Tuesday, December 20, 2011

The Final Diagnosis




Intently watching the way Life forces play about within the patient’s body and mind, trying to figure it out and then spell it in a clear diagnostic picture is perhaps so fine-tuned that it almost becomes an instinct with good physicians.

A patient (Person No. 1.) was on his last bed listening to his good doctor (Person No. 2) who kept this up as long as he could. Though the physician had no means to do anything about the treatment of the patient, he went on meticulously narrating his diagnosis to the steady friends and relatives of the patient who were by the bedside. The patient also kept on hearing the words of Person No.3, a grand old devotee of the Ramakrishna Mission, a disciple of Swami Virajananda, who was celebrating the completion of 90 years of his life. With the good devotees gathered there, he was indulging in snatches of reminiscences of the holy days spent in serving his Guru and later doing his work and the holy friends this work brought to him. Then there was the fourth one, a family Elder, who had kept up the noble traditions of his ancestors and had not done badly in passing it on to his descendants and friends and it just will not do to go on a tour without saying a decent goodbye and giving his blessings to family and friends.

All these four persons were together doing their parts in a warm home in Madurai on 11 December 2011, in the person of Dr. S. Shanmugam, the Founder President of the Ramakrishna Ashrama, which is presently known as Ramakrishna Math, Madurai. 



Life does not come easily. Scientists articulate in awe about the rarity of life making planets like our Earth. Ask any parent, especially a good one, he or she would say the same. Any plant or animal, when seen in the company of its young, says the same in its unspoken but unfailing way.

An Ashrama is a Living Being. Being the Lord’s chosen instruments for formally bringing into existence an ashrama in the name of Avatara Varishta in a holy gathering presided by Swami Vireswarananda, the then President of Ramakrishna Mission in 1970, is a rare blessing on the heads of Dr. Shanmugam and Sri Ardhanary. The meeting was in the residence of the latter. More than two hundred monks and nuns had been warmly entertained here since then. The story of how the good doctor brought prestige, and a staying power and how Sri Ardhanary brought a torrent of enthusiasm and devotion in works, to this Ashrama Project is yet to be written.

Shri Shanmugam hailing from Chettinad traditions, had taken his mantra Diksha from Swami Virajananda before he became a physician. He always treasured and nurtured in his mind the memories of the services he could render to his Guru - being his physical prop, as an ailing Virajanandaji walked with his arms on Shanmugam’s shoulder, washing his clothes, etc. His commitment to his Guru could find expression when it encountered the fervent devotion of Shri Ardhanary. Soon the Madurai Ashrama came into being. It grew up, as a child would, gracefully and gradually. The Ashrama reached its grown up stage in 1987 when it became the Ramakrishna Math, Madurai. 



The Ashrama’s faithful `midwife’ Shri Ardhanary had passed away some years before. The inspiring story of his cheerfully leaving this world to go to the `lap of Sri Ramakrishna’ as he explicitly told the kith and kin around his death bed, while they were singing devotional songs at his bidding, waits for another day.

The good doctor who delivered the Ashrama continued to attend to its needs as it ventured out as a grown up. As the Ashrama found its way around, the doctor’s regular and unfailing company continued as a graceful presence. The aging doctor drew solace from the growing ashrama.

Dr. Shanmugam was a well known surgeon in Madurai. He is one of the City’s senior most doctors. He had served the city well as its doctor. He had been a philanthropist too. Other than founding and funding and nurturing the Madurai Ashrama, he had been a excellent contributor to many other Ramakrishna Ashramas as well and to innumerable other good causes. I can never forget his humility, his old world grace, and his unostentatious devotion. I am sure countless others, including many well known as well as not so well-known monks of the Ramakrishna Order would have similar feelings.

Swami Tapasyananda well knew the importance of Madurai and what it means to India and to Tamil Nadu in particular. He felt that the seeds of Ramakrishna Bhava sown by Swami Chidbhavananda in these vast Southlands, needed to be reaped by the good hands of Belur Math. Dr. Shanmugam fell severely ill in 1986 and that spurred Swami Tapasyananda into immediate action resulting in Madurai Ashrama becoming Belur Math’s affiliated branch. 

