Emotional funeral for C-Live’s beloved son
Before his son was cremated yesterday, DJ C-Live said: “My homie, my best friend and strength in my darkest moments. Before you were born, I didn’t have direction.” It was an emotional funeral for 11-year-old Nadif. “When you lost your mother in February this year, I had to step in and become a full-time father. Every day, I would learn from you. I would watch you in awe, looking at how you affected people’s lives. Today you are gone, but you live in me,” said the shattered father.
Nadif was burnt to death on Sunday when his family’s home in Bezuidenhout Valley, eastern Johannesburg, caught fire.
C-Live, whose real name is Clive Shabalala, was with his son and girlfriend at the time and tried in vain to save his boy. Nadif was trapped in his bedroom and his charred body was later discovered in the corner of the room.
The Grade 5 pupil was remembered yesterday during a service in Weltevreden Park. Before he was cremated, family and friends paid tribute to him. They described him as an intelligent and kind young boy who had a bright future.
Shabalala, who had not planned to speak at the service, stood up, saying he had to pay tribute to his beloved son.
“It has been a sweet and short ride with you. Go well my friend, go well my friend, lala kahle qhawe.”
Lebogang Naves, popularly known as DJ Naves, comforted Shabalala, telling him no words could fill the void.
“Your suffering seems unfair. But one thing is for sure, Nadif will always be in your heart,” he said before also breaking down.
Shabalala’s sister, Mapule, told City Press about the call she received from her brother last Sunday night.
“Boy [Shabalala] was crying, saying the house is burning and he cannot save Nadif. I wanted to fly to Johannesburg at that moment to come and help him,” she said.
It is still not clear what caused the fire, but the family suspects Nadif may have left a heater on before falling asleep.
The family home was gutted by the fire, but Shabalala’s mother, Virginia, said the house and its contents meant nothing compared to the precious life they had lost.