Scarred piano man

They say that scars define the bearer. And for a while, Aaron Rimbui’s scars defined him, turning him into a recluse who thought people were laughing at him. Today, he is a whole new man. By VIVIANNE WANDERA

His brow is furrowed in concentration, long slim fingers masterfully caressing the black and white keys as melodious music gloriously fills the big hall and the room grows silent -- in awe and attentiveness. Seated on a high backed chair, behind a grand piano, Aaron Rimbui looks ethereal, intense and passionate, in what many would call the’ zone’. That was about seven years ago, at the launch of a lifestyle magazine in a fancy restaurant in the city and I remember feeling privileged to watch him in action.