Shanmugam had suffered an infection in his leg and had been hospitalized for some days. Past midnight of 10th December he was brought home as he was fast deteriorating. Come the morning of 11th, he became very alert. As the loving family and friends gathered around their patriarch, sweet sounds of the names of the Lord enveloped him. In the morning he had tremendous pain in his body. He described that clinically to the ones near him. One massaged his feet. It gave him some relief. He wanted holy ashes to be smeared on him, which was done. When his daughter and others chanted Mrityunjay mantra, telling that the mantra would help ward off fear of death, he asked for paper and with great difficulty wrote ‘marana bhayam illai’ (there is no fear of death). He again wrote `Uyir Usaladugirathu’ (Life force is hanging by a thread). He wrote in an elaborate manner, starting with the traditional ‘pillayar chuzhi’ (a sign of God with which any writing is to be begun). He wrote some and showed in signs what he wanted to say and kept at it till he was satisfied that he was understood. When he continued to write a few more scraps, they could not make out much. All these had the regulation signature like in a physician’s prescription.
He kept talking of the days with Shri Ardhanary in the service of the Lord. Ardhanary’s son and daughter-in-law fed him with spoonfuls of holy Bel and Tulsi soaked water. He asked for some food but could hardly eat it. Then around noon he asked to be left alone for some time. 

After some time spent quietly, he called the persons around and blessed them all muttering specific blessing for each. He whispered that his condition is growing worse and that his time has come. His doctor grandson measured his pulse and found it normal but the veteran doctor of a grandfather declared that as misleading.

Matters took a turn around 4.30 in the evening. As one attendant was praying fervently, the patient started sweating. She found the pulse to be alarmingly low and called others. It was clear he was on his way out. Ardhanary’s daughter-in-law muttered holy words in his ears and told him that his Guru would be sure to come for him. He calmly nodded. His Guru’s picture was brought to him. He touched that to his head. Some hours before he had already so touched the pictures of Sri Ramakrisna, Holy Mother and that of his Guru. Somebody took his pulse. He asked how that was in a feeble but sure tone. The attendant lied, saying it was all right. He smiled and showed a sign of crossing, that she was wrong. Then he started briefly narrating that such and such parts of his body are getting loosened up or that life force is getting detached from such places, his chest, legs, abdomen, etc. All the while his face was calm. He was serenely hearing the holy mantra whispered by the daughter of his god friend.

Of the four persons in the person of Dr. Shanmugam, the patient lay demurely while the family elder, physician and finally the devotee came successively and bid us farewell as he thus passed away.


Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Dr. S. Shanmugham of Madurai


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Here is the link for the photo above:
http://www.thehindu.com/news/cities/Madurai/article534788.ece

Dr. S. Shanmugam, F.R.C.S., the Founder President of Ramakrishna Ashrama at Madurai which is now known as Ramakrishna Math, Madurai passed away, peacefully and gracefully in the evening of the full moon day on 11th December 2011. We hope to be able to pay our homage in these pages shortly.

Swam Sampurnananda
(Murali Maharaj)

Friday, October 21, 2011

My Homage to Swami Prameyananda

It is quite cold outside.
However, it is a friendly cold. Immediately before the cold came in, there was a quick sprinkling of a shower. The pyre had just burnt itself out. The somber grief that smoldered in the hearts of many onlookers too was spending itself out along with the pyre. The cold assuaged everyone.
They had all gathered to pay their last respects at the funeral of a monk who was running on eighty. He had been a spiritual teacher to many of them. He had been the Manager to some of them. He had been a friendly presence to most of them. Quite a few who had worked under him had had colorful memories to cherish. Many, who had experienced his guidance and counsel, had a uniform hue in their memory, that of a gentle, warm smile.
I have had a number of interactions with him. He is 28 years older than I am and very much above me in the rungs of the administration, but in the graceful atmosphere he carried, I never felt the difference. I felt like and behaved with him like he was my father’s brother. He did not seem to mind.
Though many T.V. channels were hovering about and people queuing up and paying their last respects, the whole atmosphere retained its dignity. A little child coming in, offering a flower, and saying in his quaking voice, `I will come again tomorrow’ only added to the poignancy. This child had not had any special interaction with the monk, but his untutored innocence seemed to have caught the vibes from the atmosphere.
In God we rest.
Swami Sampurnananda, Friday, 21st October 2011
My homage to the memory of Swami Prameyanandaji, who passed away yesterday,  the 20th October of 2011,  at 8.25 a.m. on the Ashtami following the Durga Puja Maha Ashtami. Hari Om Ramakrishna




belurmath.org/pdf_files/Prameyananda.pdf
http://www.belurmath.org/news_archives/2011/10/18/medical-bulletin-on-swami-prameyanandaji-maharaj%E2%80%99s-health/
http://articles.timesofindia.indiatimes.com/keyword/belur-math/featured/2

http://thekolkatanews.net/2011/10/sreemat-swami-promeyanandaji-maharaj-passed-away-today/

