As we prepare ourselves for the funeral of our dear Vish, we set about giving a long goodbye, not just to this adorable gentleman but also to the part of us that went with him. With all his distinctions in his professional and personal life, the memories he left pertaining to his politeness, cheerful countenance, his eagerness to know things, his tendency to thank people are remarkable. Death is a therapeutic modality when you are tired of your body. The medical profession is not taught how to deal with death. In medicine, death is a failure. After nearly eleven months of struggling, Vish breathed his last. Let us pray the Almighty to console all of us during this grieving.
Grief is like the volume knob on a radio: when a loved one dies, the loudness reaches its peak. Over time, the intensity eases. Grief may fade, but it never goes away. We can pour our grief into monthly and annual rituals. Registering our feelings here in this Website also can facilitate healing to a greater extent.
As the Isa Upanishad reveals :
“Who sees all beings in his own Self
and his own Self in all beings,
loses all fear.”
And so, once in the stream, the life of preparation ends, the life of defense ends, the measuring of individual traits ends. Fear somehow gives way to trust; control evaporates into surrender. The fish and stream are for the moment one. The sacred moment and God are always the same. There is nothing else to live for - even the declaration changes, for it is no longer a ‘living for’ but a ‘living out’. And when we ‘live out’, the whole flows in.
Life is meaningful and complete when you have given love, which eliminates the need to be here for ninety-four years. You can be here for four years and accomplish what you are sent for. Let us live out and allow the flow to envelop us.
M.R. Subrmanian, Shanti Subramanian, Lavanya and Sriram