(This week we take a break from our usual stories to pay tribute to a friend who went to be with the Lord this week)
Earlier this week I received,with sadness,news about the passing on of my friend Kimani ‘ Tolstoy’ Maina.Or simply Kimani Maina.
There has never been a soul bolder than his.With a fresh turn of phrase,Kimani never got tired of jabbing his nib at the ribs of a regime gone wrong.His consistency in pointing out the nakedness of the king was unparalled.His drive in pointing out the excesses of our powers that be was unmatched.
When Kenyans merely grumbled about the ongoing unprecented plunder of this nation being overseen by the the rapacious Jubilee buccaneers,Kimani openly wept.His dedication to the ideals of social justice and equality were peerless.
Unlike most of us,Kimani never shied of going against the grain.Like Tolstoy,he had this unwavering conviction that wrong does not cease to be wrong because the majority share in it.There is no nobler belief that that.
Today,somewhere in Ruiru,the bells will toll for Comrade Kim.And forever,somewhere in the rich dust of Ruiru,there shall be a richer dust concealed.Dust of an unconquereable soul, a man who,like Ulyssess of yore,lived to this lofty words-
” How dull it is …
To rust unburnished,not to shine in use!”
With Kimani’s demise,we have lost a gallant soldier,an idealist and a drum major for justice.As a community,a clod has washed down to the sea,and we are more the poorer.
Comrade Kim,thine toll on earth is done,and thus you have gone where the soul of man never dies.
May Ngai,our one God, shine his light on you eternally.
In the month of January,Kimani Maina had shared with me some creative pieces that he wished published here.I will honour that promise to a friend someday.