Miss you Dad!  

September 6 will never be the same.  

Almost two years!! how do i get use to this reality??? how i miss you dad each day every day. I loved the way you praised me and encouraged me on small things.Things that dont even matter. I really wish i could just hug you and feel your warmth just one last time. Please come back daddy, come back and see us and how much we have progressed. i wish i wish i wish that could happen....... i miss you terribly! your daughter amna.

Dearest Dad ........

Maha's wedding this week was a great event for the family.  You would have been thrilled to be there.  Needless to say, you were sorely missed.  Rest peacefully with the knowledge that your family is close knit as ever.

 

Dear colleagues 

I am pelased to inform you that Dr. Mehwash Kashif Assistant Editor of Annals of Abbasi Shaheed Hospital/Karachi Medical and Dental College became the first recipient of Dr. Maqbool H. Jafary Training Scholarship. She was recommended by Prof.Sina Aziz Editor of  Annals of ASH/KMDC.  This scholarship has been started by Pakistan Journal of Medical Sciences in the name of its Founder Chief Editor late Dr. Maqbool H. Jafary for the training of young editors in the art and science of Medical Journalism and Scientific Publishing.She successfully completed the week long course on December 30, 2016. The subjects and topics which were covered in the course were as under:

1.       General Briefing, Scope and contents of the journal.
2.       Editors Triage. Introduction to E Journal System, initial screening and internal review.
3.       Plagiarism Check, DOI Generation, interpretation of similarity index score.
4.       Copy Editing of the manuscripts.
5.       Corrections, publication ahead of print and page make-up.
6.       Setting up Peer Review system and Reviewers Data Base.
7.        Mounting after page make up.
7.       Publication process. a visit to printing press was also organized to acquaint her with the printing process starting from plate making to printing,folding and binding..

At the end of the training course, she was also given a Scholarship of Rs. 25,000/-(Rupees Twenty Five thousand only).  Pakistan Journal of Medical Sciences plans to offer this scholarship to one candidate each year who will be selected from amongst those who apply through their establishment and recommended by the Chief Editor of the Journal with which he or she is affiliated. Only those candidates who have done MBBS or BDS and are already affiliated and working with any medical and dental journal are eligible. Candidates from  outside Karachi will have to arrange their own boarding and lodging.

Applications for the selection of candidate for the Year 2017 will be called in  March-April 2017.



 

Shaukat Ali Jawaid
Chief Editor
Pakistan Journal of Medical Sciences
www.pjms.com.pk
Chief Editor
Pulse International
www.pulsepakistan.com
Secretary
Eastern Mediterranean Association of Medical Editors (EMAME)

Dear Baray Daddy. 
I miss you so terribly much. we thought a year would make it easier for us to move on but though we smile and laugh, you are still in all of our thoughts. There are so many things I wish I were able to share with you because no matter what, I know you would have listened to me. You were my mentor and I still try to seek out your guidance before I realize that I cant. Even though I was there with you in your last moments, I wish I had a chance to say goodbye and hug you one last time. God took you too soon because we still needed you Bdad. No matter what event it is I will always wish you were there but I also know you are watching over us from up there.
Rest in peace Bdad. See you at the other end of life.

Maha 

My dearest daddy,

I was too sad yesterday, and spent all my energy trying to hold it together, to be able to write without breaking down into a complete mess in the office. You left on my birthday last year, and it was a rough day yesterday - your first death anniversary. It still seems unreal at times that you are not with us any more. They say the pain lessens with time; I sure do hope so. I can't call you anymore to hear that loving "o meri jaan' at the other end of the phone, so I fondly scroll through all your pictures, remembering your loving voice, your unconditional love in your warm embrace. 

I have your picture on my desk in the office - from your 50th anniversary celebration - and I look at it every day, wishing I'd been there with you when you left us, gotten one more chance to hold your hand, to hug you, to talk to you..

Till we meet again, dad. Rest in peace. Miss you beyond description.