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Swami_Prameyananda

Sunday, September 4, 2011

God loves Giraffes too


Swami Atmaramananda’s formal obituary calls him outspoken, daring, hard working, astute, and dynamic.

Yes, he was all this and more. In addition, he was also not many things. But does it help anytime to speak of what a person is not? Does it help to enjoy the sight of a giraffe/camel if we keep harping that giraffe is not an elephant?

Though ten years my senior he was my good friend. A common friend of us introduced him to me in his absence. This common friend suggested that I join the Order at Advaita Ashrama in Calcutta. It was a move in my life that took me at one go to a completely different world. It proved to be a new life in fact. It is another matter that I was more at home in my new life than when living my old one. This common friend told me to take the help of Swami Atmaramananda if at any time I happen to have any difficulty. Thus Swami Atmaramananda was the designated friendly philosopher guide for me in case I have some problem. I never felt the need to take recourse to this facility. I am not sure if Swami Atmaramananda was aware of his status vis-à-vis me. Still this was a comfortable buffer in my mind for many years.

He was a compulsive fighter. He felt honestly that he had to fight hard to confront his ill health and live. Aggression took over his second nature and seemed to creep into his first nature. He did things his way and argued fiercely that he did it right. He was not too bad in both of these - his doing it his way and then justifying it vehemently. Woe betides those who came in his way or whom in his delirious imagination he thought to be coming in his way! Many quickly stepped aside. Some hesitant ones perished.

One put on his transparent armour and watched the fun.

He was to be a regular elephant, generally gentle except during special situations. But something twitched from within. He had to have several heart bypasses. Blood contamination followed. He preferred the words of a highly respected monk to that of a high medical authority concerning his treatment. That did not seem to have done any harm, for he lived and worked hard for quite some years despite his severe health. But somehow his life turned into one long twist, a recoil that shot his head up to quite a height. It added a lot of bumpy humps all over the carriage he was pulling along. People who were riding in the cart had to adjust to the ungainly jerks and learnt to fall out, pick themselves and jump in again. Some were thrown out and had no chance to hop in.

There were some in his monastic family who were ready to donate a part of their liver but the chance to do it fell to the lot of a good lady from his pre-monastic family. We wish her a long happy life and invoke the blessings of Holy Mother on her.

He must have thirsted desperately for some cheerful, pain-free days. He was granted that for two days before he eased into eternal rest.

Hari Om Ramakrishna

Sometime after coming out of the long, medically induced stupor, keeping the oxygen mask aside, Swami Atmaramananda showed thumbs-up sign to friends looking from the other side of the glass, thus cheerfully indicating victory. This coming after ten hours of liver transplant surgery and more than twelve hours of unconsciousness, shows the fighting spirits which was bubbling within all the while.
A sort of victory celebration seems to have followed. Some sitting up, quite a bit of it, a little bit of walking inside his ICU room, pre-emptive and good-naturedly exaggerated greeting ‘how are you?’ to a monk who had come visiting the sick bay, a forceful `I am fine. How are you?’ to another monk who managed to slip in a ‘how are you’ first, instruction to the donor lady to be sure to collect her ticket fare – all these little little things made his friends happy but in hindsight it suggests the machinations of a wily bowler luring a fighting batsman with some easy balls and putting him at a false position before clean bowling him, sending all the three stumps flying. The newly acquired liver gave no trouble or had no chance to make a statement because the three – lungs, heart and kidneys, almost all at once gave way.

Which bowler set this up? Did he stare Sreesanth-like at the returning batsman? What is this cricket game, where a batsman has to heave blindly at suddenly stinging shadows and confront invisibly lurking fielders and bowler prowling in the dark while we the audience can only applaud or boo.

