I am still in shock that Evanso is no longer here.

I had no idea what his last name was. I just know he was called Evans or Evanso, he was a dancer and loved yoga- he was an amazing teacher. And he had a great laugh; I mean in a room full of eighty people, you only had to hear him laugh, and you would know he was there.

My very first encounter with him was seeing the lovely bracelets he wore. And his well kept dreadlocks- that’s what I would aspire to. Then he asked for a book I was reading, and I lent it to him. I also had the pleasure of practicing next to him once, and that was one of the greatest classes I had, because we all kept on laughing.

I had my last conversation with him about a month ago over lunch. I was hoping to continue talking to him after.

His demise has made me realize many things- that we should make an effort to know people, that we can touch many people’s lives, even if we don’t do it on purpose. That we should not postpone those conversations that we always keep meaning to have. We don’t know.

AYP has lost a great man, but his spirit lives on through the lives many he touched, including mine.

I celebrate you Evans;  may your soul rest in eternal peace!


 Bree Orata

Written by Billy Sadia — March 16, 2013



Am shocked to come across this!my sincere condolences.Happened to meet him at the yaya centre during one of the events of the africa yoga project last yr 2012.May the almighty rest his soul in peace.

March 18 2013 at 09:03 AM

James njunge :

I remember the discussion me and Evanso had a year ago about him teaching the Saturday Kids at Sarakasi Some Dance and we kept on postponing , A greate lesson learned that today is the time to do what we aspire to happen tomorrow.
R.I.P Evanso your Smiles always shinning brighter on us and strengthen our Friendships.

:) love

Njunge james

March 18 2013 at 09:03 AM

Diana Nguyen:

Beautiful post. I learned so much from it. Thank you for sharing someone I never got to meet but will be forever touched by.

Diana Nguyen

March 18 2013 at 09:03 AM


Beautiful post. I feel the same.

Topistar J. Ngambona

March 18 2013 at 10:03 AM

Beth Mwangi:

if only tears would bring you back. Whenever i think of you I feel empty the thought of I will never see you again breaks me.

May 19 2013 at 08:05 AM


We didn’t forget about you eitehr, Rony! It’s really great to hear from you again, I think it’s more than 10 years since the last time we saw each other.I wish I could write you in french, but it was quite a while since I last spoke the language. I’ve been studying swedish, literature and journalism these last years.We should talk more at some point! Meanwhile, if you want to see pictures of how my family looks nowadays you can check out ! There are some photos of them among the others.e0 bientf4t!

October 08 2015 at 05:10 PM

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