If words...oh Brother Loka! If words could describe pain, then tears would not exist  If words could suffice to say thank you, then good deeds will go unremembered If... only if... But if wishes were horses.... Big bro you have left and gone with the party... You had no preferences  Everyone was the same to you... Family or friends Our needs were met equally  your fun and laughter was contagious... Time and time again through university we looked up to you for support, financial, moral, and most of all like the humorist you were we cherished your company beyond...as it helped us soothe the pains and stressful times of student life. For all your hard work and support I insist you will remain irreplaceable!! There were lots of situations where you could have turned a blind eye, but you didn't  You stepped up to every demand, and in your sarcastic comic manner-met every single one of them. Distance has once more played its prank on us and we could not hold your hand through a very trying time and neither will we be there to say farewell as we would have loved to. Farewell!! But know that you have left behind hearts which you touched beyond all. We will support Ma Eli  and the kids as much as we can. Like we adore her and learned a lot from her so to it has become our duty to support love and protect her...and we promise so shall it be. As you sleep this endless sleep- sweet dreams till we meet to part no more! I know you will be having a good Loka-style-guffaw when you see us reeling and torturing ourselves ...because all you will love us to do is remember you in all your finery,kindhearted nature, your humour,the power resonating in your voice and laughter and the energy your person effused wherever you were To sing your best makossa's and dance and reminisce about the good old days with brother Loka in our lives Till we meet again Farewell big bro Farewell and Goodnight. Dorothe