Kutty Ambi (1944-2015)

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Several years ago, an eccentric cousin of my father’s called his office and loudly demanded that the chap who picked up the phone hand it over to one “Kutty Ambi”. The poor man picking up the call was confused. It wasn’t a name he was familiar with, not just in that office but in New Delhi in general. He politely told him there was no “Kutty Ambi” in the office and that he must have gotten the wrong number. But Professor Eccentric from IIT was annoyed. He did not believe that his capacious academic mind could have gotten a telephone number wrong. He insisted, with a little more clarity and syllabic spacing, “Please give the phone to K u t t y A m b i”. 

Before this escalated any further, my father arrived on the scene and handled the situation, because he was Kutty Ambi, and practically no one in his family knew him by any other name. His office, however, knew him as Krishnan and his passport insisted on calling him Gopalasamudram Ananthanarayanan Krishnan. He was mostly just GAK to his professional colleagues and just “Appa” to the three of us (me and my brothers). He spared us long names by keeping our surnames to just “Krish”.

He passed away from a brain stroke last Thursday. He was 71. 

He was the youngest (and most favourite) child of his mother and was born in Nagercoil in 1944 and lived most of his childhood life not too far away in a tiny hamlet named Gopalasamudram by the banks of the Thamirabarani river in Tirunelveli. His father was a brash, unconventional man who lost faith in his religion when his first wife and her three children passed away due to illnesses of the kind not uncommon in rural India in the 1930s. While my father was the fifth child of his mother, he was his father’s 8th child, and thus named Krishnan.

He wasn’t a particularly bright student and his father, in complete violation of every stereotype of the Tamil Iyer, was a businessman who ran 3 petrol pumps in Tirunelveli. Practically every one else in the family was a college graduate and worked as clerks and government servants. “Mannennai Kadai Iyer (Kerosene Store Iyer)”, as he was known, was fiercely atheist and did not allow any displays of religion in his home and even asked my father and his brother to go ask the temple priest for a sacred thread if they wanted one. He wasn’t going to pay for any expensive celebratory coming of age function. He did, however, ask his sons to come and learn business at his petrol pumps. It was something that left my father with a deep seated ambition to eventually be self-employed. 

The family went through heart-wrenching tragedies. My father’s eldest sister was murdered by her in-laws and the petrol pump business collapsed. His eldest brother was mentally disabled and his old man passed away, leaving my father with a broken college education and a disabled brother, but also a mother of tremendous spirit and grit. She persuaded my father to marry and not just spend his life taking care of his brother & mother. 

His marriage to my mother was a turning point. With her support, he grew from a lowly field sales person to eventually become the General Manager of the company he worked for almost 30 years. It wasn’t a large company and my parents were not rich, but my father spent his savings with a fierce passion that his children should have the kind of education and exposure he never had in a small rural hamlet. 

But his childhood fascination for being a self-employed man never went away. As my mother continued to grow in her job at Canara Bank and I was ready to join engineering college in a course that largely guaranteed a good job, he took the plunge and started his own business in importing hi-tech equipment for research labs, a move that would eventually break him. 

As I was seeing the streaming host of visitors who came to pay their respects to him as his body lay waiting to be cremated, I realised that Kutty Ambi was not really suited to be a business man. Visitors after visitors held my hands, and in tears, told me that my father had helped them back in the day. For some it was financial help (from a man who barely had any savings). For others, it was jobs in his failing business. It turns out he employed people to help feed them, not to extract work in exchange for a salary. Turns out that’s generally a terrible way to run a business. 

I knew my father was someone who tended to folks in the family who had the most complicated of troubles. He skipped the easy ones. He once tried counseling a psychopathically violent husband of a cousin of his who ended up beating him up. He also once successfully persuaded a recalcitrant cousin who refused to attend to her own daughter’s pregnancy because she had married outside her caste, to change her mind. But as I stood watching the mass of tearful folks who told me, one after another, that he had helped them at some point in their lives, I realised why his business ventures didn’t work out. He was more Kutty Ambi and not really much of GAK. 

He had one hobby in his life. Photography (only film, he never took up digital) and he has left us with albums and albums of photos of all of us at every stage of our lives and being the photographer, he rarely appears in any of them. His way of bringing up children was largely modelled on his mother’s ideas and he let us boldly adventure into areas that most traditional parents would prevent in the name of “passing exams”. Today, Raghav draws beautiful comics, Karthik climbs mountains and I play musical instruments because he didn’t ask us “to focus on exams”. 

