In one way or another the “hand of fate” seems to seal many a thing for us as human beings. It is the last drama of our lives.
We may hear about it from a William Shakespeare in his plays, we may hear of its millions of narratives through our own Hindu texts; but it inevitably does visit all of us. We are told that the ever compassionate Buddha himself asked of his disciples to drive home a point “Bring me three mustard seeds from a house where no one has deceased”.
We can only but respond to such situations through a collectivity and in the dignity and silence of prayers.
Mrs. Rajalakshmi Jayaraman, wife of one of the greatest of modern violinists Vidwan Lalgudi Jayaraman, chose to follow her husband a week before last Monday night, Nov 18, 2013 soon after his own demise on April 22, 2013. A lady devoted to partnering her husband throughout, this path may have been the most inevitable one as scripted out by Nature.
Following the news, we hid our feelings behind a picture captured a few years earlier in the late couple’s home in Chennai
The news as we heard it from someone very alert in their postings on the popular forum Rasikas.Org came as a bit of a shocker.
We turned for some sentiments from Mysore Prabha to learn why:
We may hear about it from a William Shakespeare in his plays, we may hear of its millions of narratives through our own Hindu texts; but it inevitably does visit all of us. We are told that the ever compassionate Buddha himself asked of his disciples to drive home a point “Bring me three mustard seeds from a house where no one has deceased”.
We can only but respond to such situations through a collectivity and in the dignity and silence of prayers.
Mrs. Rajalakshmi Jayaraman, wife of one of the greatest of modern violinists Vidwan Lalgudi Jayaraman, chose to follow her husband a week before last Monday night, Nov 18, 2013 soon after his own demise on April 22, 2013. A lady devoted to partnering her husband throughout, this path may have been the most inevitable one as scripted out by Nature.
Following the news, we hid our feelings behind a picture captured a few years earlier in the late couple’s home in Chennai
The news as we heard it from someone very alert in their postings on the popular forum Rasikas.Org came as a bit of a shocker.
We turned for some sentiments from Mysore Prabha to learn why:
"Ironically, the previous day, the Maestro’s children G.J. R. Krishnan and Viji had called us. Both of them spoke to me and Anna (Sri. K. Srikantiah). When we enquired about their mother, they said she was quite alright now. But Fate seems to have had other plans! They were in Mysore then, and had to rush back to Chennai. Unfortunately there was a flight delay and it was all over by the time they reached.
Uncle Jayaraman’s house was always so full of life and people; he, his wife, son, daughter-in-law, aged mother, and about 20 disciples each day. It is very hard on Krishnan and Viji now. There was once a Grandmother in their lives who passed away and now so soon with both the parents following each other. Anna spoke to Krishnan (for whom he has great affection) at length, and advised him on coping with life’s travails into the future…."
Uncle Jayaraman’s house was always so full of life and people; he, his wife, son, daughter-in-law, aged mother, and about 20 disciples each day. It is very hard on Krishnan and Viji now. There was once a Grandmother in their lives who passed away and now so soon with both the parents following each other. Anna spoke to Krishnan (for whom he has great affection) at length, and advised him on coping with life’s travails into the future…."
They say that behind the success of a man stands a lady of quiet resoluteness and support. We would just like to remember Srimati Rajalakshmi that very same way.