Oh, excuse me, I play; have my own blips to attend to…


Swami Sampurnananda
4 Sep. 2011, Mother’s Place, Belur Math


Last pic from
http://www.thatscricket.com/news/2011/08/20/manic-day-2-nullifies-dhonis-vow.html
Official Obituary :
http://www.belurmath.org/news_archives/2011/09/07/obituary-august-2001

Hafiz PH Abdul Gaffar Maulavi's reminiscence about Swami Shakrananda - from magazine Kerala Calling -August 2011 number























Saturday, August 6, 2011

‘Prana prayana Utsav’ - remniscences of Swami Agehananda


Sampurnananda : Please tell us something about your reminiscences of Agehanandaji who passed away some days back.
Yogavratananda ji:
“‘Prana prayana Utsav’
That is how one may call it, the spirit with which Swami Agehanandaji left his body. This will not surprise those who knew him, for this was the spirit which characterized his whole life time.
I have seen that however early I get up in the morning I would always find him in the temple before me, be it 3.30 a.m. or 4 a.m. Whenever I tried to go there before him say at 3.15 a.m. so that I could wipe the temple floors, etc. in order to lighten his burden of work, I would invariably find him already at work. Even if I try to do some chore on my own he will gently say ‘I will do it, I will do it’ and take away from my hands broom stick or whatever I was having in my hands for doing that task. I tried many times to help in Puja work, be it cleaning the floors, shrine, plucking flowers, making garlands, etc. (but he would not let me)”
Sampurnananda : ‘Making garlands?’
Yogavratananda ji:
Yes. He used to make fine garlands. He made beautiful hibiscus garlands. I pointed out to him several times that hibiscus flowers sticks tight to Thakur’s picture when it starts to fade in the evening. When he became convinced of the point he changed to other flowers. Sometimes when he felt like doing a hibiscus garland he took care to remove it before evening and make another garland again for the evening.
I presume he used to get up before 3 a.m. He would start his work in the shrine by 3.30 a.m. I sent some small boys to do some work in the shrine like cleaning floors, etc.
Sampurnananda : ‘He didn’t mind it?’
Yogavratananda ji:
He happily allowed them to work. He used to prepare some Prasad for them.
Sampurnananda : ‘Prepare himself?’
Yogavratananda ji: Yes he would cook himself.
Sampurnananda : ‘What prasadam?’
Yogavratananda ji:
Payasam, coffee, tea, etc. Or he would ask the cook to prepare some uppuma, etc. in the evening and would give that to the boys.
Sampurnananda : ‘Where did he do his cooking? In the temple?’
Yogavratananda ji: No, he would cook in the ashrama kitchen.
Sampurnananda : ‘So he would do everything himself?’
Yogavratananda ji:
He would start cooking, but some of us used to take it out from him and he would allow us.
He used to love everybody without exception. Be it small children, or grown-ups or V.I.P., it was so tangible that he loved them all. It was not a showy love, it was a caring love. He would do things for them.
If children do pranams to him he would not fail to give them at least two chocolates. Many children used to go to him and he would give them chocolates. We tried to stop them going that way, but they would go...
Sampurnananda : ‘Why did you try to stop?’
Yogavratanandaji:
Well, many used to enter the Ashrama one way and go out the other way as a short-cut. We stopped grown-up people doing this, but we did not have the heart to stop children doing this, seeing Maharaj’s affection for them. Children loved him. They did pranams to him, receive his affection filled chocolates, and go away happily.
At 3.30 in the afternoon after opening the shrine, he used to prepare coffee using milk powder.
Sampurnananda : ‘You had enough milk in the ashrama. There are cows, right?’
Yogavratanandaji:
Yes, there was milk, cows, everything. But that milk was kept for use in the ashrama in the evening. We used to sell the excess milk.
