Father’s Day arrived with sorrow not celebration for Meshack Ojwang, the father of Albert Ojwang. His son’s death while in police custody has become one of the most haunting and controversial tragedies in recent months.
What should have been a day of pride and connection turned into a painful reminder of the absence of a beloved child.
Instead of waking up to phone calls, messages, or even a quiet prayer shared with his son, Meshack was met with heavy silence and unbearable grief.
Albert’s case has sparked national debate, raising serious questions about how police handle young people in custody.
The circumstances around his death remain unclear, but what is certain is that a young life was lost in a place that was supposed to ensure his safety.
This has made many Kenyans angry and concerned, especially parents who now fear for their own children.
Albert’s death is not just a personal loss to his family, but a public cry for justice and reform in a system that many feel has failed them for too long.
As Meshack searched for answers, he had to leave the comfort of his home and travel to Nairobi. It was not just a physical journey but an emotional one.
He walked through the city’s busy streets, knocked on office doors, visited mortuaries, and sat through endless meetings with people who offered little hope. Each step reminded him of the harsh reality that his son was gone, and that he now had to fight for answers in a place that often protects those in uniform instead of the victims.
But amid all this darkness, something powerful happened. A group of activists, human rights defenders, and kind-hearted citizens came forward. They did not just demand justice; they walked beside Meshack, supported him emotionally, and stood with him at every step.
These were people who had never met Albert or his father before, yet they showed up with love, strength, and a shared purpose.
They gave Meshack something no court or police report could ever give him human warmth.
Meshack later expressed his deep appreciation to those who stood by him. Even though the pain of losing his only son will never truly go away, the support he received helped him feel less alone.
In the strange and unfamiliar streets of Nairobi, he found a new kind of family.
Strangers became brothers and sisters, and their kindness reminded him that compassion still exists in this world, even when justice seems out of reach.
This Father’s Day, Meshack’s sorrow sends a message that goes beyond one family. It shows us that even in grief, love and unity can still be found. While he may never again celebrate the day with his son, he now holds close the comfort of a community that chose to care.
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