In the unfathomable depths of many souls, there lingers an irreplaceable void, a poignant testament to the enduring memory of Angela Chibalonza, whose untimely departure on the 22nd of September 2007 remains etched in the annals of time.
A luminary figure in the realm of Congolese artistry, Angela’s journey met a tragic end on the treacherous Naivasha-Nairobi highway, as fate cruelly intervened while she and her companions hastened towards Nairobi, striving not to miss an early flight.
In the somber aftermath of the fatal accident, John Isaji, once a dancer in Angela’s troupe, emerged as the lone survivor. Recounting the events to KUTV, he unraveled the poignant narrative of Angela’s final hours. Scheduled to grace the stage at Egerton University in Njoro, Angela harbored reservations about the late hour, hesitant to embark on the journey for the concert.
Yet, the resolute insistence of the students brooked no dissent, compelling Angela to acquiesce to their fervent pleas. “It’s too late. I can’t make it to Egerton and be back,” Angela lamented to her entourage, cognizant of her impending early morning flight on the ill-fated 22nd of September.
Despite her misgivings and the riotous turmoil that had gripped the university, Angela, mindful of safeguarding her reputation and the sanctity of her divine calling, resolved to undertake the journey.
Driven by a steadfast commitment to her mission, Angela’s resolve remained unyielding, even as circumstances conspired against her. Trapped by the absence of her house keys, she was compelled to be liberated from her own abode.
The night unfurled in a crescendo of fervor as Angela graced the stage, her melodic strains weaving through the hearts of the audience. Time, an ephemeral specter, slipped away unnoticed as the concert stretched into the early hours, testament to Angela’s unwavering dedication to her craft and her spiritual calling.
As dawn broke, and the weary travelers embarked on their journey homeward, Angela’s vigilant spirit urged caution. Sensing exhaustion in her companion, she implored Isaji to relinquish the reins of the vehicle, a gesture of concern tinged with prescience.
In the fleeting moments before tragedy struck, Angela’s wisdom prevailed as Isaji yielded to her counsel, relinquishing control to another driver. In the dim haze of Limuru, amidst the haunting echoes of impending calamity, Isaji was roused from slumber by the harrowing cries of impending doom.
The deafening collision that followed rent the fabric of their existence, leaving devastation in its wake as their vehicle collided with a lorry, the roof sheared away in a macabre dance of destruction.
Mirroring the hand of divine providence, Isaji emerged as the solitary survivor, albeit scarred by the ordeal, his body broken yet his spirit indomitable. Against the bleak prognosis of medical experts, he defied the odds, charting a miraculous journey towards recovery and spiritual redemption, ultimately embracing the mantle of a pastor.
In the wake of Angela’s untimely demise, she leaves behind a legacy woven from the threads of her unwavering faith, her indomitable spirit, and the echoes of her transcendent melodies. Survived by her husband and daughter, Angela’s presence endures as a beacon of hope, her memory enshrined in the hearts of those who were touched by her luminous grace.