Sampurnananda : ‘Sell?’
Yogavratananda ji:
Yes, we sold excess milk. Agehanandaji had no complaints about it. When I was there, I often used to set aside some milk for Maharaj.
Sampurnananda : ‘Was that was during Jaitranandaji’s time?’
Yogavratanandaji:
Yes. It was Jaitrananda ji who brought Agehanandaji to Tiruvalla. Samagranandaji continued the all the practices of Jaitranandaji as a matter of policy. ‘Oh, Maharaj gets milk powder from devotees, don’t worry’
Samagranandaji used to reply to me when I tried to carry some milk for Agehanandaji. But if I sometimes take away a litre of milk and give it to Agehanandaji, Samagranandaji wouldn’t make too much fuss. He would just express the policy and leave it at that.
Every morning at 4.30 Agehanandaji would keep coffee ready for us. After Mangala Arati we had to just go and take it.
Sampurnananda : ‘Where did he make it?’
Yogavratananda ji:
In the kitchen. And that was a scary thing. Because sometime Maharaj would not have closed the knob of the gas oven properly, on the previous night. Every night I tried to check up the knobs before I go to bed or the first thing in the morning. It was fine coffee. And we used to get it twice every day, morning and evening.
He was an occasional contributor of spiritual write-ups to English newspapers. People from Bangalore and Mysore used to come and meet with him often. Their donations used to be a good source of income for the ashrama. We used to arrange their stays either in the Ashrama or outside.
He was a voracious reader. We could find him even at 10.30 reading some books with the extra aid of a torch. In Tiruvalla everybody retires to their rooms by 7.30 at night after supper at 7 p.m.
His Arati is a note-worthy affair. He will do his Deepa Arati. (We have only deepa) Then he would come and sit with us and start ‘Khandana Bhava bandhana’. We would have already started and would have completed a stanza or two, but he would start again, we had to join him.
Sampurnananda : “‘So you had two ‘Khandana bhava bandhan’?”
Yogavratanandaji:
(laughing) Yes. And after that he would do ‘Om Hrim’ and ‘Sarva Mangala’, sing some extra one or two songs, and promptly proceed to close the temple. That we are ready to sing more wouldn’t matter with him. A mug of offered milk would be added to the evening coffee. He used to give this prasadi coffee to everybody. If there were more people, there might be some more water in the coffee or lesser volume or both.
He was remarkably punctual in all his acts. I had this blessed privilege to have lived with him for four years.
Sampurnananda : ‘How was his relation with Samagrananda ji?’
Yogavratananda ji:
Oh, it was very cordial, very close. Samagranandaji tried to do everything according to the wishes of Agehanandaji. Agehananda ji never spoke anything against Samagrananda ji.
Sampurnananda : ‘How was the relation with Jaitranandaji?’
Yogavratananda ji:
That too was very good. Jaitranandaji brought Agehanandaji to Tiruvalla. There used to be lot of fun and laughter between them. We used to hear occasional loud laughter. With Samagranandaji it was a bit different. Samagranandaji’s nature is not about laughter. It is more about a very pleasant and gentle demeanor.
Sampurnananda : ‘Samagrananda ji would be about 7 or 8 years younger than Agehananda ji while Jaitrananda ji   would be about two years older than Agehananda ji, right?’
Yogavratananda ji:
Yes, I suppose so. Everybody had great love and affection towards Maharaj (Agehananda ji). Maharaj loved everybody and that love was laced with humility.
And we had another noble soul there, Swami Ramanujananda  ji. I used to remark very often, these three are like Bhagavan (God) to me. There are like Iswar (God) to me.
Sampurnananda : ‘Yes, they were gods, but you still had to leave them ?
Yogavratananda ji:
Yes, Belur Math called me.
The End
O Santi Santi Santi Hari Om Tat Sat
Transcript of interview with
Swami Yogavratananda (Suthan Maharaj)
Intervewer : Swami Sampurnananda

