Rahena Begum As the saying goes: Memories are golden, Well may be that is true, But we never wanted memories, We just wanted you. “God only takes the best” and that is what our darling Jobeda was. Our most wonderful sister, Jobeda was loving, caring, extremely outspoken, but beautiful in every-way possible. Jobeda was so selfless and used her intelligence to mentor and inspire us and so many others. She was, and will always a force to be reckoned with. Jobeda was a pioneering entrepreneur and one of the thriving forces behind the Robotics Project,Chiron. Jobeda was also a compassionate, charitable women and together we established the Three Sister Foundation. One of the three sisters, Jobeda also played a key role in creating a stable base, the Three Sisters Care Ltd, a social care company, and without her ethics, dedication and energetic drive we would not be where we are today. We are very grateful that we have a business that will continue to flourish in her honour. So, no words can express our utmost gratitude and sensation for the time she graced us with. May the almighty Allah bless her soul and rest her in eternal peace, ameen. Jobeda wasn’t just our sister, she was also like a daughter and our best friend too - she was our centre of focus and our life-line too. We miss you a lot Jobeda ☹️ So many memories.... we shall cherish them deep in our hearts. We all appreciate your ongoing support to our beloved sister, us - her family and wish to thank you all for your love and care xx Rahena & Jaida Begum

Bay Anne I'm reading all of these fantastic tributes to a woman who was undoubtedly formidable in her adult life. I'd like to share with you the Jobeda I formed my teenage years with. The picture says it all. Her words in that caption, at a time she was toying with her identity and thinking our teenage girl behaviour was pathetic lol. It's not by coincidence that we were all friends as we all shared the view about school and education not catering to all and often challenged the narrative that would get us into trouble quite often. I wasn't as brave as Jobeda though mainly because I knew I'd have repercussions from home, and would look in awe each time she'd vocally express dissatisfaction and would question authority in front of our entire Year Group in assembly; I'm not at all surprised seeing the path she chose and what she advocated for reading her achievements. I will never forget the time our little group of vigilantes arranged "beef" with the local highly Bangladeshi populated boys from Daneford school (what it was called at the time), and took powder paints from the art room as ammunition to fight them in Haggerston Park. Reason? Because we didn't like them hanging around our school gates trying to talk to girls. I'm still armed to date with a list of Bangladeshi profanities thanks to Jobeda. We'd also wind up mid-day meals staff, deliberately sneaking into school areas we werent allowed to be in (spiral staircase) and relish the fact we may get caught. Jobeda and I last saw each other when my first child was born and I'd realised she had changed since those days in terms of her ideologies, but her fierceness and questioning of life, rules, and extraordinary passion for human rights was still very visible. I am a teacher myself today, and if anything Jobeda has taught us, it's not to squash those unique individuals that have something different to say, an alternative to the norm, and the intelligence to see that sometimes the uniformity by which we are educated doesn't suit all; there are some you simply cannot put into a box of your measurements and expect them to grow. She was that person. Lots of childhood love from an oldie; you're probably sat in a reflection room somewhere up in the sky challenging why the gates aren't opened for women or something to that effect lol. Love you mate. X

Fergus Thomas In her bridal finery. On the day she got married we let off rockers by hand in Whitechapel park

Noah Clemenceau You will be truly missed all the love

Servane Mouazan Jobeda came to greet my little Milig. They had secret wise discussions together.

Servane Mouazan On that day, you've received a well-deserved award for your work in social entrepreneurship, at the 2010 Women's Social Leadership Awards. And it was a thrill to have you introduced by scientist Rachel Armstrong, you two were on fire, as if you had known each other all your life!

Servane Mouazan At the 2011 Women's Social Leadership Awards, London.

Liam Hogan I knew Jobeda from her running of a meetup group. Always passionate about science and technology, always friendly to the geeks (and chics) her events attracted. I saw her become a passionate advocate for technology in care, and all the while, her facebook page showed how much her family meant to her, and how proud of them she was. I am in awe of all the things she did when she knew her time was limited, her travels and adventures. RIP Jobeda.

Servane Mouazan Jobeda was a power engine for women-led social change!

