them like chapatis. The first person I will knock down and kill is Ali Kiba. Actually, I don’t need a weak car, I need a Fuso so that when I knock him down I will be sure he doesn’t survive,” Gigy told Ayo TV.
Dating Kiba brothers
Gigy had in the past admitted to dating both Ali Kiba and his younger brother, Abdu Kiba. She solely laid the blame on Chekecha singer for pursuing her despite knowing that she’d been with his younger brother. Abdu expressed being heartbroken after learning the two had a fling, prompting him to marry.
“I was very hurt on hearing that Ali was dating Gigy Money because I dated her first before she became famous. But it’s alleged that Ali didn’t know. It hurt me for a while till when I married,” said Abdu.
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Why Jahmby Kokai is happy her TV anchor dream never came true
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Popular media personality Jahmby Koikai narrated how her first attempt at auditioning as a TV host backfired and she was sent home on the first day of the audition. Reliving her prime days, Jahmby narrated how she was determined to follow her dream of becoming a news anchor after completing her degree.
“There was a reality show that was running on one major TV channel here in Kenya, searching for the next top news anchor. I’ve always had the knack for news. At the time, I was working at Metro FM. Walked to my boss and asked him if he was ok with me participating in this competition. He agreed to it.
“Auditions were at Film Studios. The queue stretched all the way to the showground. I was at the back kabisa. Imagine 300 people before you. Then we got the briefing paper and it indicated, ‘no persons with experience in a media house allowed to participate in this audition’. Mimi Jahmby Koikai, nirudi home after watu 300 kukuwa mbele yangu?” she posed.
According to the endometriosis survivor, she went ahead to audition for the position despite the warning and was the first contestant to be sent packing.
“So I stayed in line until I got to the audition room. The judges were a few people I was in campus with. I felt a wave of despair. Like I’m here auditioning, yet my classmates will be judging me? I did my thing and I was considered. We got into the house and we were assigned to different groups. I was the group leader and we won the challenge. Later that evening, we were driven back to Film Studios for a briefing. The presenter of the show said some of us have to go home.
“My name was called out first amongst other great people. We were dropped home. I cried. It felt like I’d lost such a great opportunity. My mom and late grandma were so sad cos they loved to watch me do the news,” she narrated.
Later, Jahmby auditioned for another TV opportunity only to miss out as well.
“Then came another opportunity over 10 years ago, I saw a TV ad and decided to apply for the news anchor position. I didn’t get the job.”
However, due to endometriosis, Jahmby was forced to put her dreams on hold and concentrate on getting better. According to her, it is as though God had better plans for her and is grateful to not have gotten the jobs.
“I battled severe endometriosis in silence for over 19 years. I think of how engaging the newsroom is and I’m grateful I wasn’t in that space. I’d have utilized all my sick-leaves and off-days and just declared redundant.”
There was a reality show that was running on one major TV channel here in Kenya, searching for the next top news anchor. I’ve always had the knack for news. At the time, I was working at Metro Fm. Walked to my boss and asked him if he was ok with me participating in this competition. He agreed to it. Auditions were at Film Studios. The queue stretched all the way to the showground. I was at the back kabisa. Imagine 300 people before you. Then we got the briefing paper and it indicated, ‘no persons with experience in a media house allowed to participate in this audition’. Mimi Jahmby Koikai, nirudi home after watu 300 kukuwa mbele yangu? Nikasema zi. So I stayed in line until I got to the audition room. The judges were a few people I was in campus with. I felt a wave of despair. Like I’m here auditioning, yet my classmates will be judging me? I did my thing and I was considered. We got into the house and we were assigned to different groups. I was the group leader and we won the challenge. Later that evening, we were driven back to Film Studios for a briefing. The presenter of the show said, some of us have to go home. My name was called out first amongst other great people. We were dropped home. I cried. It felt like I’d lost such a great opportunity. My mom and late grandma were so sad cos they loved to watch me do the news. Then came another opportunity over 10years ago, I saw a TV ad and decided to apply for the news anchor position. As you see in this pic, I got my hair done at Ralph’s Hair Salon, new suit etc. I didn’t get the job. After KBC, I never got to anchor the news again. I’m grateful I did not get the job even though I felt dejected at the time. I battled severe Endometriosis in silence for over 19years. I think of how engaging the newsroom is and I’m grateful I wasn’t in that space. I’d have utilised all my sick-leaves and off-days and just declared redundant. There are many people like me who are bound by chronic illness and cannot do the things they love. I share your pain. But there’s hope. I’m grateful to God for His reminder that He will restore to you all the years that the locusts have eaten. Also Jer 29:11