Why I Cried and Refused To Leave The British High Commission Visa Office
Why I Cried and Refused To Leave The British High Commission Visa Office: The tribulations some of us have gone through in the quest for studying overseas, only God knows!
In early 2002, after spending sleepless nights in the last year of high school studying like crazy, sleeping at midnight & waking up at 4am, I managed to score a B+ mean grade in the 2001 KCSE.
I’ve always said that high school education is the toughest that I have ever faced in my entire 8-4-4-2 education journey. College was a piece of cake, especially here in America.
Anyways, this score was enough to land me a software engineering degree course at the London School Of Management.
I had no good knowledge of what this degree course entailed though. I had only started learning computers around that time (MS Dos to be specific).My father was the one who had applied for the course for me.
In order to study in the UK, I was faced with the challenge of convincing the visa officer that I was qualified for a British student visa. In December 2001, I had applied for a visit visa, and was denied but this time round, I needed a student visa.
I prayed hard, fasted, and hoped that this time round the outcome would be favorable.
Those days there used to be no appointment booking at the embassy.It was on a first come, first served basis.
In the company of my uncle, one sunday afternoon, we left Meru aboard Kensilver express to attend the visa interview. To calm my nerves, we bought some khat “miraa” that were to be chewed througout the journey.Off we left for the city under the sun.
We arrived in Nairobi late that evening and headed to my uncle’s friend’s place in Githurai 44 where we spent the night, before waking up at 4am the following day to attend the interview at the BHC offices in upper hill Nairobi.
We were at BHC by 6am…and to our surprise a throng of people were already queueing.We immediately knew there was no chance for an interview that day.The BHC used to interview less than 20 people a day between 9-11 am. Out of those 20, less than 5 would get the visa😆😆
Unsurprisingly, that day I never got a chance to interview…After talking to a few people, we were told that those that got the chance to be in the front line that day had spent the previous night outside the British high commission offices.
After thinking about it, we decided to spend the night there as well.It was a long night of extreme cold and sure enough a lot of other people were spending the night out there as well.
The security at the high commission decided to chase us away from the vicinity as we “posed a security threat” to the embassy and we were pushed to stay further up on Mara road which joins upper hill road at entrance of the BHC.
After a very cold night , early in the morning at 4 am, we went and queued in front of the BHC in the hope of getting picked that day……and then BOOM!…..A few minutes after 8am just before the embassy opened, there was a huge commotion and the line disappeared😂😂😂😂..A group of idiots had disrupted the peaceful line and new faces appeared in front of me and I found my self at the rear end of the line😭😭😭.
That day I never managed to get in for the interview.We were back again to the roadside to spend another cold night to try our luck the following day.The following day, I went to queue at 3 am in order to make the cut.Luckily that day,I was among those who were picked for the interview. It was such a relief getting inside the tall gates of the high commission. It felt like the biblical Noah’s ark moment!.
This happiness and relief was short-lived as it took me less than 3 mins of visa interview for the visa officer to pass the verdict that I was not qualified for the student visa!..☹️☹️😭😭. I broke down and cried and threw a few expletives in Kimeru 🤣🤣🤣 to the lady who interviewed me before the security guys pushed me out of the building.I was so devastated!
This is an experience I will never forget.At that time I told myself I was never going to that embassy again, but I found myself there again 2 more times in the next 7 years, which still ended up in getting denied the visa😂😂.
I then decided to try my luck at the American embassy, and luckily I managed to get the visa at the first attempt in 2009.
If you are out there facing similar disappointments, never give up.You never know when the doors will open.BUT you need to be well prepared before going for a visa.Never make same mistakes that I did- I lacked the confidence and didn’t know much about my program of study!
Please share with anyone in your life who you know has struggled with visas and needs uplifting. They need to hear this message. Please share!
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