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It's a chilly Sunday morning. Well, this day I woke up early. I know I'm a medicine student and the society has the notion that we should never sleep, we should be on our books! We oulisikia wapi? 10 o'clock is that time I unfold my sweet warm comfy duvet or as Cartoon Comedian put it in that funny accent, "sio kwa ubaaaad, ndio nimearise, ndio kushine!". But today it's different, it's different because I'm hearing the presiding father with some italian accent announce that today was a Eucharist Sacrifice. For the better part of my life and even today I don't know what that really means. But today I'm here; in a strange place. It's during the process of following the procession that I'm somewhat unaware of the protocols I make to reflect back. What really brought me here? It has been 6 months now since I attended a church service but after so long I'm here. Well, I'm an usher at KeMU chapel and for me I would say it was a quen...