Sri Krishanamchari

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namaskaram.

 

It is overwhelming to read all the postings and emails on Sri Krishnamachari.

 

It was my misfortune that took him away from us all. But, he is going to a

better place with eternal bliss; no more heart problems, no more neuropathies,

no more trigeminal neuralgias, no more attack of parkinson’s, no more

blapherospasms in the eyes, no more worry about medicine for the one affecting

the other. How much can a body take?

 

On Thursday, December 9 (kaisika ekadasi day), Sri Krishnamachari was returning

from work in a bus to catch the train to come home; he had forgotten to take his

cell phone with him that day; he would have normally called from work before he

left; but, he didn’t. In the bus, he is said to have had an erythma attack

and fallen down; there is no account of how long he was down; some nurses who

were traveling in the bus found him and tried to revive him and called the

ambulance; by the time he was admitted in the emergency, it was 20 minutes and

he had 2 more erythma attacks. For another 40 minutes or so, they could not get

his pulse. When our daughter held his hand and told him that she was there and

amma is coming, his pulse came back, which surprised all the doctors there. I

arrived at the spot much later. Our son arrived from LA the next morning. Our

close family members arrived also.

 

Prognosis was – his brain and organs had no oxygen for more than an hour and

got damaged. He had seizures that night; even after 48 hours, he did not wake up

and reflexes were not back. Four different medications were pumping his heart,

ventilator was breathing for him. Kidney failed. Everything else started going

downhill. I was asked make the toughest decision in life – when to pull the

life support out (when I hesitated, the argument given to me by doctors was –

don’t think you are killing him; he could have died in the bus). Didn’t

want to lose him right way; so, I went with ‘don’t pull the life support,

but you do not have to give any new treatments like dialysis etc; let nature

take its course’. His heart started beating on his own; so all medicines were

withdrawn. Another 2 days, another pressure – can we pull the ventilator out?

Since kidney was getting worse and worse, I had to go with ‘ do not pull the

tube from his

mouth; just shut the ventilator’. On Thursday, 12/17, around 3 pm, the

ventilator was slowed down gradually and when it was totally shut off, he

started breathing on his own; his pulse rate was sound. We were told that the

duration will be unpredictable; so, we watched him like a hawk during that

night; around midnight, his BP started going down, and around 4:15 am (12/18),

he breathed his last, passed peacefully and attained our Acaryan’s tiruvaDi.

 

Was he waiting for his family to come and see him? Was he waiting for all his

brothers’ kids and my sisters’ kids and all the Chicago friends to come and

see him? Was he waiting for me to come to terms with life, become ready to let

him go? May be. All I am proud of is, as much as I could, I pulled my strength

and chanted dvayam in his ears almost all the time, especially during his last

hours. I want to believe that he was not dead in the bus; he died peacefully

with his family around and with dvayam ringing his ears.

 

Our family would like to thank one and all, grieving with us this moment; it

means a lot to us and is very consoling.

 

He had at least one wish that did not get fulfilled; he wanted to get his Vishnu

sahasranamam published as a regular book; my son and I will try to collect all

his materials from his laptop and see what we can do to accomplish that.

 

I am ending with this – who is going to call me every second for misplaced

eyeglasses? Who is going to call me to tell me – you left the ‘h’ in

Satrughna, check this dictionary, that dictionary, go get the other references

and provide reference numbers for all slokams? Who am I going to argue with –

no, acaryan said only my way, not your way; why are you nitpicking on everything

I write? Who is going to edit my acarya ramamrtam books with eyes affected by

blapherospasm? Who am I going to say – get off the PC and go take a bath? Who

is going to tell me – don’t run away to watch TV; you have to give more when

you write; you cannot just translate into English without putting life into it?

 

We are going to do the 9th thru 13th ceremonies in Kumbakonam; this is what he

would have liked also - to reach the astral plane from his home town where his 2

brothers are.

 

Warm regards,

SrImad ANDavan tiruvaDi,

Kalyani Krishnamachari (very blessed to have a fine family and lots and lots of

friends)

