Kiambu Graduate Jobless for 4 Years Receives Offer After Carrying Tiny Calabash to Interview
For four years after graduating, I lived with quiet disappointment. I had completed my degree full of hope, believing doors would open quickly. Instead, months turned into years of rejection emails, unanswered applications, and interviews that led nowhere.
Living in Kiambu with my parents again felt like failure. Friends I studied with moved to Nairobi and began building careers, while I remained stuck, explaining over and over why I was still “figuring things out.” I revised my CV countless times. I attended workshops. I networked.
I prayed. Still nothing changed. Some interviewers praised my qualifications but later chose “more experienced candidates.” Others never called back at all. With each rejection, my confidence shrank. I started doubting myself, wondering if maybe I was simply unlucky.
One afternoon, after another unsuccessful interview, I opened up to an uncle about my frustration. Instead of laughing at my situation, he listened carefully. Then he mentioned famous doctor, saying he had helped someone overcome unexplained stagnation in business.
