To My Dearest Family

To my dearest family, some things I’d like to say, 
But first of all to let you know that I arrived okay.
I’m writing this from Heaven, where I dwell with God above, 
Where there are no tears or sadness, there is just eternal Love.

Please do not be unhappy, just because I’m out of sight, 
Remember that I’m with you, every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you, when my life on earth was through, 
God picked me up and hugged me, and said, ‘ I welcome you’.

‘It’s good to have you back again. 
You were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they’ll be here later on.
I need you here so badly as part of my big plan.
There’s so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man’.

Then God gave me a list of things he wished for me to do.
And foremost on that list of mine, is to watch and care for you.
I will be beside you, every day of the week and year, 
And when you’re sad I’m standing there, to wipe away the tear.

And when you lie in bed at night, the day’s chores put to flight, 
God and I are closest to you in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on Earth, and all those loving years, 
Because you’re only human, there’s bound to be some tears.

One thing is for certain, though my life on Earth is over, 
I am closer to you now than I ever was before.
And to my many friends, trust God knows what is best.
I am not far away from you, I’m just beyond the crest.

There are rocky roads ahead for you and many hills to climb, 
Together we can do it, taking one day at a time.
It was my philosophy and please I’d like for you, 
To give unto the world, so the world will give to you.

If you can help someone who’s in sorrow or in pain, 
Then you can say to God at night, my day was not in vain.
And now I am contented that my life it was worthwhile, 
Knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

When you’re walking down the street and I am on your mind, 
I’m walking in your footsteps, only half a step behind.
And when you feel a gentle breeze of wind upon your face, 
That’s me giving you a great big hug, or just a soft embrace.

When it’s time for you to go from that body to be free, 
Remember you are not going, you are coming home to me.
I will always love you, from that place way up above, 
I will be in touch again soon.
P.S. God sends his love.

  • poem written by: unknown
In loving memory of Solveig Zarah Keshavjee, née Nikischer (1963-2019)
Solveig Zarah Keshavjee (née Nikischer)

The Red Strat, ‘Solveig’s guitar’.

For those that know our band ‘Comfortably Numb’ well, know that I have always used a RED FENDER STRATOCASTOR since the beginning – what is not known is the story behind the guitar and the gift it is and continues to be for me…here is the full story.

In our early days together in the 90’s, Solveig and I would talk until late into the night, we would tell each other everything, we would discuss our past, we would discuss our dreams, desires, aspirations and more, this never changed over 26 years, we always talked about everything and listened to each other intently and with mutual love and respect.

On one of those beautiful nights back in early ’95, I told Solveig about a silly recurring dream I would have about my ‘dream guitar’. At the time I had a decent enough guitar but my ideal guitar was the Fender Stratocaster – specifically a red one like David Gilmour’s (Pink Floyd) from the ‘Momentary Lapse of Reason Tour’ with EMG pickups and special electronics – in the dream I would see that very same red US Fender Stratocaster floating at the end of my bed and it was angelic in the way it shimmered and held there floating and simply looking magical…then I would wake up and…no guitar!

On my birthday in 1995, Solveig asked my parents (I was living at home at the time), if she could sneak into my room (which was on the lower level of our home) while I slept…and what did she do? Solveig bought me for my birthday a USA Red Stratocaster with a gorgeous rosewood neck, EMG Pickups, SPC/EXG electronics and placed it on a guitar stand at the foot of my bed, and then waited upstairs for me to wake up. When I got up I saw the guitar and thought I was dreaming again…I laid back down and then realized it wasn’t a dream and just stared at it in disbelief for almost 45 minutes! Solveig was wandering what was happening 🙂 I finally picked it up and couldn’t believe how spoiled and lucky I was, simply in shock..I ran upstairs saw Solveig, and knew it was her from the beautiful smile on her face! I gave her the biggest hug and was so immensely grateful but more so how blessed I was to have Solveig in my life – not because of the guitar, but because of the amount of love, kindness, huge heart and generosity that was given by Solveig every single day..that NEVER changed ever – I felt and feel blessed daily because of Solveig. I told her that the guitar was too much, but she insisted and said it was for OUR musical future and that she wanted me to use it at all our shows and to be the best I could be – OUR red strat has been at EVERY SINGLE show, Comfortably Numb and all the others, literally thousands of shows, that we have played since 1995. Every time I have played it, whether it is now or then, I always remember that moment when I first saw the guitar and how lucky I am that Solveig chose me to love and how many beautiful moments we have shared throughout our life together.

