In early 2008, a young Kenyan man known by many as DJ Talanta - for his popular work as a disc jockey - tried to prevent a woman from being raped in the post-election violence. He lost his arm in the process. This is his story.
My DJ career kicked off in 2002 at the age of 18 years. Having dropped out of school in Standard Three due to lack of school fees, I would use the DJ job to support my family. I worked in Nairobi, Kisumu and Kakamega.
As life went on, I married a Luo lady in 2004. We were blessed with a baby boy in 2006.
On 27 December 2007, Election Day, I was called up for a DJ job in Kisum. That's the reason I did not cast my vote.
The following day, chaos erupted in Kisumu after some residents claimed that the elections had been rigged. Having come from the tribe that was accused of rigging the elections, I was in danger. But a friend of mine, 'Oti', who owned the sound equipment I was using, helped me get out of there. He took me to his home in rural Kisumu where I stayed things until calmed down.
On 10 January 2008, I spotted a neighbour of mine from Nairobi's Mathare slums in Kisumu. She was crying, saying that her husband had been brutally murdered by hooligans and his body thrown into Nairobi River. I broke down when I heard her story. But I still wanted to get home to Mathare to check on my parents, siblings and wife.
So on 11 January 2008, I set off for Nairobi. Immediately after I arrived, I received reports that my family and others in Mathare had been forced out of their houses and were now camping at the Air Force Gate. I then joined them at the camp and stayed with them for six days. On the seventh day, I decided to take a walk to Mathare to see if my family's house was intact.
At Mathare, I saw a group of people coming towards me. Then I heard a voice of a woman crying for help. The woman was being raped by a gang of around 17 youths. Having no weapon, I picked up a stone and threw it towards them to scare them off. One of the men then came towards me. He lifted his panga to cut off my head, but I shielded myself using my left arm, which then got chopped off and fell on the ground.
A good Samaritan then rushed me to the Kenyatta National Hospital, where I stayed for 37 days. During my stay at the hospital, my wife took off with our only child, citing difficulties to cope with my condition.
And so as the trials continue at The Hague, it breaks my heart to see that witnesses are dropping out. Having decided to stand and provide evidence against the perpetrators of the PEV, I am deeply opposed to them stepping down as this might help the perpetrators evade justice.
On 19 September 2013, when the first witness took the stand, I felt the moment to unveil the truth had come. It also the only moment when I felt there was a glimmer of hope that the PEV victims were going to get justice.
DJ Talanta will return with his recollection of the story of the woman he tried to help.