Claire Bates I'd not been a member of the Geek Chic meetup group for long when I found out they were going to Cern for the weekend. I asked if there was any chance I could tag along and Jobeda was incredibly welcoming. She was also super-organised, making sure we all applied for tickets so that we all got to see some of the really big machines. We had a fab Chinese buffet first night I remember and went for beers another night. I had such a fantastic trip and I would never have seen the Large Hadron Collider had it not been for her. I will remember Jobeda as having boundless enthusiasm and energy. Claire xx

Rubgina Khatun Inna lillahi wa inna ilahi rajioon (Verily we belong to Allah, and verily to Him do we return). Can't believe you're gone Khala. May you rest in peace. May Allah swt grant you the highest rank of Jannah Ameen. You've touched many hearts with your beautiful soul. You will never be forgotten but you will surely be missed. I will always cherish the moments I had with you. Everytime I saw you, you always had a big smile on your face, which I can picture even now. My kids will miss you too, everytime they see a picture of you they always say "that's Afa". I remember everytime you used to come around you would play with Ariyanah and teach her how to do different things. You held many talents within you mashAllah, that's why you were one in a million. Love you loads Rubgina X [This image was taken on one of the Eids in 2015. I clearly remember you making us take so many shots of you just to get the perfect one, this is one of the images you liked.]

Salema Gulbahar Jobeda, a multi-faceted polymath - fun, talented, generous, beautiful, adventurous and a fearless warrior who was fought injustice and was driven to make the world a better place for the vulnerable. She rejected the status quo, was a magnet for those of us that rejected norm and convention - she refused to be defined... Jubs, you never stopped challenging me, and I feel grateful and so very humbled to have shared so much of my journey with you and lucky to have had you as my soulmate. I still hear you voice and feel your presence; and I look forward to seeing you again on whichever corner of cosmos you have transcended to....will ya save me a spot! Loving you forever Photos from Al Hambra, Spain, an awards ceremony and flying classes.

Sumaiyah Akhtar When she came all the way to Spain to give my phone that I left in London because she knew I’d lose my mind without it. This holiday was very memorable. I remember puking in the car because she had her shoes off but I didn’t want to complain because she was clearly living her best life haha

Marcus R You are amazing! Fond memories. I miss your courage, determination, smile, and goofiness. Thank you.

Abdal Ullah Your amazing. This photo from Jobs birthday party in 2017

Jaida Begum Your niece Tasnim's graduation was one of your happiest and proudest moments!

Jaida Begum Being such a great Aunty to all your nephews and nieces, you got promoted to being a Great Aunt.

Amani Shahid Brave, kind, funny, cool, loving, patient, smart, and gentle are words I’d definitely use to describe my lovely aunt Jobeda!!! She would always help me with everything and cheer me up if I’m sad. I will always remember how generous she is, she would always put others before herself , she’ll love everyone like she had known them for years. She’d always put effort into everything. She is very unique and has a wonderfully beautiful personality, all I really want to say to my aunt is I love you with all my heart and I will never forget a single thing about you! I love you hufu, rest in peace, I know Allah will have a very special place for you in Janna.

Abdul Shahid Praying in the street in Macca, Saudi Arabia. May Allah grant my sister Jannatul Ferdous. She was a kind, good, honest and caring human being, now she is a perfect Angel who I know will be watching over me always. Love you afa. xxx

Abdul Shahid Jobeda @ The Treasury in Petra, Jordan. She loved it, she was in her element.

Abdul Shahid Jobeda touching the prophet Mohammed’s (pbuh) beard @ the dome of the rock also known as the Temple Mount, Jeruselam, Isreal, one of the most important sites in the Abrahamic religions.

Gemma Freedman

Alistair Nolan

Jules Davies Love you J

Abdul Shahid My sister was the most amazing woman I have ever known. From teaching me to read to Teaching me to reach for the stars, She showed me that you can achieve anything if you work hard at it. She was the most beautiful soul. Loving and caring always, she would never forget birthdays and special occasions, always trying to get everyone together for a good time. She loved all the kids like her own, and tried to enlist goodness in them all. I always tried to be like my sister but could never come close. She was fundamentally a good person, she would always do things the right way, no shortcuts. She was dedicated to helping others, she gave up a 50k job after graduating so she could work for 18k helping other children from disadvantaged backgrounds go to university. She done so much I can never say in a message. She was just unique and amazing. When it comes to passings, again she had the best passing anyone can have. She was surrounded by all the family, everyone. As soon as my daughter and nieces had said good bye, (she loved those girls so much) She was in my arms and passed peacefully. She had a spiritual awakening in her last few days and genuinely found peace, yet still I have never met anyone so strong, she was such a fighter. She may have been 4”10 “ but I tell u what, don’t mess with my sister. There’ll never be another Jobeda, she will be missed dearly. She was the pride of the family and can never be replaced. She will always be in our hearts but our hearts will never be the same again. There is a hole that will never be filled.

Praminda Caleb-Solly A light has gone out. Jobeda came into my life with her immense energy and drive to strive for challenging dreams. She was that rare spark that ignites an explosion of wondrous possibilities. Her creativity, fun, thirst for knowledge and love for learning will forever remain an inspiration.

