Abuja International Film Festival: I was Starstruck Again!

For the second time in a short period, I found myself starstruck.

The first time was at Transcorp Hilton while this time around it happened at the very famous Silverbird Galleria in Abuja, FCT.

It was the last day of the 4-day long observation of the 13th Abuja International Film Festival.

Filmmakers from Mexico, China, Iran and of course, Nigeria, were present and if the event Director’s words are anything to go by, this is the best yet.

After the award ceremony, Segun Arinze suggested I attend the mixer. First off, it was to begin at 7 and by 5:00pm, I was still in town, but like magic my mum gave me her car (I had to pay for fuel though. Smh) and so I cruised into the night at 8:00pm. I didn’t want to, but who can say no to a super star right? Well, it’s not like we are chums now, but I do see that happening in my future… Anyway, I went realised I was way out of my elements. I mean, this is my scene and all, but I realised it wasn’t my scene almost immediately. Here’s why…

I’m timid. I don’t care what people say, I am and it was made worse because I didn’t know anyone. You don’t go for social events, especially in Abuja, on your own. You just shouldn’t.

I didn’t know the Nigerian actors/filmmakers. This is the first and probably only time I regret not watching Nigerian movies.

I saw a face and in my mind I’m like “hey! It’s that guy…” I don’t know his name or remember any movie I’ve seen him in.

I saw Bianca, or was it Regina Askia… One lady with hazel eyes… Help me with her name please. *covers eyes*. I saw Fred Amata, very fair, I saw Stanley from ‘After The Storm‘… (I forget his surname now) Yes! Paul Obazele, but most important on the list of ‘People I Met’ was STEVE GUKAS.

For those who don’t know me, I’m a very proud Tarok Girl, but I’m also very proud of my state, Plateau, and so anyone from there is good people and Mr Gukas is one of such.

Gukas directed the much talked about 93 Days, the true story of selflessness displayed by a Nigerians (Doctors and nurses) in preventing the spread of the fatal Ebola Disease some two years ago.

It was like meeting a real like famous person and I was so stoked by how easy it is to meet ‘celebs’ in Abuja. I should definitely go out more. Enjoy the photos.

Toodles :*

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What Fear Can Take Away From You

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Before I got a job I was very eager for one.

I started with figuring out what I wanted to do with my life and then I started to apply. I didn’t get any callbacks and people would try to be supportive and say encouraging things like, “a job would come at the right time“, but would it, really?
What they didn’t know was how, in my heart, I was grateful that no one called. I was scared shitless.

I was afraid of getting a job.

I wondered what would happen if I got a job as a secretary (for instance) and my boss expected me to write a memo. Where do I begin? How do I learn to write one of those? What if I’m a failure?

In order to avoid these possible outcomes, my mind told me that it would be better to stay at home and I quite agreed with that.
One day, in a random chat with Pirfa aka Police, aka PHP, I mentioned this fear and he told me I wasn’t alone. Everyone, even the best of them, had such fears before starting up at a new job. Knowing I wasn’t alone was all I needed, I suddenly felt ready for the labour market.
This was in 2013.

It’s 2016 now and I’ve been working for over a year… time does fly.

I was terrified upon starting and then I realised you excel at what you love and what you put your mind to. I’m proud to say that I can do things a couple of people don’t know how to, but the funny thing is, it’s not hard at all.
My job as a content developer (writer) for www.kapital929.fm is wonderful – most times.
I get to write stories, news, plump pieces and the likes.
I’ve met some celebrities and white people, I love white people (Sue me!), although I am usually too self-conscious to talk to a white person, especially a cute guy, but work has helped me build some confidence about that.

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I met Thor Pedersen, the man travelling around the world. I wonder where he is at the moment…. I got to meet the totally dapper Uti Nwachukwu 😍, the controversial John Fashanu, Emeka Iyke, Governor Ortom of Benue State… The list goes on.

Oh well, back to my job. It was daunting at first to find myself thrust into the radio world without so much as a footnote on where to begin, but for these past 18+ months I’ve learned a lot.

Fear almost took away my happiness, one of the things I always craved for; working for a radio station.

Everyday I find ways to best the fear. It could have taken away this experience at a fair job, a chance to learn and a chance to make an impact on society in my own little way.
Don’t let fear control you. It’s just the devil making you believe you can’t do it, but you can.
With God, you can.

Chronicles of my work’s firsts

first day at workA couple of months ago, I used this medium to broadcast my good news: I’d gotten a Job. Yay!
We eventually resumed on the first day of November and I thought to myself, ‘What kind of amateur writer would I be without chronicling the events of my first official work experience?’ It just wouldn’t be fair so lean back and hear the story. There are some modifications though… Why talk about my first day when I can give a better picture with an insight on my first week?

All through the 16 months that I’ve been home since after my National Youth Service, the thought of working suddenly became daunting. It was so bad that I sabotaged my own chances at a great job twice! This one felt natural though, but I couldn’t runway from the butterflies in my stomach.

MORNING
I took off for the bus stop and I got transportation quite easily. Getting to work, I took the elevator to the 12th floor and made a beeline for the programmes department. After a brief knock, I opened the door and saw 3 people inside. I mentioned that I was a new employee and I needed to see the person in charge, but I was told she wasn’t present. I thanked them and left to sit at the reception. First problem- one would expect that they’d invite me to sit and wait seeing as I’d already introduced myself, but they didn’t. They were actually nicer than I expected, but I never got the invitation. I kept going back and forth, but each time I was met with the same response, a shake of the head. The day ended without progress, but not to be deterred, my spirits were as high as a helium balloon.

Day two started on a similar note as day 1, but it felt better because I was dressed much nicer. On day one, I wore a black skirt, black camisole and a purple Ankara jacket, but on Tuesday I tried to be more of myself so I wore a black tapered jegging with… I forget the top [covering face] Anyway, I was more at ease and confident- that much I remember and when I got to work, I got more action than day 1.

I got to work and after hooking up with my new acquaintance, Mrs Faith D, we went to the department and we met someone with some authority. We met Auntie Bukky, who is a lovely person by the way, and she warmly invited us to sit inside. Her exact words were, ‘This is now your office so you don’t have any business being at the reception’. It felt good to hear that 😀

She charged us with writing a short essay on why we wanted to work in radio, what we’d observed from listening to other radio stations, what our contribution would be as producers and what programmes we could/would love to produce. Of course this got me uber excited and I went to work immediately. After 30 minutes or so, we went to submit and she told us she couldn’t give us specific assignments due to the fact that the heads of the department were on leave and might change our assignments if she went ahead to assign us. Sadness began to seep through my body, but she quickly added that we should go home and return on Thursday and use Wednesday to listen to the station and take notes. Now who wouldn’t love a job like that? Lol I certainly do. 😀

Seeing as I got a break from work, I’m tempted to give a break here too…. You’ll just have to wait for part two.

Toodles

The PurpleDiva: Unfiltered

As I grew from one stage of development to the other, my ambitions grew as well. From being a Diva to being a humble street painter. Through it all one thing remained constant, I wanted to be FAMOUS! 😀
To be outstanding in whatever I eventually decided to do.
Some might laugh at this and go, “you are not serious”, while shaking their heads but believe it or not it’s the truth.
To further expand on this I want to say something about my temperament. What would you call someone who’s reserved, yet doesn’t mind being the center of attention? Yep! That’s me. I grew up believing I was a timid little thing and I liked feeling that way, but in recent times when I refer to myself as shy, people go, “shut the front door” or “yeah right”, in the most sarcastic ways possible. Lol Continue reading