One day in Delhi, he managed to get a certain violinist’s phone number and he called him. The man on the other end of the phone brusquely told him that he did not take students. My father told him to just hear his son play once and then decide. He insisted that he was too busy to take students and cut the call. After several tries, the man finally agreed to hear me play. My father drove me, all the way from South Delhi to Delhi University old campus where we walked into a cavernous Raj era bungalow (with a fireplace no less) where I played “Vaataapi Ganapathim” for this bespectabled, taciturn violin genius named TN Krishnan. He agreed to teach me and I owe my interest and ability in music today to both these Krishnans. 

He spent most of the last three years babysitting my son, taking him for long walks inside Theosophical society and blowing balloons on demand. As I was stuck in Toronto when he passed away, the family put his body in an ice box while they waited for the eldest son to arrive. My son, my wife tells me, knocked a few times on the box asking for “thatha”. I don’t think he realises what has happened, but I’m sure he misses pretty much the only person who did his every bidding. 

As one gets close to 40 years old, one realises deaths in the family are part of the timeline of life. And that, on the face of it, he was one of many people in India who started their lives in a small village, struggled in a pre-liberalisation country starved of job opportunities and got the short end of the stick when it came to success in running one’s own business. He was also one of millions of parents who sacrificed their comfort to produce the generation of children who are now reaping the benefits of India’s economic growth. He was also one of millions who struggle regularly to figure out how to make a Skype call to see the faces of their grandkids and be clueless in the face of having to deal with exponentially maturing technology. 

As I settle down to pore through the voluminous files he maintained with extraordinary detail, I realize that the man died with no possessions. Every bank account was in my mother’s or our names. As was all property. There is a Sanskrit expression that captures his nature better than any English expression will – he was a Karma Yogi

But GAK was also a strict disciplinarian boss in his working days and an uncompromising and often stubborn father who rarely listened to advice. His employees were often afraid of him and his attention to detail could sometimes be exasperating. He had little or no financial sense and tended to spend based on gut feeling and blind trust. 

He also had one terrible habit. He disliked doctors, abhorred hospitals and refused to undergo even basic medical tests despite his age. GAK regularly ignored occasional moments of disorientation and memory blanking that started occurring in the last few months. He clearly didn’t google his symptoms (as I did after my mother told me of them) and GAK didn’t realise that Transient Ischemic Attacks will almost always result in a massive, fatal stroke. 

There is a particularly tough moment during the cremation rituals where I, as the eldest son, have to hold his head in my lap and chant some mantras while pouring water (from the Ganga) anti-clockwise around his face. It is a strange feeling to hold the head of someone who is dead. For a moment, it makes you question rationality in how this inanimate mess of largely carbon, hydrogen and oxygen was once alive and took my son out for walks, persuaded TN Krishnan to teach me, drank extra cups of payasam at every wedding with his sweet tooth, believed in astrology and even once sent 20 dollars to a deposed Nigerian prince. 

GAK died on 24th September, 2015 but but Kutty Ambi, as I heard from everyone who visited home to see him off, will forever be alive because he touched more people’s lives than I realised. 

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90 responses to “Kutty Ambi (1944-2015)”

  1. Krishnamurthi Avatar

    My heart-felt condolences to you on your great loss. I’ve been a big fan of your writing style for quite some time now and this poignant memoir adds a completely new layer to it. I’m also glad that you wrote your memories about him, because time has a cruel way of smudging out the details from our memory.

  2. Mythili Gopi Avatar
    Mythili Gopi

    Karma Yogi- he definitely was..May his soul rest peace and the almighty give you and your family the strength to bear the vacuum and agony. Take heart!

  3. Shyam Avatar

    Condolences. And, you are touching more lives than you realise.

  4. Ravi Shanker Avatar

    Heart-felt condolences Krish!

  5. Sridhar Avatar

    Condolences. Having lost both my parents in a span of 12 months, the most recent being in End August15, my thoughts feelings mirrored yours. Many of his generation sacrificed their all for making sure our Gen succeeded and didn’t go through the deprivation they went thro.
    Being an agnostic, doing the 13 day rituals called for in an Iyer household led to severe introspection on the meaning of life. Glad I did it even if I did not believe too much in it. It was the least I could do for their sacrifices.