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Swami Agehananda of Mysore and Tiruvalla


It was all in joy and laughter.

It was 8 at night. The face of the 94 year old monk was lit with joy. He called out loudly another monk, his long time buddy. The younger monk, some 80 plus years of age, came instantly and sat by his seniors bedside. The Older one just started clapping his hands and laughed happily and loudly. He was hard of hearing for the last many years which had added a good volume to his natural good natured garrulousness and laughing habits. The younger monk, not so young compared to you and me, caught the vibration, and started laughing lightly and clapping in unison. They had been together very many years. So he understood the matter with the older man. As he clapped his hands, the younger companion said, 'Jai Sri Guru Maharaj ji ki Jai, Jai Maha Mayi ki Jai, Jai Swamiji Maharaj ki Jai, Jai Durga Mayi ki Jai'. The 94 year old continued beaming joyously and laughing. Then he looked somewhere and started calling 'Maharaj, Maharaj' loudly. The younger one left the room for a while.


He was called back by the attendants of the old man. His joy was intack but his breathing was getting heavier. When it finally ceased the face was still joyful.
This was how Swami Agehananda of Ramakrishna Order happened to take his leave from us all in Ramakrishna Math in Tiruvalla. Swami Samagrananda his friend and junior companion gave him this understanding farewell. The joy was palpable to all around him then. It lingered for a long while the next few days.

It lights the joy inherent in all of us. We get a joyful wake-up call when we hear such inspiring instances happening right in our midst.

Jai Sri Ramakrishna

Swami Sampurnananda
Belur Math
Tue, Jun 29, 2010

See also

www.belurmath.org/news_archives/news_june2010.htm

and
www.srkvs.org/images/vovafinal.pdf

Friday, July 29, 2011

Swami Shakrananda






“Many years back, in an interior village in Kerala there was a good-for-nothing boy called Sukumaran. Due to the unbounded grace of Mother Sarada Devi, he was able to do many difficult tasks. At Pandupara estate of Kalady, when the land was getting ready for development, he had to supervise the whole work and had to keep an eye on all the people working in different parts of the about forty-acre estate. For that, the system then was to build a machan on a tall tree and this young novice was asked to sit, look around carefully and supervise and direct. To his own surprise, he did it well. He graduated to many more deeds in the future, and now he, the boy without much education or experience, is looking back in surprise at the past eighty plus years”.

Shakrananda ji I had known was a simple but stern monk. But It was an unusually sweet voice and a cheery pleasant face that I met as he narrated all this to me some eighteen months back. In the intervening period, he lost his cool in his impatience at not dying quickly. He lost much of his memory, mobility and health, went on to get most of them back. However, I did not hear that he got back that remarkable sweetness. Anyway, that defined his essence for me.
He must be in that sweet beatitude now, no more bothered with an old body. Maybe he is waiting for the cremation of it tomorrow before moving on.
Loved and respected by devotees across Kerala, he is one of the very few remaining with this distinction.
In an obscure little village somewhere near Kalady, some friends told this self-confessed `good-for-nothing boy’ Sukumaran, that they heard there was an `Ashrama’ in Kalady. Sukumaran cut them short. `Ashramas were there during Ramayana period. You don’t have ashramas today’. Nonetheless, the friends insisted, `No, there is an Ashrama. `Sama-bhava’ is practiced there. All are equal there. Lowest castes live together with the highest ones there’ they said. This time Sukumaran was impressed. The phrase `Sama-bhava’ attracted him. The friends continued `There is a great Pundit monk. He is coming to the nearby temple for a speech. His name is Swami Agamananda.’ Sukumaran went on the specified day to meet Swami Agamananda. He was very disappointed to learn that the programme was postponed. However, he got the address of the Swami and wrote to him that he wanted to experience that `Sama-bhava’ in his Ashrama. He met Swami Agamananda subsequently and soon became a novice Brahmachari.
This was how Swami Shakrananda joined the Ramakrishna Order. He told me all this himself. We have to note how the `sama-bhava’ practiced then continued to attract a simple village boy, in 1940s.
Swami Vivekananda admired the conservative tenacity and learning of the people of Kerala and grieved deeply at the havoc caused by its perverted application within the society. The seed of the constructive `root and branch reform’ approach with `Bhakti has no caste’ as the theme sowed in 1911 by Swami Nirmalananda in the blessed presence of Holy Mother in the region, brought forth many beautiful blossoms. Many have dropped. Yet another flower, among the last, has fallen in its soft bed today.
Hari Om Ramakrishna!

29 July 2011
Swami Sampurnananda
Belur Math
http://belurmath.org/news_archives/?m=201108
http://www.haindavakeralam.com/HKPage.aspx?PageID=14400
http://expressbuzz.com/topic/swami-sakrananda-passes-away/299349.html
http://www.thehindu.com/todays-paper/tp-national/tp-kerala/article2307520.ece
http://www.indiaeveryday.in/kerala/fullnews-swami-sakrananda-cremated-1186-2883288.htm