The red strat has NEVER been touched OR played by anyone but me – not even held, aside from Solveig, and only serviced by one person, the same person who has serviced it since ’95 in Ottawa – he setup the guitar and at the time only David Gilmour and Vince Gill had this setup…and then me in Ottawa! You can get this type of setup now…but mine is original and hand built to spec.

I have been fortunate to have acquired other Stratocasters and other guitars over the years, a number of them given to me by Solveig too…yes I know….I know trust me…they are ALL special, but the ‘Red Stratocaster’ will always be THE most special of them all. So there you have it, the story of the ‘Red Strat’…Solveig’s Red Strat!

Solveig-Angelique to Solveig Z. Keshavjee, the full story (part 2)

I’ll never forget that night when I met Solveig for the first time at my band’s CD release party (well the second time…read part 1) at the Topaz Entertainment Palace (Ottawa, ON). I was literally at the other end of the venue and I saw her come in with her, at the time, music manager – a close friend of mine then had said she would be coming to the show so I knew to expect her, but I didn’t expect what followed.

When Solveig walked through the entrance I saw her right away, through everyone else, like they were all invisible, she took my breath away…dressed in a black outfit, (skirt, heels and black top), she was just gorgeous and I remember that moment like it was 2 seconds ago – she was stunning! People always talk about her hair, and yes I saw that of course, but it was her aura and her eyes and her genuine smile and heart…I melted. My female singer at the time noticed I was captivated and said ‘Azim, snap out of it man, we have a show!’.

The band had a media room and we invited Solveig and the manager to come in and chat, and then before we went on to perform they came backstage, which was downstairs below the stage area – it was a very nice venue and had a great reputation, so he environment was good. Solveig’s manager did the usual ‘business chat’ and it went on for a bit, but Solveig and I were instantly attracted to each other and wanted to just talk alone – so we traded numbers and gave each other a huge hug before I had to go perform…I’ll never forget that either.

There were no cell phones, email, text etc at that time…no, it wasn’t the dark ages 🙂 but we made plans to call each other that week. I remember as her manager was talking just looking right at Solveig and she at me, and we knew there was magic…all the conversations disappeared and we were suspended in time right there – I remember being scared too as I knew in my heart, SHE was THE ONE, and always would be…I remember thinking ‘is this possible? Can I know this quickly?’, it’s like life started right there, right at that moment, our pasts disappeared and we started new…Solveig and AzimAzim and Solveig – those that have known us over the past 26 years know what I mean when say there was only us and then our girls…part 3 to follow.

Azim and Solveig Z. Keshavjee
Azim and Solveig, always and forever.

Montreal Expo ’67

Solveig was featured in ‘The Montreal Star’ on Monday July 3, 1967. The article was in regards to Expo ’67 and an event that happened at ‘Place Des Nations’. Solveig was an extremely sweet and adorable four year old and you can see her in the middle of the four children in the picture. I have the original newspaper here in our home, but I have taken a snapshot of the article and the photo that Solveig is in for the gallery. That page of the newspaper is framed and hanging proudly here at home as it has for many, many years. Please go to the gallery to see it.

‘Echoes’

‘Echoes’
In loving memory of Solveig Z. Keshavjee
Comfortably Numb WILL BE BACK with a brand new show! NOT TO BE MISSED! Tickets on sale soon!

Echoes - Solveig Keshavjee live with Comfortably Numb
‘Echoes’ – Solveig live with Comfortably Numb
‘In loving memory’