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Dear Srimathi Krishnamachary:Please accept my wife's and my deepest heartfelt sympathies to youand to your children on Sri Krishnamachary's passing away. We are sure he has reached PerumaaL's  Thiruvadi.You may not remember me. adiyen had visited DevarIr's gruham a fewyears back when you sponsored Sri Paadukaa Araadhanam conducted by Sri Ramanuja Mission. The manner in which both of you took care ofthe bhagavathaas including me was splendid, still in my mind and teachedadiyen how to be a good host. adiyen met Sri Krishnamachary last year when he along with the ghoshticame to Sri Ranganatha temple for Brahmotsavam(I think so, may be it

wassome other occassion). On the penultimate day of the Brahmotsavam, I founda gentleman who took the lead in reciting Prabhandham and since I (thought) I do not know him, there was question in my mind 'Who is this?'. He tookthe lead, was good and in a few verses he showed his knolwedge. After thechanting and other ceremonies were over, I had chance to ask the ghoshti aboutthe genteleman, who was none other than Sri Krsihnamachary. I went and talked tohim at that time and told him apologetically I did not recognise him. He was graciousenough to accept my pranaams.I hope your desire to publish his Sri Vishnu Sahasranamam explanations as a book bears fruit. Many more would be benefitted by it as I have been.(I wouldbe lying if I say I have read all his postings on it, but refer to it whenever I have doubt.It

is a treatise.)With regards,adiyenLakshmana dasanKalyani Krishnamachari <kkrishnamachariandavan ; ; oppiliappan ; azhwar ; chicago-local-group Sent: Sunday, December 21, 2008 7:50:34 AM Sri Krishanamchari

 

namaskaram.

 

It is overwhelming to read all the postings and emails on Sri Krishnamachari.

 

It was my misfortune that took him away from us all. But, he is going to a better place with eternal bliss; no more heart problems, no more neuropathies, no more trigeminal neuralgias, no more attack of parkinson’s, no more blapherospasms in the eyes, no more worry about medicine for the one affecting the other. How much can a body take?

 

On Thursday, December 9 (kaisika ekadasi day), Sri Krishnamachari was returning from work in a bus to catch the train to come home; he had forgotten to take his cell phone with him that day; he would have normally called from work before he left; but, he didn’t. In the bus, he is said to have had an erythma attack and fallen down; there is no account of how long he was down; some nurses who were traveling in the bus found him and tried to revive him and called the ambulance; by the time he was admitted in the emergency, it was 20 minutes and he had 2 more erythma attacks. For another 40 minutes or so, they could not get his pulse. When our daughter held his hand and told him that she was there and amma is coming, his pulse came back, which surprised all the doctors there. I arrived at the spot much later. Our son arrived from LA the next morning. Our close family members arrived also.

 

Prognosis was – his brain and organs had no oxygen for more than an hour and got damaged. He had seizures that night; even after 48 hours, he did not wake up and reflexes were not back. Four different medications were pumping his heart, ventilator was breathing for him. Kidney failed. Everything else started going downhill. I was asked make the toughest decision in life – when to pull the life support out (when I hesitated, the argument given to me by doctors was – don’t think you are killing him; he could have died in the bus). Didn’t want to lose him right way; so, I went with ‘don’t pull the life support, but you do not have to give any new treatments like dialysis etc; let nature take its course’. His heart started beating on his own; so all medicines were withdrawn. Another 2 days, another pressure – can we pull the ventilator out? Since kidney was getting worse and worse, I had to go with ‘ do not pull the tube from his

mouth; just shut the ventilator’. On Thursday, 12/17, around 3 pm, the ventilator was slowed down gradually and when it was totally shut off, he started breathing on his own; his pulse rate was sound. We were told that the duration will be unpredictable; so, we watched him like a hawk during that night; around midnight, his BP started going down, and around 4:15 am (12/18), he breathed his last, passed peacefully and attained our Acaryan’s tiruvaDi.

 

Was he waiting for his family to come and see him? Was he waiting for all his brothers’ kids and my sisters’ kids and all the Chicago friends to come and see him? Was he waiting for me to come to terms with life, become ready to let him go? May be. All I am proud of is, as much as I could, I pulled my strength and chanted dvayam in his ears almost all the time, especially during his last hours. I want to believe that he was not dead in the bus; he died peacefully with his family around and with dvayam ringing his ears.

 

Our family would like to thank one and all, grieving with us this moment; it means a lot to us and is very consoling.

 

He had at least one wish that did not get fulfilled; he wanted to get his Vishnu sahasranamam published as a regular book; my son and I will try to collect all his materials from his laptop and see what we can do to accomplish that.

 

I am ending with this – who is going to call me every second for misplaced eyeglasses? Who is going to call me to tell me – you left the ‘h’ in Satrughna, check this dictionary, that dictionary, go get the other references and provide reference numbers for all slokams? Who am I going to argue with – no, acaryan said only my way, not your way; why are you nitpicking on everything I write? Who is going to edit my acarya ramamrtam books with eyes affected by blapherospasm? Who am I going to say – get off the PC and go take a bath? Who is going to tell me – don’t run away to watch TV; you have to give more when you write; you cannot just translate into English without putting life into it?

 

We are going to do the 9th thru 13th ceremonies in Kumbakonam; this is what he would have liked also - to reach the astral plane from his home town where his 2 brothers are.

