Zahra Gabuji

Dear Navneet ,

You were my first ‘boss’ at my first real job. I was petrified at how it would be. I remember walking into office for my interview expecting someone very strict and uptight, but you made me so comfortable with your smile and warm words. Even though I was just eighteen , you treated me with respect and valued my opinion. You treated me so well and taught me so many things I needed to know about life. You were an older sister to me in times of need. You stood by me when I was bullied and fired the hell out of me when I acted stupid. You taught me how to write. I wept on the day I left my job because I loved the experience. I knew I would miss you a lot and I knew that you would always be special to me. I regret not saying it to you now. Your early death came as a shock to me. I could not believe it and did not want to believe it. I remember how you used to say, “Zahra, keep my yellow bag incase I die,” and I would say, “Navneet! You do so much drama,” You asked me to follow my heart always and I want to tell you that I did. I am now doing a media course from Sophia College and I know you will be glad to hear that. You were a great teacher. Thank you for everything. Thank you for always singing ‘I will survive’ for me.

Love always,
Zahra.