Tehseen 

Dearest Dad

It's been one year since you passed.  You left so abruptly.  I never thought my phone conversation with you at the hospital would be the last words I'd hear from you.  I will never stop regretting missing holding your hand for the last time by just a few hours - if only aeroplanes were faster and distances were shorter.  I still find it hard to believe that this has happened.  But it has.  And we have to accept it.  I still sometimes hear your voice at the end of an imaginary phone and smile to myself.  So in reality you're still with us.

We visited you today.  I felt a sense of warmth and peace at your grave, a feeling very different from exactly (to this date) 12 months ago when you first came to your final resting place.

Your legacy continues to live on.  A wonderful husband, a loving father and a fatherly brother is just the start.  You brought comfort to the countless patients you took care of.  You touched the lives of ordinary people who met you.  From the fruitwalla to the bank manager to the household help.  You were loved and still are.  We were - nay, ARE - lucky to be part of your family.

Rest well, Dad.  Miss you.

Fahim 

Happy Birthday Baray Daddy.

The pain of losing you will pinch me for a lifetime but a free spirited person like you can never be proclaimed dead. You may not be around in person but your spirit will live on forever in my heart.

I love you Dad and hope you have a good day with Daddi Maa and Dada Abu up there.

(I wrote this on his birthday)

It hurts to think that you are not here any more. But I can’t help but smile with tears in my eyes to think of how we cherished each and every moment of our lives together when you were alive. Your death will always remain a blurry memory. But your life will always be a crystal clear one.

It didn’t matter whether we met often or not, what mattered is that your advice helped me connect my life’s dots. It didn’t matter whether we spoke every day or not, what mattered was that you loved me unconditionally. You were a father, a friend, a idol who I looked up too. Baray Daddy you gave me the greatest gift anyone could give someone. You believed in me. You are in a much better place now and I'm sure you're happy. There are no words to explain how much I love you.

I miss you Dad.

It has been nearly three months since u left us, the pain is increasing with every passing day, the vacuum will never be fulfilled. I just don't know what to do with my life, I often wonder why am I here? Why God didn't take me with u? He knew I am nothing without u, and I never wanted a single day without u, in every Nemaz I always prayed,dear God don't give me a single day without u. But He has given me I don't  know how many days, how many years...............These three months  have been the longest, the days just linger on, though I do every thing I used to do when u were around, even the things I never did while u were here, like going to the garden after Fajar, now after Fajar prayer I go in the garden have a little walk, recite a tesbih of Inna anzulna then sit on the garden chair, the chair i aways sat next to u along with my iPad and recite Dua e kumail, like I used to do inside, near the fire place, and u sitting in front of me listening. I feel ur presence at that time, sitting on the same chair like old days, how I wish to see u, to touch u,to talk to u, u left too soon Maqbool, too sudden, we were not at all prepared t o say good bye for ever. 

I don't know how I am going to live without out u, our children have been wonderful with me, they are always worrying about me being alone, they kept coming then I stopped them, I said let me try to live on my own as I have a comfort feeing with my staff, coz they have been with us ever since we moved in  here,If they leave for some reason then I might not feel so comfortable  living on my own.    Maqbool u were so complete, such a perfect human being, I haven't seen anyone like u, I don't think I will ever see anyone like u, u were a wonderful son to ur parents, a best brother to ur brothers, and a very best father to ur children, I cannot thank my stars enough for blessing me with such an extraordinary human being as my life partner, I don't know what good have I done to deserve u, u made me feel the happiest, the luckiest, the wisest, the cleverest and the prettiest woman on this earth. God gave us the most beautiful 50 years together, we grew together, u had reached  to the top of ur career and I was there to see u working so hard, it was not so easy, but even in that busy schedule u balanced the life at home  and at work. Our marriage was purely an arranged marriage,we were engaged for two and half years, we never met, hardly ever seen each other, even then we clicked,because in that adjustment period when we were newly married u were most considerate, most patient with me, u gave me all the time to absorb and learn the ways and style of my new home. Jafary family adopted me well, so well that the end of day, it was hard to differentiate who is who.I have the most beautiful relationship with my brothers in law, Abba ji and Ammi ji, it is only because of ur love, care and trust in me.   

