Tikhala was a dear friend and colleague of more than a decade, who left an imprint on me in immeasurable ways. I remember the first time we met, in Harare back in 2010 (with Vincent K!). At that time, I had no idea the professional journey we would set upon, or the personal friendship that would develop. He taught me many things, including the perfection of Malawian rice, how tasty a ‘whisper’ of whisky with 7-up could indeed be, and the value of reflection and preparing for the marathon, rather than the sprint in business.. and probably also life. I remember walking the streets of Glasgow a year ago almost to the day, and his sharing memories of being a graduate student in Glasgow some few decades ago. I enjoyed the insight into ‘young Tikhala’, and his adventures from that time. It seems many of our moments shared were done during our walking constitutionals, during which we discussed many things, both professional and personal. Whether in Durban, Cairo, Paris or Torino, these walks became a ritual. I will cherish them even more now, and will continue on our tradition. While I am gutted for the loss, I am grateful that he came into my orbit. I am the better for it. And I will miss him terribly.
Tikhala was a dear friend and colleague of more than a decade, who left an imprint on me in immeasurable ways. I remember the first time we met, in Harare back in 2010 (with Vincent K!). At that time, I had no idea the professional journey we would set upon, or the personal friendship that would develop. He taught me many things, including the perfection of Malawian rice, how tasty a ‘whisper’ of whisky with 7-up could indeed be, and the value of reflection and preparing for the marathon, rather than the sprint in business.. and probably also life. I remember walking the streets of Glasgow a year ago almost to the day, and his sharing memories of being a graduate student in Glasgow some few decades ago. I enjoyed the insight into ‘young Tikhala’, and his adventures from that time. It seems many of our moments shared were done during our walking constitutionals, during which we discussed many things, both professional and personal. Whether in Durban, Cairo, Paris or Torino, these walks became a ritual. I will cherish them even more now, and will continue on our tradition. While I am gutted for the loss, I am grateful that he came into my orbit. I am the better for it. And I will miss him terribly.