  6. Lakshmi Narayanan G Avatar
    Lakshmi Narayanan G

    Heartfelt condolences for your loss sir. Your words have taken us through the life that he has lived and leaves us with a feeling that mere words cannot explain.

  7. R S Krishna Avatar
    R S Krishna

    My deepest condolences Ashok…You dont know me and guess most of your fans, you dont. An obit like this is perhaps the best gift a son can provide to the departed spirit of his parents…both in humour and pathos you touch me in ways that only few I claim can…also recall the obit of your grandmom…your dad will be proud…RIP

  8. prachee7 Avatar

    May his soul rest in peace! A very moving post!

  9. Karthik Avatar

    My heartfelt condolences Krish.
    Your writing touched me.

  10. Manoaj Avatar

    My condolences. May your father’s soul rest in peace…

  11. Srikanth Natarajan Avatar
    Srikanth Natarajan

    Heartfelt Condolences. A perfect tribute. Superbly written. Thank you for sharing this.

  12. Miriam Avatar

    Hi Krish,
    How well you write of your Dad. You’ve captured the essence of Ambi Kutti so well & of all the accompanying influences that made him your uique Dad. My sincere sympathies to you & yours. Especially to the little one who knows not where “Thatha” has gone.
    I used to follow your blog some years ago until I went through 2 mild strokes. They wiped away any memory of your blog. However, I’ve always enjoyed your music. I think I mentioned “Manjha mungi kapal” in a tweet a while ago. Out of the blue, a link appeared on my FB page & voila! I am thrilled to be able to re-connect to your blog once again. A gift from your Dad……
    Keep making music, keep writing. It is sustenance to many I am sure & a great pleasure to me.

  13. mahabore Avatar

    Heartfelt condolences from me, and I have to say that this was probably the most touching tribute that I have ever read from a son to his father…

  14. ashokbhatia Avatar

    Sincere condolences. Takes a very long time to overcome a loss of this nature. A well-crafted tribute to a commonly found uncommon man.

  15. antarakundu Avatar

    Beautifully written, Krish. I’m back to your blog after a long time and I feel deeply rewarded. To be able to translate into words almost a lifetime of emotions, thoughts and memories of a parent who has ceased to be is no mean feat.
    Heartfelt condolences to you and your family.

  16. Ramesh Avatar

    Heartfelt condolences Ashok. A great tribute

  17. Rupa Avatar

    Dearest Ashok, I’m so sorry for your loss please accept my deepest condolences. I’m sure Kutty Ambi was very very proud of you!

  18. Nalin S Avatar

    My deepest condolences Ashok to you, Karthik and Raghavan– and your family in this moment of sorrow.

    Also my compliments to you on a well written piece but even more than that I salute your father for being the humanitarian that he was and the fact that he took pains to raise sons like you and your brothers who are making a impact on the world by living life out aloud and thus touching and changing the world.


    Nalin Savara

    1. Meena Nara Avatar
      Meena Nara

      Really Sorry at your loss. May God give you the strength to bear your Loss.

  19. Srini Avatar

    Dear Ashok, my heartfelt condolences to you and your family. May God give you the strength to get over this moment of grief as soon as possible.

  20. Ramsu Avatar

    My deepest condolences. In some ways, the best we can hope for is that we are remembered fondly after we pass. Your father will be, not just by the ones he helped, but to a lesser extent even by those who just read this.

  21. Pradeep Panicker Avatar
    Pradeep Panicker

    Condolences to you and your family and a very poignant way of remembering your dad. The people of that generation were the most hardworking and for the sake of the family and siblings and never for themselves.

  22. akitasomani Avatar

    Deepest condolences to you and your family, Krish ! Very well articulated tribute to his life

  23. Prasanna Avatar

    My condolences. I read not about your father alone, but as you said millions of fathers across the country who had gone through the same struggles. As we enter our old age, we can certainly take some inspiration from your father on how to lead one’s life. After all what mattered the most at the end were the kind words you could hear when his friends came to the funeral. That is some legacy to leave behind!

  24. Shyam Sekhar Avatar
    Shyam Sekhar

    I dont know you personally. I found your tribute was moving. A son’s understanding of his father actually begins at the death of his dad. And, grows over the rest of his life. I have experienced this. I see you have just begun. A father’s influence lives on and grows on a son. His passing is physical.

