Stories About Rohan
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From: Calvin Pereira
Jo, you were the best thing that has happened to me. We smiled, we laughed, and then we laughed a lot. How can I forget the fun days we had together. Rohan you were thicker than blood; you were more than a cousin. I've cherished some of the most memorable moments of my life with you bro and always will.
Remember: * The weekend Virar trips. (Yes, all of them rocked.) * The ek pey teen bath, Climbing the window iron bars. (Damn! You always won.) * Pune terrace chat till 10:30pm. (Yes Jo we were very small and 10:30 was the deadline.) * The Bhoot movie at Mangalore. * Fear Factor (Mongee mara nahi hai. Sirf pair dodela hai apun...ROFL.) * The Goa Walk (We went to the pool as Roshan trekked.) * Our first swim. (Jojo, you left my hand kaminey. But, that's what killed my fear for pools.) * Jai Maharashtra to Ponnama akka. * Finally, the last ride we had to the church.
Things have changed now and your absence grieves me very deeply. Life has brought a lot of changes, a lot of good ones, but when every good change comes along, I have always missed you. I still shed a tear thinking about you. This cannot be changed and the void will prolong for a while. But, with faith as a rock, and Jesus as my Saviour, someday I will see you in heaven. I do feel sad about your absence and the sudden way you had to leave, but I still cherish every moment we spent together.
With fondest love and blessing to my one of a kind brother, Jojo.
From: Roshni Rona Fernandes
Remembering a loved one.
I was unfortunate not to know Rohan, my nephew. Nevertheless we feel the pain everyday. In his honor I have written a few lines:
They say there is a reason,
They say that time will heal,
But neither time nor reason,
Will change the way we feel,
We never understood,
Why you so suddenly had to go,
A mystery to all of us still,
But you remain loved,
But you remain missed
By all of us and you always will.
Our tears still fall every now and then
When you come to mind
But we shall all meet again In heaven dear nephew,
it is a matter of time.
Love you and leave you,
Aunty Roshni
From: Terry Clifford Costa
Jo, your love, kindness and friendliness I won't ever forget in my life. Thank you Jo. Whenever i enter your home, I feel you are with us. (For if we live , we live to the Lord; and if we die, we die to the Lord. therefore, whether we live or die, we are the Lord's. For to this end, Christ died and rose and lived again, that He might be Lord of both the dead and the living. Romans 14:8-9)
In memory of a loving brother.
From: Nitin Shenoy
Rohan and I first met in Mangalore and we got along really well and he was quite popular among his peers too. We continued to be friends when we both ended up in Pune where we used to meet up quite often. I've got so many memories to share but words cant describe the amount of respect i have for Rohan.
One thing i'll always remember is that he had promised to teach me how to play the guitar and honestly was doing a pretty good job at it too because i was really picking up fast but we never got to finish on that. I didnt know when and how this happened but i'll always miss him. May God give his parents the strength to deal with the loss of their son.
Rest in Peace bro.
From: Fatima
My heartfelt condolences.
It is very sad to know about the sudden demise. May his soul rest in peace and may God give ur family the strength to bear this irreparable loss..
God bless..
From: Jeffancy
I can keep talking about Jo... I sure miss him.
I still recall seeing Jojo from within the UKG classroom. He had just joined Spicer School. For some reason, he didn't want to come to class. Well, I too never liked to go to school. Maybe, it was something we all did at that young age. Afraid to leave our loved ones back home and sit in a classroom filled with strangers.
Okay, so what happened next was that Jojo started to cry out loud, and wouldn't get into the classroom. Seeing him do this, our Headmistress came out walking with her stick to make him get into the classroom. She had no clue of what was going to happen to her next. She lifted her stick motioning to beat him, I don't know how but, Jojo caught hold of the other end of the stick and managed to pull the stick out of her hand and that's it. He administered some beatings to her. All of us in the class were laughing our guts out...It didn't take much time for us to become friends with Jojo but it's certainly hard to live with just his memories.
From : Thomas Valder
He foretold his journey
I may sound superstitious. Then, the dreams (visions) have a great meaning in the Old/New Testament.
A few weeks before Jojo's accident, I had a strange dream. I was walking around a swimming pool and Jojo was following me from behind. All of a sudden I felt Jo was missing. I called his name and heard his laughter from the sky. I looked above and saw Joe was in the white clouds smiling and waving me good bye. I pleaded him to come down, but, by then he was covered by the clouds & I could see him no more. Morning when I woke up his photo which was kept on door frame was on the floor.
Does our visions and dreams have meaning ?
Love you Jojo. I know you are with Angels.
From: Servesh Tiwari
He was our class topper
Jo was our class topper in 12th standard at Balaji College, Wakad. Miss you bro.