Enoq_with_a_k

I still can't believe it. Nobody can. Rastaman. That's what most people used to identify you as. But that's not all you were. You were a son, a homie, a student, a classmate, a brother, a friend and most importantly, you were kind and generous. You blended in wherever you went and it was easy to talk to you. Your calm and gentle aura could calm even the rowdiest of souls. Very clean always happy and didn't want to see anyone down. A good listener who always uplifted the people you met. Anyone could strike up a conversation with you and leave feeling a little bit lighter. Everyone liked you. And everyone feels this loss. When 2023 began, I never imagined something like this was in store for us. You were a friend of a friend when I first met you but then you became my friend almost immediately. I remember your phone calls needing my help to know where the venue of a certain class or exam was. Or when you needed a group for a class assignment. Back then I complained about it but what I wouldn't give to have you need my help one more time. Whenever we met we always had this back and forth banter and a good roasting session and I would leave feeling a bit better. A lot of our friends would agree with me. You were light hearted, laid back and easy going. You had this air of mystery around you that people just wanted to be a part of. Some knew you as Enoch others Enoq others Enock but we all knew it was Enoq with a k. You touched a lot of lives in a deep meaningful way. Even those who didn't know you felt this loss. When I first saw the news, I was shocked. I kept waiting for someone to tell me it was a joke or a horrible prank. I keep waiting for you to come back because we are all still in disbelief. I had a few of your friends tell me their most interesting memories of you so we could keep your memory alive.

"He was kind to everyone and will forever be the funniest rastaman to ever live" The Zoza Podcast. "Nikifikiria Enoq nakumbuka tukicheka kwa barabara." says Mwelu. "Eeehh alikuwa mcheshi and he was very generous," agrees Neema. "I had a crush on him in first year" someone confessed. "So did I" her friend agreed. "He was the cutest guy in our class. I feel like I need one last hug from him" "Kuna day sikuwa na dooh, alinipeleka fifa alafu we went to his place, honestly the times are too many to count," Max recalls. "Enock with a k is what he liked to be called. Slow to anger but quick in decision making. Man was a champ in every sector. He was a confidant and still a Riley if need be. He was simply a G." Kelly tells me. Enoq, we don't understand why this happened but it did. We miss you and wish you wouldn't have left us. All we can do is be grateful to have experienced a soul like yours. Heaven has gained an angel. You were truly one of a kind. You lived one day at a time and that is something we can all emulate. I wanted to give you something in return but this blog pales in comparison with what you did for us. Your death has made us realize that life is too short and to appreciate each other when we still have the chance. I hope that you have found peace and are watching over us. You'd want us to be happy and celebrate you because that is who you are. Your mum did a hell of a job raising a great soul like yours. You were loved, you are loved and you are love. Till we meet again. To Enoq_with_a_k.