East London Nana, I will always remember how your eyes lit up whenever you would tell us stories about working on the London underground, and for your dry sense of humour, which we didn't get to enjoy as much as we would have liked to. May you rest in peace. Rajal, David & Niah, who is pleased to have the honour of having met you :)

jai shri Krishna, jai Mataji respected family and friends, I would like to share my memories of my Mama. My strongest memories of my Mama are from my early days when we first arrived from Kenya to settle here in the Uk. For a brief time on arriving in the UK we stayed with him and Mami in their rented rooms at the other end of Byron Avenue. It was a squeeze, our family of four plus Mama, Mami and Vasantididi but never once did he ever show his displeasure or give the slightest hint that we were inconveniencing him. Rather, he welcomed us with open arms, made us feel welcome and at home. What little he had, he shared with us freely, openly and generously. One of my fondest memories of my Mama is from that first summer in the UK. Mama taking a week off from work to show his newly arrived immigrant niece aged seven all the sights and sounds of London. That Summer of 1975, he and Mami took me all around London, I stayed with them and every day we would go off to visit the major landmarks. He insisted I should see them all - Buckingham Palace, Trafalgar Square to feed the pigeons, Changing of the Guard, Big Ben, Madam Tussauds, Tower of London, and so many others. He introduced me to chips from the chippy, and told me they tasted great bcos they were wrapped in newspaper, and the newspaper ink added to the flavour, and the six year old me naively believed him! Summer 1975 will be one I will carry with me always, thanks to these memories with Mama. Later he carried some burdens which troubled him and brought him some strife but he never stopped being my humble, kind and gentle Mama. We are all grateful and indebted to our wonderful Mami for the love and devotion she showed him, thank you Mami for all the care you gave him. We can never thank you enough. I pray now that my Mama is at peace as is his soul. Mama thank you for all you did for us all, turning the young girl who arrived in the UK into a lifelong Londoner, you will be missed and I will remember you with much love and affection. Sleep well Mama, we wish you farewell and a peaceful onward journey. Jai Shri Krishna

Tribute delivered at the Crematorium on 23rd June 22 Jai Shri Krishna, Jai Mataji, Respected elders friends and family. I am paying this tribute on behalf of all Mama’s neices and nephews. Thank you all for your presence here today to say farewell to our beloved Mahipatmama.Mahipatmama was born in Musoma, Tanzania in 1943. Mama grew up and lived most of his early childhood years with Nana Jethubha, Nani Bakuvarba, and 4 sisters, Jasuba, Induba. Hansaba and Anupba. They lived in Musoma, Mwanza, Nakuru , Sotik, Kisii and Kericho in East Africa. The number of friends he made during these early years is testimony to his friendly and simple humble nature. He started working at the age of 17in Kenya . Mama had a variety of interests in his early life, such as reading books, listening to music, watching films, gardening and flower arrangement, amongst these.. And our childhood was spent with him, there was a tinga toli of all his nephews and nieces which followed him everywhere. and he was the one who took us for walks in nature, forests and rivers, which some of us still love. He was a firm in disciplining us but very kind and generous otherwise to all of us. Mama came to Uk in 1971 at a young age. . As he was settling down in in the UK, he helped settle most of the family in London who came thereafter., He taught us how to go around the underground, I will never forget that he accompanied me to my office in Westminister on my first day at work in 1975. And came back for me when I finished. He was always very caring. Like most of us mama had his fair share of ups and downs, and struggles, but one of his greatest griefs in life was losing his young and beautiful sister, Anupba before her time, which he never got over. We all missed her but mama was the one closest to her and could never get over this loss. Mama lived a fairly simple and quiet life over the last few years, keeping mostly to himself and had no complaints. With the onset of COVID, visiting and meeting became more difficult. Thanks to my Divyamami, friends and family who looked after him and supported him throughout these difficult times. I was blessed to have met mama only a few days before his hospitalisation when I visited him with my daughter Rajal and granddaughter Niah, who he met for the first time. Mama you have given us a lot, and we could never thank you enough !