  25. Pavithra K Bhat Avatar

    Deepest condolences on the loss, Ashok. I felt as if you have written about my dad when I read this. The small town struggles, failed business, abhorrence towards doctors and even basic medicines, putting others’ need before his, no possessions in his name, struggling with technology, stubborn man who never listens to anyone – every single trait of your dad matches my dad’s. Though I don’t know you personally (know you thro TCS) I couldn’t help feeling sad for the loss because I could draw parallels. I’m trying to persuade mine to health tests and healthier way of life, hope I succeed.
    Heart touching write up. May his soul Rest in peace.

    1. Pavithra K Bhat Avatar

      My dad’s name is also Krishna..

  26. Viji Velayutham Avatar
    Viji Velayutham

    Krish Ashok..Sincerely sorry for your irreplaceable loss..sorry that we couldn’t meet this summer in Chennai..you have expressed about this Great Man so well..such a heartfelt tribute..take care at this time..
    Hard to think we all have to face this sooner or later..

  27. dagalti (@dagalti) Avatar

    Condolences Ashok.

    The equipoise you have managed to summon to write this, is quite difficult for me to even fathom.
    No matter how well you write an obituary for a loved one – and this one is particularly well written – you are apt to feel that you have reduced the person to some form which is amenable for audience digestion. The more wholesome and coherent the image in the write-up is, the more representative the anecdotes seem, the more flowing the biographical narrative – the more one feels one has reduced the person.

    So, I hope you struggled to write this and remain dissatisfied.

    As unseemly as it is, to quote stuff in such a personal post such as this too, that seems to be the only way I can connect with the lovely line

    /But as I stood watching the mass of tearful folks who told me, one after another, that he had helped them at some point in their lives, I realized why his business ventures didn’t work out. He was more Kutty Ambi and not really much of GAK. /

    தக்கார் தகவிலர் என்பது அவரவர்
    எச்சத்தாற் காணப் படும்.

    Here எச்சத்தால் is conservatively interpreted as ‘children he leaves behind’, but more liberally interpreted as ‘everything he leaves behind’/‘has touched’.

    Wish you and your family strength.

    1. krishashok Avatar

      I agree that it’s always nearly impossible to avoid the narrative fallacy in almost any form of writing. Obituaries are particularly difficult and I can never be satisfied that this is somehow a complete and coherent picture of a complex human being who lived for 71 years. That we have evolved this remarkable ability to condense and capture a glimpse of someone using words on a page is truly special but you are right, everything form stories to news reports are regularly victims of handpicked anecdotes & pre-crafted narratives.

      The Thirukkural reference was perfect. As someone else pointed out in the comment thread above, we don’t really begin to understand our fathers till they die and we continue to understand them more and more as we grow old. The missing is largely physical

  28. Sanjay Avatar

    My heartfelt condolences to you and your family. Your father’s wonderful legacy will keep him in memories long after his time.

    After reading your memoirs, I feel I should have written about my pa. I will now.

  29. George Avatar

    Poignant piece on your Dad! I am sure he his words and actions will keep inspiring you for years to come. Sorry for your loss.

  30. janakiraman (@periyakulam) Avatar

    Really a moving write up, about the great loss.
    It moved me to tears.
    My condolences.

  31. Prajna Avatar

    A perfect eulogy. Stay strong and do keep writing. It’s been long since you have updated and we are looking forward to more.
    Thank you.

  32. Srivatsa Mukunth Avatar
    Srivatsa Mukunth

    My heartfelt condolences to you and your family sir.

  33. perspectivesandprejudices Avatar

    This is such a beautiful tribute and your father sounds like a wonderful person. Keep his memories alive 🙂 my sincere condolences and prayers that he rests in peace.

  34. padmaja Avatar

    My deepest condolences Krish.. So well-atriculated… A lovely way to remember a parent…

  35. Aparna Karthikeyan Avatar
    Aparna Karthikeyan

    A lovely article Krish! My prayers go out to you and your family in these difficult times! God bless and stay strong

  36. Manikandan Avatar

    Condolences. Thanks for sharing.