We lived first six years of our marriage in UK, as u were studying to do ur MRCP, there God blessed us with our two beautiful children my darling Fahim and Tehseen. U were a wonderful father to them, u were so busy with ur studies and work, but what ever little time u had, u gave it to them, and it was quality time, they remember it very fondly, playing with u, ( horse horse ) they climbing on ur back and u crawling.    Fahim was four and Tehseen only a baby when we came to Pakistan, u had to struggle a lot to make a name for yourself, u worked day and night,it was a big challenge, starting all over again, here again ur hard work and perseverance paid, u were shone as a very competent physician, and lecturer. U were loved by ur students and patients, ur patients felt better only by telling u their ailments, u were a born doctor, a born healer, now that u are gone they are lost  and they don't know where to turn to.    Actually we are all lost without u, me, ur children, ur brothers, ur sisters in-law,  specially Ferhat and Javaid are always in tears when they talk about, u were a father figure for them, u were their daddy, they all miss u.life had a charm when u were here, every thing revolved around u, but now it seems so empty, so worthless to live, but we have to learn to live without u, difficult it is, but this is one of those things which has to be done. 

After coming back from UK, life was full of challenges, u trying to establish as professional, me bringing up children, by then we had Samina, Tahira and Amna. With all that busy life u gave them as much time as possible, I remember u taking the kids to a round  trip of our garden in Karachi, and introducing them to the plants, u had a name for every plant, children loved talking to the plants and shaking hands with them and I think  the plants thrived on this treatment, they blossomed  like any thing. See not only to people u were nice even to things.     I can go on and on but I shud let go of u, Imam Bhai says Perveen u shud be Razi ba Raz, that was God's will for him to leave us. Alright go and enjoy life with Hoor un Maqsoorat. I shall miss u forever and forever.

جس کے ھونے سے میری سانس چلا کرتی تھی
کس طرھا اس کی بعیر اپنا گزاارا  ھوگا

            Ever yours Perveen. 

with his grand daughter alisha!

i remember mom dad always celebrating my birthdays ! how wonderful those days were...

my favourite picture...indeed i was his baby!

Dad i miss you . I miss your loving voice, i miss your greeting full of love whenever i called you. You always said "ah maira bacha kaisay ho, hum udaas ho gay thay itnay din say baat nahi hue". There is no one to ask me about my Thyroid condition, every few days you would ask me how i am doing health wise and would get annoyed on my lazy attitude. I feel so proud to  be a daughter of such a wonderful man.  You are in my heart, my thoughts and every thing that i do you are there. I miss you and will always love you. You have left  a big void in my heart which only time will heal. May you rest in peace. Ameen.

Oh what would I do to hear your voice one more time, Dad. The unconditional, all enveloping love when you said: "meri jaan, meri piyaari apa jaan", even if I had talked to you just the day before....you were my rock, my strength, my wall of support through my toughest times, and I walked with my head high because I knew you had my back every step of the way, that you were there to catch me every time I fell. You put me through school, and I stood on my own two feet, stronger than ever, independent, because you gave me the strength to be who I wanted to be. I am who I am today because of you dad...and now you are no more....I yearn to see your smile, see that love in your eyes, and feel the comfort and security of your embrace...the security that no matter what, everything would be ok because you were there.

I miss you dad. More than words can say. I know you are in a better place, free of the illness that troubled you for so many years. You've left a void that seems insurmountable right now, but time will heal us IA. I carry you in my heart, in my soul. Never a moment goes by that I don't think of you. You will be missed forever, dad.

Love you always. Rest in peace, my dearest daddy. 

Dearest Dad,
I miss you! I miss your smile, I miss your laugh, I miss the warm, loving greeting from you everytime I called. You were always a source of inspiration, guidance and comfort. It's been 40 days and I still can't believe you are not there.

You've left such a big void Dad, you were so loved and so needed by all.  And now so missed....

Rest in Peace Daddy.  Truly, you will be forever missed.




 

Hey family,

I remember the day I took this picture. I could hardly keep the camera still because of the never ending fits of laughter. 

This day Daddy had asked me to record a video for him that could be sent as a message to his colleagues at EMAME for a conference being held in Iran that he could not attend due to health issues.  

