User:Firdauspanthaky

Born on 23rd May 1970 to a Zoroastrian (Parsi) Couple Ed. Nariman Nasarwan Panthaky and Gaurani Dina Nariman Panthaky from Daviyer Gujarat, in Mumbai, I was blessed to have been the only son after four sisters Shehnaaz, Khurshid, Rukshana and Yasmin all of whom are elder to me Shehnaaz being the eldest is 17 years elder to me and are truly a blessing to me.

I went to a convent school Antonio D’souza High School Byculla, Mumbai for the first 4 years of my schooling. Following which I went to the Parsi Monastery ( Madressa ) M F Cama Athornan Institute, Andheri, Mumbai this was where I was trained to be Parsi Priest for 6 years, I was honored to be able to complete both Navar and Martab which qualified me to be a full fledged Dasturji. Simultaneously to get ’secular’ education I went to the Seth Madhavdas Amersingh High School.

I just as my entire lineage actively served the community as a priest at different levels, as an Asst.manager of the Agiary ( Panthaky), freelance Mobed at different agiaries in Mumbai and at the Tower of Silence, Mumbai. This was also my profession which made me good income.

In the year 1987, came the opportunity to go to the United States of America for my cousin Shenny’s wedding, we went to California and were there for a period of six months, the school I was to go to was decided I was to go the Tustin High School, however fate had it the same year the Japanesestock exchange crashed due to which my paternal uncle could not support us any longer in the United States and we had to come back to India.

In the year 1992, after being an actively practicing Parsi priest for almost a decade, Jesus called me to be born again I accepted his invitation, my family was heart broken, cause I was the only male in the family who was ordained a priest to carry on the heritage.

After my decision to follow Jesus, I was baptized by Pastor Ivan Raskino of Valley of Praise Fellowship at Bombay Baptist Church, which latter I worked for as a volunteer, I was lucky to be working with the youth groups like Youth With A Mission (YWAM) and Oasis, when the 1992 the infamous Babri Masjid demolition took place, I was entrusted by Valley of Praise to work with Bombay Relief Service and NGO to provide relief and help the locals of the hutments of Tulsiwadi in Mumbai Central (West) to rehabilitate the hutments. Here I really very closely witnessed the miracles of virtues like forgiveness and giving.

In 1993 after the project was over I continued my growth as a Christian with him, he introduced me to Mr.Anup Soans then Marketing Manager – Indian Journal Clinical Practice (IJCP – Mumbai) has a very strong career as a sales personnel himself was my Mentor for 4 years I joined IJCP as an office assistant, after about 6 months recognizing the potential within me he offered me a trainee Sales Executive position, every step of my career he was there along with the able support of Mr. Manoj Nambiar, Mr.Nitin Malekar, Ms.Dipti Sawant and Julius I was able to come to a Sr. Sales Executive position within a short span of 9 months. In 1996 I was offered an opportunity to spearhead a branch in Ahmedabad Gujarat I grabbed that opportunity.

This brought me to Ahmedabad a strange land for me, never been here before and never left after that, I met a wonderful gentleman Mr.John Kant and his family, they warmly welcomed me into their home or should I say their life.

As I grew to know the city an people, I met another gentleman Dr. Glen Ferro who became a very dear friend and he also the source of me meeting the most important person in my life Maya Fonseca a teacher in Convent- Mount Carmel School, Ahemdabad, after 4 years of waiting for her parents late Dr.Noel Fonseca and Mrs.Melita Noel Fonseca we finally got a nod to get married in 2000.

In 2001 we were blessed with a son named him Mark Joseph Firdaus Panthaky just as Mark was able to walk and talk a bit clearly in 2004 we were blessed with a daughter Naomi Maud Firdaus Panthaky.

Today Mark is 8 years he goes to St.Xavier’s High School Mirzapur and Naomi goes to needless to say Mount Carmel School.