  37. Lalitha Muthusubramanian Avatar
    Lalitha Muthusubramanian

    My Prayers. May his soul rest in peace

  38. raja Avatar

    My deepest condolences to you and your family, Ashok. What a wonderful tribute to your father! His legacy lives on – in the form of you and your brothers. And, using you guys as exhibits for evidence, one can safely say he did a fantastic job as a parent. Wish you and your family the very best – take care of yourself and the family too.

  39. Venkatarengan Rajaram Avatar
    Venkatarengan Rajaram

    Very poignant and touching write up bringing out, the the love,intimacy, and the respect you have for your dear divine dad, while you painted his life sketch. May God give you, your mother / wife, your brothers, your little son & others in the family, the strength & fortitude to bear the loss.
    May the departed soul attain Siva Saayudjayam (oneness with the creator / supreme).
    I wish that you and brothers do all the laid down ceremonies with faith & dedication. When you know the rationale you would.
    (for knowing this , I wish you3, please read, the following books. (Pardon me. if that sounds preaching, which I seldom like.)
    a. தர்ம சாஸ்திரம் (Dharma Sastram ) by sri. SV. Radaha Krishna Sastrigal – Sri Surabhi Publication. (Fifth Chapter pages 166 to 242)
    b. அபர ப்ரயோகம் ( Apara Prayogam ) by ‘Anna’ . Enough if you read only the summry in Tamil given after every veda mantras
    for each day’s cermoney .
    c. பார்வண ஸ்ராதப்ரயோகம் (Parvana Sradha Prayogam) by sri . Soma Deva Sarma. ( This deals largely with the procedure for diong sradha & lists the do’s and don’ts during Sradha . The whole may not be useful to you in these 13 days days. yet the rationale portion and
    the procedure explained will be helpful )
    All three are available in either Bhavani Book Centre West Mambalam or Giri Trading Mylapore.

    02. I am a fan of your witings since your blog on your Grand Ma ( the great lady Meenakshi) and have also been a critic of you.
    Incidenatally I share the year of birth with your divine dad and am able to apreciate all that you have written about him.
    Let me sum up saying “To live in the hearts of those whom we leave is not to die”. The blessings of your divine dad will always be on you all.

  40. prasad Avatar

    Nice write up. It reminded my father. He is a karma-yogi, May soul rest in peace. Our deepest condolences to you and family
    – prasad

  41. Sameer Avatar

    Hi Ashok,
    Deepest condolences.
    God bless his soul.
    And thanks for sharing. As a distant ,often disconnected, colleague it helps to connect at a deeper level .
    -Sameer Rawal

  42. Shiladitya Avatar

    Beautifully written and gives a great glimpse of a person’s lifetime.

  43. Shankar Ramachandran Avatar
    Shankar Ramachandran

    Dear Ashok, Condolences. A very touching tribute reminiscent of the one you wrote for your Patti. The ritual of keeping our beloved parents’ head on one’s lap does break one’s mental reserve. I simply could not bear it when my brother was doing the final rites. My prayers are with you and family. After the departure of a loved one, we feel a vacuum. Hopefully time will heal. Shankar

  44. pradeep ck Avatar
    pradeep ck

    so well written…. prompts the reader to celebrate the glory of the life that was, than to mourn the passing….

  45. Nisha Avatar

    Deepest condolences, Ashok. Such a beautiful and moving tribute to a great dad, reading this makes me feel the great loss in not having had the opportunity to meet this wonderful person. Thank you for sharing. Prayers with you and family at this time.

  46. Saraswati Avatar

    Hearfelt condolonces Ashok. Your post comes at a time when i have just lost my father (on the 16th) and grappling with the loss. The family struggle and sacrifices that you have mentioned, is true for that generation.

    May your father’s soul rest in peace!

  47. Purnachandran Nair Avatar
    Purnachandran Nair

    Dear Krish,
    My heartfelt deepest condolences. Wishing for immense strength to you and your family.

  48. H.Saikumar Avatar

    Dear Ashok
    My deepest condolences but i always remember your fathers smiling face always

  49. Shobhana Balasundaram Avatar
    Shobhana Balasundaram

    My sincere condolences.. Thank you for sharing this with us.. This story will always stay with me.

  50. Harini Avatar

    My deepest condolences, Krish Ashok. A poignant tribute in one of your best mediums.

  51. Aditya Nagarajan Avatar
    Aditya Nagarajan

    Heartfelt condolences to you and your family sir!!