Fatima C You were always there for me and gave me your time anytime I needed it. There's a hole that won't be filled. I miss your laugh, energy and all of you. Rest in peace x

Nas Haq Jobeda at the centre of my henna party in cardiff.. June 2013 Nas x

Abdul Shahid My sister about 8 years old

James Parr About Language We are so that we cannot endure what does not make sense so we give it meaning That is us we invest what we are missing the world is not us language only exists in itself In our world of silence the sentences are standing around. (Jobeda Ali, 2005) RIP Special one. You were my best.

Fergus Thomas Tasnim's graduation. One of Jobeda's proudest moments.

Fergus Thomas At Ash's birthday 2017. With baby Gareth at Bombay Brasserie

Fergus Thomas Sicily 2018

Abdul Shahid Even if she made a snow man, it had to be a Robot snow man! Picture with nephew Alom, who is Quran Hafiz (memorised the whole Quran) who also conducted her last rights, Janaza. May Allah bless them both.

Suhrab Ali My beloved youngest sister passed away on Wednesday 8th of April 2020, May allah bless her at last. A little bit of my sister will always live in me. Rest in peace sister, you've given me all I need. I hope my sister feels at peace just like she always made me feel.

Richard Morgan Jobeda had this wonderful aura to her. Always warm, welcoming and friendly and there was also something regal about her. Like in an earned regality, someone who could lead, as she often did, and people would love to follow as she had such an incredible passion for positive change. My good friend James, who introduced me to her years ago, said it right to me - “the Rebellion has lost their princess” Painting this image was hard. I only found out yesterday and knew I needed to try to capture her essence. I hope I’ve done that, and the painting, as much as it is rough to convey the amazing energy she always had, is unfinished. That is because her story is unfinished and we need to carry that on... Here’s to the next adventure Jobeda xxxx

Abdul Mannan There are no words to describe how I feel right now. Anyone who knew my sister would know how much she loved life. She celebrated humanity and all the good that it could do. Jobeda always saw the best in people and touched so many peoples lives. She was a special person. Jobeda could have achieved anything she wanted to. She chose to achieve a great life. Jobeda taught us how to stand on the shoulders of giants. She took us to the stars. She was not only a Scientist but also an Artist. Her command of the English language was truly exceptional and she used her powers to do good. My sister was a great talker and could strike up a conversation with anyone. She inspired so many and achieved so much. I've just been sitting here writing so many great things about her and then deleting them as I feel it can never do her justice. Because Jobeda - my sister (I'm so proud to say that) was so much more... She was a giver. She was fighter. She was a teacher. She was a writer. She was a lover. She was tough. She stood for what's right, Even if things got rough. She was articulate. She was the smartest. She was elegant. She fought the hardest. She was beautiful. She was bold. She was courageous, Times ten-fold. She loved to travel, Read a good book, Watch a great movie. She was a mean cook. She was funny. She was kind. She was weird. And she did it in style. She was fun. She was loud. She was humble, And she was proud. She loved to help. She would always care. Who ever heard. Jobeda not fair! We are not worthy, But she still entertained. She showed us the stars. Then served us the main. She was our sister. One of our own. I can't believe, She's not coming home. She was our life. The source of our laughter, I guess now sis, We'll all see you after. Thank you to everyone for all the heartfelt messages. They have been a source of comfort to the family during this difficult time. Please keep posting. A special thank you to Jobeda's close friends, (you guys know who you are!). Thank you all for being yourselves and sharing in her splendid journey. Jobeda was all about connecting people and she chose her friends well. All you guys are a very special bunch. Until the day you all meet again...Let her light guide your path. Rest in peace Jobeda - We all love you eternally.

Heather Davies Jo wasn't the first family member I met but she was the one that I had an enduring friendship with, 25 years all told. Like lots others here she burst into my life at break neck speed, talking ten to the dozen, hardly pausing for breath, questioning everything, accepting nothing, welcoming, laughing, oh that laugh I know you all hear that. She breezed in and out of my life over the years , sharing key celebrations, meeting my family and friends leaving a lasting impression, they too cried when I told them the news one read the memories here and said thats a legacy right there! My son adored her (like all kids) and we'd travel down to London together to stay with her in Princelet Street. She cooked for us, its been said already but her curry was the best, she gave up her bed even when we said no because her back was playing up, selfless. I was aghast having walked to Shadwell to meet her from work that she had a car ! She was driving. I remember the first attempt in my car, in the supermarket carpark on the Island – cushions on driving seat – she ram raided over the islands – we survived – she reminded me often of the theatre trip above a pub at the end of the Piccadilly Line and our eventful journey home we laughed so much tears. I reminded her of falling into the brook in my village a true Barnwellian ! People still talk about her there. I watched and was asked to critique via video calling her stand up routine before she performed – mesmorised so talented - not so at steering the digny on the Nene with my husband as I walked the tow path with Ewan in pram - was concerned with the flying adventure pursuit! If I consider traits for good amongst my friends Jo would undoubtedly command the top spot for most and I have truly amazing friends. Intelligent, beautiful, fierce, feisty, engaging, crackers, kooky, wee jot of a thing, a nerdy twerp but my god a force for good. Jo You came like a comet Blazing your trail too high Too far Too soon You saw the whole of the moon Rest in Peace

