This diary entry is prompted by my visit to you last weekend. I don’t know why I decided to visit you but after many years of being apart I think that it was in order for me to visit you. What we shared was special and needs to be documented but I won’t send this to you because you’ve already been through enough. I remember meeting you when you were a freshwoman at University of Nairobi. Then I was a sophomore and you had difficulty locating your room. From then on I could not wait to meet you more often. It must have been by sheer luck too because by then you did not know your way about the vast varsity and I was only too eager to lend my hand. Life was surely good and I cherished those moments.