  52. Venkatarengan Rajaram Avatar
    Venkatarengan Rajaram

    On going through your piognant post again, I wish to add the following, particularly referring to your lines about the ritual reading
    ” I , as the eldest son, has to hold his head in my lap……………..”. True, it is a very tough moment indeed . (I could not bear this moment when I did it, even though I was 55+ / 58+ then. Doing this for one’s mother is still heart breaking).
    The belief is, any one is happy and comfortable to meet his /her end lying on son’s lap, the most comfortable / care free place.
    As we were unable to give this comfort @ their last moment, (for so many genuine reasons), to the one who gave all his /her comforts to us , we are asked to do that ritualistically.
    For the childless or orphaned, our faith is that “Shiva” does this. To avail this comfort only many such, choose to go to place like Thiruvaiyaru, Sri Vanchiyam etc. in the South or Kasi in the North, and spend the rest of their lives there praying for such a comfort from Shiva.

  53. motog3gandhraid Avatar

    Krish, I have been following you from the “Indianizing the Facebook Like Button” days… and this, somehow, hit me…. probly coz I see a GAK in me… and like felt warm… to know that there are really people like that… and also that… the carbo-hydrated – nitro-calcium…. is not shasvatham…

    “This Too Shall Pass”…

    Thanks A Lot

  54. Rajini Kumar Avatar
    Rajini Kumar

    My heartfelt condolence. May his soul rest in peace.

  55. Sumanth Raman Avatar
    Sumanth Raman

    Wonderful tribute Ashok. Very well written. My sincere condolences. RIP.

  56. DubiousMove Avatar

    Very well written, Ashok. I am sure that his legacy lives on in the three of you, spurring you into doing things out of the ordinary.

  57. Nishnu Avatar

    Ashok- condolences to you and your family at this tough time. We lost my paati earlier this year and your essay really moved me. You’ve captured the essence of your father so beautifully. I hope your son grows up knowing what a great thatha he had the good fortune of getting to know.

  58. Anand Natarajan Avatar
    Anand Natarajan

    Heartfelt Condolences!

  59. Thirunavukkarasu Narayanan Avatar
    Thirunavukkarasu Narayanan

    My heart-felt condolences to you on your great loss

  60. Vidya Avatar

    Heartfelt condolences Krish. I’m sure ‘Kutti Ambi’ and ‘thatha’ will always live in the memories of the people whose lives he touched.

  61. Kartic V Avatar
    Kartic V

    My deepest condolences to you and family. What a great and fitting tribute you have paid by writing this. Really feel sorry for so much of the difficulties he had to face and undergo but also admire the way by which he handled them with great strength. He must have been a tremendrous inspiration not just for your family but for all the people who would have interacted with him.

  62. Amit Avatar

    Sorry to hear about your loss Krish. He rests in peace in a place where worries cease to exist. He must be a proud father. Take care!

  63. Kala Avatar

    My Condolences to you and your family.

  64. G.S.Subramanian Avatar

    Thanks Krish for such a wonderful tribute to your father. I came to know of this few days ago and it was a shock. My mother and your grandfather were cousins. I remember Kutty Ambi from the Gopalasamudram days when as a boy of ten, I would be there to spend a few days during my school vacations. I met him a couple of times after I settled down in Chennai after retirement. The same smiling youthful face and the deep voice that resonated with genuine affection and warmth greeted me whenever I met him. A genuine person who touched the hearts of all those who have had the good fortune of meeting and knowing him. My heartfelt condolences to your family.

  65. girish jayaraman Avatar
    girish jayaraman

    He was real karma-yogi. Excellent writing with deep thought and clarity. He was my role model from my adolescent days. Heart fet condolences to all in the family

  66. Mathew Avatar

    Codolences.I am a silent reader of your blog .
    I particularly liked this one because it reminds those of us whose fathers are no longer with us about our loss.
    Thanks for sharing.
    I am a friend and was a colleague of Mr Madhavan Nair.

  67. Lakshmi Mareddy Avatar

    Very touching and heartfelt write-up Ashok. Unfortunately all our RIPs may be too trite to give you solace. You have captured a moment and slice of Indian history, of parents’ sacrifices to make the way for our way of life now, excellently. There are echoes in all our minds, as we read the article. And yes, if we measure aishwaryam through money, its one equation. But good deeds, helping nature, kala poshanam etc. also has value, though not immediately tangible. God Bless.