James Parr I wanted to share a few stories that capture what Jobeda meant to me. She was gifted. Ridiculously so. She was one of the first British-Bangladeshi women to go to Trinity College Cambridge, arguably one of the best two University colleges in the world. This was celebrated in an exhibition, “100 years of Cambridge Women” where portraits of powerful and fiercely intelligent women stared down from across the century. Jobeda’s portrait was the 100th. She had three graduate degrees. Two from Cambridge and one from Greenwich. One memory that makes me smile was her describing her first formal dinner in Trinity’s great hall - in all its Harry Potter-esque, stiff-shirt, complex cutlery and white-tie finery. Jobeda of course, was dressed in a saree and had never before that moment used a knife and fork. Cut to a few hours later - and Jobeda’s first ever glass of wine - and she is running around the famous Great Court, made famous by the film Chariots of Fire, laughing hysterically in bare feet with her saree hitched around her knees. Jobeda embodied the idea that if you are given gifts - by serendipity, the cosmos, or God - that you should give back. And give back she did, in abundance. Jobeda tackled the problems that others ignored. She could see around corners. A champion of technology, learning, women’s rights, combatting extremism, STEM education, climate, inequality, and healthcare. She was a futurist, but she was also relentless in helping make the future present. With the Ecotopia project, she presented visions of a sustainable utopia to the European Environment Agency, during the famous COP15 climate change meeting in Copenhagen. These many adventures were powered by uncommon fearlessness. Fiesty, yes - but always paired with disarming wit. One time she managed to (somehow!) finagle an invite to luncheon at the Palace of Westminster to hear Mohammad Bin Salman Al Saud, the Prince of Saudi Arabia speak. Sitting at the back at an empty table, we were joined at the last minute by a group of sharply suited Arabians seconds before the speech. Jobeda of course instantly stuck up a conversation; indignantly demanding, “who are YOU guys?” Sheepishly our lunch guests looked at each other and after a beat, replied, “we are OPEC”. For thirty or so minutes we laughed and shared life-stories over sandwiches with people who many consider to be the most powerful individuals on the planet. (I would include Jobeda in that epithet.) There are many memories that make the heart both sting and sing. Being chased by the Bangladeshi secret service. (Having irreplaceable tapes taken and having to negotiate with the minister of information for their release.) The first time she entered her flat in Princelet Street in Brick Lane - an ex Heroin den; the floor covered in mouse droppings. The walls caked in soot and brown sludge. Used needles discarded in the corner. Meanwhile being so poor that that a few copper coins down the back of the sofa was all there was. Now it’s a heroine den. So imagine then - the fortitude to manifest things that give back so much. My heart bursts with pride as I write this. At what she has achieved. Many of us know she was an avid and entertaining writer. In the genre of Margaret Atwood, but with much more sass. For many years she was writing a novel called, “Legacy”, but of course her actual legacy was all the marvellous things she created and set in motion - her work in social and sustainable impact, social care and robotics and all the young people she helped nurture and inspire. Towards the end of her C4 film, “Matchmaker” - which received 18 'pick of the day' recommendations in the British Press - Jobeda enters a darkened room, illuminated only by candle light. She is there to meet Mr Shibly a warm and charming professional matchmaker who apologises for the electrical failure. As Jobeda walks in, in her white suit and space-age backpack, the lights abruptly blink on. Mr Shibly, with a broad smile announces, “You brought the light!” I can’t think of a better way to describe her. Love James

Shuel Hussain Jobeda wrote this...(pic) She was amazing...there is a lot of love here for her.

Robert Redick Dearest Jobeda: we got to know each other so briefly, and for such a short time: two days a decade ago in Brighton and London, where you showed me your hood off Brick Lane; and then four days last November, out of the blue, when you brought light and joy into our household with your visit. This isn't the place for if-only's, but I'll always be grateful for the unexpected gift of time with you on both occasions. One imagines one's traveling for this or that practical reason, but what stays with you are the people, especially those brave enough to lead with love. Forever your friend, Robert

Salema Gulbahar Jobeda you’re with me in spirit always. I draw upon your energy when needed. I’m eternally grateful for the time I had with you. Loving you always xx