Today was Captain Matloob Aslam Khan’s last day at the office. His presence in the directorate was taken for granted by me ever since I’d joined, except for a brief interlude of one year, in between, when he’d to shift to Lucknow. We’d struck a cordial note on our first meeting and had exchanged most of our likes and dislikes, but more importantly, understood each other’s professional and personal outlook which matched rather well. He's fond of me and doesn't hesitate to show it.
He’d let me into his personal life and I’d seen him systematically go about the preparations for his daughter, Safia’s wedding followed a couple of years later by his son, Minhaj’s, over the last decade. In fact, he gave us the pride of place in making Lekha and me a part of the ‘baraat’ and we can never ever forget the experience. The sheer grandeur of a muslim wedding, conducted through meticulous planning, was evident all through and the long journey to Aligarh and back, neither sapped our energies nor our enthusiasm.
His energetic countenance has now been slowed down considerably thanks to the infliction of the Parkinson’s syndrome. But his family and those amongst us, close to him, have not prevented him from doing things on his own including driving his car. His son is returning from Nigeria for good and has already done the groundwork in setting up an enterprise of his own and the Khans would definitely find it easier living with Minhaj and his wife, Aiman.
On a personal level, I shall miss him and know for sure that our office will never be the same for me again. But life has to move on.
Here’s Lekha and me wishing you and your family, health, wealth and happiness. Take care Captain Khan sir, may God be with you always and every time. Our prayers shall be with you.
He’d let me into his personal life and I’d seen him systematically go about the preparations for his daughter, Safia’s wedding followed a couple of years later by his son, Minhaj’s, over the last decade. In fact, he gave us the pride of place in making Lekha and me a part of the ‘baraat’ and we can never ever forget the experience. The sheer grandeur of a muslim wedding, conducted through meticulous planning, was evident all through and the long journey to Aligarh and back, neither sapped our energies nor our enthusiasm.
His energetic countenance has now been slowed down considerably thanks to the infliction of the Parkinson’s syndrome. But his family and those amongst us, close to him, have not prevented him from doing things on his own including driving his car. His son is returning from Nigeria for good and has already done the groundwork in setting up an enterprise of his own and the Khans would definitely find it easier living with Minhaj and his wife, Aiman.
On a personal level, I shall miss him and know for sure that our office will never be the same for me again. But life has to move on.
Here’s Lekha and me wishing you and your family, health, wealth and happiness. Take care Captain Khan sir, may God be with you always and every time. Our prayers shall be with you.
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