MEMORY

REMEMBERING MR JAL BOGA

FROM BISHOP COTTON SCHOOL SIMLA TO A TOP EXECUTIVE IN PAKISTAN TOBACCO
AN ABOVE AVERAGE HUMANIST , A KNOWLEDGEABLE PROFESSIONAL , SUCH A FIGURE OF INTEGRITY & SUCH A KIND HEARTED MAN LOST LAST YEAR TO ETERNAL LIFE

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· MR JAL BOGA THE GREAT MAN MOVES ON !
The Funeral Of Mr Jal Boga Formerly Head Of Commercial / Purchasing / Supply Chain at Pakistan Tobacco Company started from his home at 25/ II , 22 Street Off Khayaban e Tanzeem
Karachi at 12 Hours Today with Dignity & Solemnity . He was wrapped and covered in a white sheet and was carried on in a Stretcher on shoulders To The Ambulance Outside which must have taken him to his last resting place in the Zoroastrians Tower Of Silence . His teary eyed and frail looking wife Mrs Ava Boga and immediate family members including his son Rustom were accompanying him to the Tower . His daughter Meher was watching all this on the Camera as she is in Canada .

Mr Jal Boga was such a distinguished , disciplined and dignified man , very much respected by all who knew him for his professional expertise and for his decency and nobility , his soft demeanour , excellent mannerism and pleasant conversation . A man of few words but who also enjoyed a good laugh and had a sense of humour .

The people sitting in his lawn were all deeply circumspect , sad and quiet while the religious Mobads where praying inside where his body lay flanked around with family members . There was an air of dignity in the somberness conveying a sense of sadness and seriousness coupled with a deep sense of loss .
I greatly felt his leaving his home as he was carried on the shoulders by the religious team but then it was Boga sahib leaving , it was all so dignified as he was always a figure of Great Character & Fineness. I felt so sad then , he will never return to his home again and it seemed such a personal loss that I cant describe in words .

As I was talking to Naveed Aftab Ahmad that when someone from our group passes on to eternity actually we lose part of our lives with them and we start missing them because with them part of our past goes away forever .

Boga Sahib , you will never be forgotten ! you were such a kind & Helpful soul . Karachi and Zoroastrians are poorer today and we will miss you forever . And we will also Miss your smiling face .

Crossing the Bar

BY ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON

Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;

For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.

( Bar is that imaginary Line in the sea when the ship is far from the shore and then enters the territory of deep waters and totally at the mercy of waves )

Vaqar Ahmad Khan 23 October 2023