Before going to his place for the recording I called to inform him that I was going to visit in just a little while and so he should change into an attire that he found appropriate and prepare for what he wanted to say (we were short of time). I remember rolling the car into the drive way where Daddy stood at the foot of the door just as always to greet me. But this time, he looked a little different than usual. He stood there wearing a dress shirt, a tie and a coat but this was just the upper half of his appearance. The lower half was all about a shalwar and chappals, more like giving a feel at home vibe. He laughed and said "It's new fashion don't you know??".

From the moment I saw him, we both began laughing like a bunch of 2 year olds and I snapped the picture that you can see above (you can just see the upper half ;) ). It was the best laugh I had had in a long long time.

Oh how I miss you Daddy. I wish you were still here. 

We are short of words for you were larger than life Barray Daddy. You were a role model in every sense.I'd be lucky to be even half the person and doctor you were. We lost the very foundation of our family. you will be dearly missed and your legacy will forever live on through us. 

I have no words to express my feelings. I can only say that I have lost my father second time creating huge vacuum in my life  and I find myself  astray in this world. Such multi dimensional personality which we have lost has no replacement. We prey to Almighty to rest him in peace and mehshoor him under the banner of Chahardah Masoomeen A.S. Inna lillah e wa inna alaihe rajeoon.

Manzoor

Dear my lovely Jafary family,

Devastation, sadness and uncertainty are three emotions that have overtaken my mind, soul and body over the past two days. The passing away of our dear “barre daddy”/dada/nana-abu etc. has left an incredible void that in all honesty, cannot be filled.

Dr. Maqbool Jafary had an incredible impact on the entire world, as we all know. Having dedicated his life to helping the misfortunate, it is truly amazing how he managed to remain active in the clinic till his last days. A man struggling in a battle against health issues for four to five years, still going out of his way to care for the ill and needy – is there a more selfless act? Of course, it was our beloved, the most caring and selfless person there was. An internationally acclaimed, high educated and skilled physician, whose name and calibre was familiar all around the world. A humble study office, suited in heaps of awards from across the continents, blessed with his beautiful voice and musical prowess. Intelligence, talent, selflessness are only mere factors of his rich, joyful and hearty personality. These are qualities that truly made him a remarkable man, and the world has lost an incredible figure that will be dearly missed.

But us? Of course, we lost more than a remarkable figure. We lost the glue, and warming heart and joy of the family. A loss indescribable with words, but rather with tears streaming down our eyes and cheeks. But it must be understood, my lovely family, we were also a selected batch. We, my family, were winners of a lottery, with luck and fortune so immense, that we were in fact privileged to be related and loved by a man with such calibre. What always impressed me the most about Dada, was the fact that despite everything – the busy lifestyle, the constant need for his work, winning awards left right and centre – despite it all, family came first for him. It was not once, that I walked out of their Karachi home without feeling like the most loved and important person on the planet. Not once did I leave my Dadas home, without a smile on my face. Whether it was being tickled to the point of laughter and tears, or a young Ali playing the airplane game, I was safe and loved in my Dadas hands, and these are memories no one can snatch from me. I was privileged to be so appreciated in the eyes of such a fantastic human being.

My dearest family, our ‘barre daddy’ was the most selfless and joyful person we knew. For four years, he fought liver failure and suffered in pain. In light of everything that has happened, I am grateful that his passing was painless and peaceful, as now for the first time in years, my Dada is no longer in pain. My beloved Dada is free of the suffering that eclipsed his life in recent years. And for once, we all now owe it to Dada, the right for him to be selfish for once. The right, for him to escape his pain and go to our almighty God, and spend the rest of his days with other great men, like him, who have walked the Earth.

Needless to say, I lost much more than a remarkable, intelligent and talented man. I lost much more than simply a grandfather who loved me, and much more than a figure that I loved and respected. I lost my childhood hero, and I don’t think there is anything more I can stress or say.

We knew Dr. Maqbool Jafary as the most joyful man, and so let him watch down and feel joy once again. Joy, that will come in the light of our success and well being. Stay strong, my lovely family.

Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji'un.

Rest in peace, Dada. I love you.

- Ali.