The chronicles of a campus dude... True story

Love is a beautiful thing, but finding true love is the best thing that can happen to anyone. The feeling cannot be explained by mere words. To know it you must feel it. But then again one will argue that "does true love exist, or is it just just an illusion? "  Well I think it is not an illusion at all and I talk from experience. I found true love when I joined campus.

Like every other person, when I joined campus, I had very many expectations. With the stories that I had heard from my friends, I knew life was gonna be fun. I know the word fun is relative, but on this situation, am talking about the universal meaning of fun. I joined Maseno University not a very happy man since my dream university was the University of Nairobi. This was because of my love for their basketball team, UON Terrorists. My first semester was exactly what any freshman goes through. Finding all the lecture halls, finding the basketball court, making new friends and discovering all the "chuoms"( where else would you go to indulge if not in these) in the campus.

As the semester moved on, the lectures started. One day I got to the Millennium lecture halls, that's the academic square in maseno university, and as usual I was looking for my lecture hall. Mastering them was a bit hard. So I went up to the first floor. As I was walking on the verandah, I looked down and I saw this very beautiful girl. She sparked that feeling like the one we see in movies. The ones where you fell like somebody is walking in slow motion, hair swaying in the air, her face glowing, teeth glowing you would quickly endorse her with Close -up toothpaste.  Our eyes locked and I threw her a smile, she smiled back and that was all.

This lady was all up in my mind during the lecture but I got to forget about it. You know the University is big and I was calculating my chances of seeing her again, and with the math not adding up, I gave up. But as my arsenal brothers would tell us (United fans) when we beat them at the emirates, luck was on my side. The beautiful lady stayed in the same side of campus as I did and she was doing the same course as my best friend. What a luck I had.

On the fateful day that I got to talk to her,
I was jus chilling in my room with my new found friends, my roommate and his villagemates, For lack of a better word. At about 7pm  we left the room to go for supper in one of the several hotels around the school. As we were going  back to the hostel, we started arguing bout arsenal and ManU, these fellas started  "korogaing" their mother tongue when the discussions heated up. I was really getting pissed off, then guess what, a beautiful lady just whizzed past us. She was walking very fast n in her hand she was carrying a black paper bag, evidently take away supper that she was going to dismantle in her room. I looked at her again and realized it was that beautiful lady that had caught my eye n attention.

This chance was not going to pass me. I had this great impediment though. I was very shy. But I had two options, stay back and get irritated by these fellas who were not listening to my call to switch to "sheng" or follow the girl of my dream. I chose the latter.  Before I left I remember I told my pals,  "Kama hamwezi bonga sheng wacha mimi niende na huyu dame "

The day of reckoning had come, would I overcome my fears? What was I going to tell her, how was she gonna react to my approach? Were my friends going to laugh at me in case I was turned down? I decided that I was not gonna relent. What had I to lose?

Continues in the next post...