To the Dude Joshu

joshuHey Josh,

Been a minute since we last talked. Five or six years at least. I remember when we first met in Maseno University as freshmen in 2006. You were one of the first people to talk to me. I am a loner and it seems you realized that because you approached me and started a conversation.

We never became best friends…you were in a different course (I think Education) and I was taking Economics. We rubbed shoulders once in a while and gave each other that G knowing nod. I could tell you were a good guy.

My best memories of you go way back at the Student Center in Siba Campus. There was this Tony Nyadundo Song  that you really loved.When you took to the floor, everyone applauded you. It was my first time to hear of the Ohangla Luo songs and you made me fall in love with them.

You danced gracefully, understanding what  the lyrics said. To this day, whenever I hear the song, I’m reminded of you.

Just read some info on you. You went on and became a scientific researcher. Man, you had it  figured out. I wouldn’t have know you’d make it like this. I mean, we were both clowning during our college days.

Today, Thurday July 30th 2015,  at 12.53am, I was scrolling my Facebook Timeline feed and came across you news.
Body of A Kenyan Student Who Drowned In Germany Has Arrived

The news was shared by one of our former campus mates. I looked at the photo and recognized you. Damn, I can’t believe it’s you I am seeing.

What happened man? How could you drown in a pool?

I guess I will never know, but have to live with it. You know, it’s funny I was thinking about you just a few days ago. And today I get to find out you’ve been gone since July 8th.

Life is not fair.

Life is unfair.

My bad, I never got to keep in touch. You know, growing up and ish.  Time moves, life changes.

To your wife Debbie and the little daughter, I wish you strength in life.

Debbie, we were friends on FB a long time ago. You probably don’t remember. I would do anything to help Joshu’s daughter.

But damn Joshu, why did you have to die?

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