Saturday, 2 February 2013

FROM KENYA TO INDIA WITH LOVE.

First post of 2013 and its an exciting story of our very own. Martha Dee traveled to India for her first exchange experience. An experience that she confirms changed her view of life. though filled with ups and downs(reads ups and ups) its an experience that i believe we all look forward to having..

As she tells it  here>>>>http://lifedances.wordpress.com/


My experience had to be all round I had promise my self so when the plane took off from Dubai. Yeah before that reality hadn’t sank in  completely. Not until it dawned on me I was three hours away from my   destination. I wanted to experience the culture, gain professional experience, learn and understand the business environment,and most important learn as much as I could about AIESEC in India.  So when an opportunity came up for me to be involved in the recruitment process of AIESEC Baroda I gladly welcomed it. Interacting with the young students from among the best Universities in the world was quite interesting. As I shared my experience with them, encouraged them to join this wonderful organisation my passion was growing every second. Martin Luther once said if one hasn’t discovered a thing he can die for then he is not fit to live. That other thing is none other than passion.I hadfound mine.There are great lessons I learnt from this country. Among them is the importance of valuing friendship. I met many people though not all would qualify to be true friends. Its the experiences we went through and the times we shared that strengthened our bond.There is this one night we had organised to go for coffee at my friends  house as we helped them organise some AIESEC materials for the recruitment. It wasnt the best days of my stay here. Someone had crossed my path and I was really mad. The only day I was angry for two months. My friends insisted we go over despite the fact that all I wanted was to go back home and sleep. They said it would cheer me up rather than go die in misery by myself. Of course it was true. So I agreed. We were like six of us. The night was warm and calm, clear skies with countless stars. Perfect night. There was a strong connection that transpired between us as we lay at the veranda outside my friends house talking about AIESEC, life, our different countries and cultures,danced rollcalls, worked on the recruitment packages,shared a meal of spaghetti about eight of us from one plate. At 1 oclock we were still working.However I was asked not to do much after all I needed to relax I had had a long day. Loads of thoughts went through my mind as I lay on my back watching the sky listening an  contributing to the conversations that were taking place. By 2 o’clock we were almost all asleep so when someone suggested we go for a ride no one was expected to jump with a start but well we did. Soon we were driving  through Baroda at 3 am in morning. The guys went round putting posters at all student hangout joints in town. As for us the ladies it was time to breath in the fresh air and enjoy being looked after. We shouted across the streets just to hear our echos of course in absence of the police. This was crazy I thought to myself, if my mom ever knew I was up at 3 am in the streets that would be the end of AIESEC s for me. But Baroda is safe very safe indeed. We were out till 5 am in the morning.