Although I never got to meet Rasna Warah in person, I feel like I knew her very well. This is because of her open, forthright, and provocative style of writing. I met her through her words, sentences, paragraphs, articles, tweets, and books, through which she effectively weaved and curated her thoughts and emotions. Her oeuvre was sincere, engaging and generous, to the extent that interacting with it over the years left me feeling like I personally knew her. 

I was humbled and honoured to share Debunk Media’s Public Square platform as a contributor alongside Rasna Warah and others. I always looked forward to her informative submissions and her persuasive opinions. Her energy and passion for digging deep into and ventilating issues affecting the people around her, whether at her home in Kilifi, Kenya, and the world at large was inspirational. Unknown to her, I recruited her as my ‘virtual mentor’, using her work as a map for navigating through different topics on social justice that I was analysing and writing about. 

In the beginning was the word. And the word was with Rasna. 

Pen on in eternal power!