  68. Abhinav Avatar

    Deepest condolences sir. I don’t have any words or knowledge to write something that eases up the pain of such a big loss. I hope you and your family will cope up. Life and death are the biggest forces that can change the life course of the others around the one who left. They way you have written, I am sure, you will keep making your father happy, wherever he has gone.

  69. Anusha Avatar

    Hello DJSJ,
    I’ve been silently following your blog for a few years. I cannot remember who led me here, but I am thankful. I get email updates, and I honestly did not really remember your name- I’m just always excited when I see that I have an email from ‘Doing Jalsa and Showing Jilpa’. I’ve shared, and spread your word. This post though. I lost my dad early last year, and I’ve struggled to write about it. I feel like it’s all building up, and a few years hence, I will have the words to talk to the world about the wonderful wonderful person he was. I’m also scared I’ll forget, and won’t be able to write in a few years. I too was amazed by the people who showed up for his ceremonies- the number and their kindness.
    I love the tone you take, and the way you pepper your telling with the generalities and the specific quirks and stories that made your father who he was to you. Our relationships with our parents are so many things, and you’ve written about all those little things that frustrate and irritate in the way that they always seem in retrospect, when you can’t enjoy their sweet bitterness anymore- with affection, and with respect and admiration. My parents too have given me the freedom to meander in life the way your parents did. It shows, in your writing. It is a gift, the best they could probably have given us. Thank you for this post. 🙂

  70. hungryvagabond Avatar

    Ashok, thank you for sharing this.

  71. Kanmani Avatar

    Heartfelt condolences, Mr. Krish. My heart goes out to you and your family.



  72. ganpy Avatar

    Deepest Condolences Ashok.
    Your post brought so many images of a man whom I have never met, but by the time I finished reading your ode, somehow felt I had known him.
    As diminishing as it may seem to write an obituary for a parent who is no more, narrative fallacies notwithstanding, if you can even muster the courage & composure to give shape to your grief & memories through words like you have beautifully done here, then I guess the alternative of not doing it at all may be even less helpful in the process of grieving. At least, that’s what I think.
    Strength to your family!

  73. Thaths Avatar

    I am very sorry to hear of your father’s passing away. My deepest, and heart felt wishes of solace and comfort to you and your family.

  74. Bharath Ramakrishnan Avatar
    Bharath Ramakrishnan

    Condolences on your loss, Ashok. Your father’s is an inspiring story of selflessness, commitment to work & family, perseverance and hard work. Strength to the entire family to get over this loss.

  75. Janani Avatar

    My deepest condolences for your loss Krish Ashok. What a beautiful tribute to your father! May his soul rest in peace. My father & father-in-law are also 1944 born..and both are inveterate photographers chronicling family history though the years. Your tribute brought to the fore something that has been on the fringes of my consciousness…the time with our parents is now limited and we need to listen their stories before its too late.

  76. joepositive Avatar

    I am sorry for your loss, but glad to see you writing again.

  77. Nitasha Avatar

    I am so sorry to hear of your loss Ashok, my heartfelt condolences. May his soul rest in peace. As you said, he sure does live on in the hearts of the people he touched and many more, like me, for whom his life is an inspiration! Thank you for pouring out your heart and sharing his journey…

  78. Violet Avatar

    I am very sorry for your loss, Ashok. Thank you for sharing your father’s remarkable journey with all us readers. May his soul rest in peace.

  79. mentalexotica Avatar

    Reblogged this on Part-broken, Part-whole.

  80. priyamt Avatar

    Heartfelt condolences. A well written tribute !

  81. sam Avatar

    Heartfelt Condolences to you and your family Krish.

    1. Dr.v.sounderarajan Avatar

      Dear Ashok Heartfelt Condolence to you and your family.I love your father very much because He is the Harmless Character, is a real miss for every one.

  82. Sangamithra Kal Avatar

    Sorry for your loss

  83. Prabhu Avatar

    Ashok, lurker here posting a first comment. Condolences on your loss.

    I suppose it would have been like your father to dispense wholesome financial advice to the Nigerian prince along with the $20?

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  85. Sriram Subramanian (@sriramhere) Avatar

    Deepest Condolences. I can relate to your lines ‘ will forever be alive because he touched more people’s lives than I realised’, having lost my dad recently. May be it’s a cruel irony that we tend to appreciate something after we no longer have that.

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