 

Warm regards,

SrImad ANDavan tiruvaDi,

Kalyani Krishnamachari (very blessed to have a fine family and lots and lots of friends)

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Dear Mrs. Chari:

 

First I couldn't beleive it. I was deeply touched by your e-mail. A life-long friendship and association has come to an end. What ever we may say that relationship is ir-replaceable. May EmperumAn give you enough strength to cope with this great loss and that you may look forward to serving the Vaishnava community as you had done before.S. Vijayaraghavan Buffalo/NY

 

 

andavan ; ; oppiliappan ; azhwar ; chicago-local-group From: kkrishnamachariDate: Sun, 21 Dec 2008 04:50:34 -0800 Sri Krishanamchari

 

 

 

namaskaram. It is overwhelming to read all the postings and emails on Sri Krishnamachari.It was my misfortune that took him away from us all. But, he is going to a better place with eternal bliss; no more heart problems, no more neuropathies, no more trigeminal neuralgias, no more attack of parkinson’s, no more blapherospasms in the eyes, no more worry about medicine for the one affecting the other. How much can a body take?On Thursday, December 9 (kaisika ekadasi day), Sri Krishnamachari was returning from work in a bus to catch the train to come home; he had forgotten to take his cell phone with him that day; he would have normally called from work before he left; but, he didn’t. In the bus, he is said to have had an erythma attack and fallen down; there is no account of how long he was down; some nurses who were traveling in the bus found him and tried to revive him and called the ambulance; by the time he was admitted in the emergency, it was 20 minutes and he had 2 more erythma attacks. For another 40 minutes or so, they could not get his pulse. When our daughter held his hand and told him that she was there and amma is coming, his pulse came back, which surprised all the doctors there. I arrived at the spot much later. Our son arrived from LA the next morning. Our close family members arrived also.Prognosis was – his brain and organs had no oxygen for more than an hour and got damaged. He had seizures that night; even after 48 hours, he did not wake up and reflexes were not back. Four different medications were pumping his heart, ventilator was breathing for him. Kidney failed. Everything else started going downhill. I was asked make the toughest decision in life – when to pull the life support out (when I hesitated, the argument given to me by doctors was – don’t think you are killing him; he could have died in the bus). Didn’t want to lose him right way; so, I went with ‘don’t pull the life support, but you do not have to give any new treatments like dialysis etc; let nature take its course’. His heart started beating on his own; so all medicines were withdrawn. Another 2 days, another pressure – can we pull the ventilator out? Since kidney was getting worse and worse, I had to go with ‘ do not pull the tube from hismouth; just shut the ventilator’. On Thursday, 12/17, around 3 pm, the ventilator was slowed down gradually and when it was totally shut off, he started breathing on his own; his pulse rate was sound. We were told that the duration will be unpredictable; so, we watched him like a hawk during that night; around midnight, his BP started going down, and around 4:15 am (12/18), he breathed his last, passed peacefully and attained our Acaryan’s tiruvaDi.Was he waiting for his family to come and see him? Was he waiting for all his brothers’ kids and my sisters’ kids and all the Chicago friends to come and see him? Was he waiting for me to come to terms with life, become ready to let him go? May be. All I am proud of is, as much as I could, I pulled my strength and chanted dvayam in his ears almost all the time, especially during his last hours. I want to believe that he was not dead in the bus; he died peacefully with his family around and with dvayam ringing his ears. Our family would like to thank one and all, grieving with us this moment; it means a lot to us and is very consoling. He had at least one wish that did not get fulfilled; he wanted to get his Vishnu sahasranamam published as a regular book; my son and I will try to collect all his materials from his laptop and see what we can do to accomplish that. I am ending with this – who is going to call me every second for misplaced eyeglasses? Who is going to call me to tell me – you left the ‘h’ in Satrughna, check this dictionary, that dictionary, go get the other references and provide reference numbers for all slokams? Who am I going to argue with – no, acaryan said only my way, not your way; why are you nitpicking on everything I write? Who is going to edit my acarya ramamrtam books with eyes affected by blapherospasm? Who am I going to say – get off the PC and go take a bath? Who is going to tell me – don’t run away to watch TV; you have to give more when you write; you cannot just translate into English without putting life into it?We are going to do the 9th thru 13th ceremonies in Kumbakonam; this is what he would have liked also - to reach the astral plane from his home town where his 2 brothers are.Warm regards,SrImad ANDavan tiruvaDi,Kalyani Krishnamachari (very blessed to have a fine family and lots and lots of friends) Life on your PC is safer, easier, and more enjoyable with Windows Vista®. See how