Introduction
This tribute remembers the life and character of Robert Kihika, affectionately known as Uncle RK — a man remembered by family as fearless, outspoken, deeply human and authentically rooted in the Musita identity.
“Beneath the tough exterior was an authentic Musita.”
Growing Up with Uncle RK
During my early days at Kazo Primary School, I lived fully within my community, surrounded by relatives and our large family in the heart of Kazo Town Council. It was then that I first encountered the presence of my uncle, Robert Kihika — Uncle RK.
Growing up, I feared him. He was known as a no-nonsense man: fearless, direct, and often misunderstood as harsh. His conflicts with his elder brothers, the late Uncle James Kihika and my father, Mr. Kategaya, were well known within the family.
The Trio of Strong Voices
Despite their lack of wealth or academic accolades, these three men were brilliant and gifted with oratory skills that commanded respect in the community. They owned no great wealth, yet their voices carried weight.
Whenever the trio picked up a microphone, one would certainly say: the Basita are alive. No politician dared begin a career without their backing. They were a force to reckon with.
The Man Behind the Reputation
My father and Uncle James were often seen as gentlemen, while Uncle RK was perceived as the tough one. As children, we feared him deeply. Family decisions sometimes excluded him, and this widened the gap between him and the younger generation.
But as we grew into men, reality shifted. I began to see Uncle RK differently. Beneath the tough exterior was an authentic Musita — a man who mirrored the character of my late grandfather.
His softest spot was simple: respect. Consult him, and he would offer his mind in raw brilliance, unfiltered, regardless of who you were.
Wisdom, Leadership and Family Memory
As I drew closer to him, I discovered wisdom that many others had not shared. I learned of his youthful days with my father, their early leadership in UPC, and his role serving NRA bush war heroes as a driver during the struggle.
He was sharp, insightful and deeply human. In his later days, I enjoyed more of his speeches, even when some were difficult to hear. His speeches were powerful, and their impact depended on which side of the fire one was standing.
A Bond That Grew Stronger
As grandparents and other family members passed on, the bonds among the men grew stronger. In his final days, Uncle RK’s closest companion was none other than my father — his twin in spirit and his ally in both joy and hardship.
We, the children, grieve deeply with my dad and the entire family. We saw our father laugh endlessly at Uncle RK’s warmth, his jokes, his prayers and his repeated journeys of salvation.
Dreams, Resilience and Family Responsibility
In February, he invited me to his home and shared his dream of building an international hotel on his land. We also enjoyed Manchester United games whenever I was home.
Uncle Robert loved his wife and children deeply. Even in his toughness, his wife respected him and loved him exceptionally.
A Personal Farewell
Tatento, munywani wangye — my friend, my counsellor, my parent in every way. You loved me, trusted me, sharpened me and guided me.
I pray for forgiveness where we failed, and I pray that the Lord grants me strength to live out your dream.
You stepped forward when our grandparents passed on and became our mirror as Basita of the Kavooma dynasty. We shall forever miss you.
Rest in Peace
Rest in peace, Uncle RK.
Your son,
Rupert Kaimanda (RK)