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By
Dr.Pradeep Apte
Prelude
(As narrated to me by Mr Hanskumar Jain s/o Late Mrs Palakmati Jain and
derived from
Handwritten notes by her in the last days)
There are some revealing events in life which occur quite rarely and if you have been a
close witness to the event, then you must share it with others. Such events apart from
being rare are also very subtle in their nature and many a times go unobserved. Birth and
death are two very common events that we see occurring every day, the one of arrival and
the other of departure. Usually these do not mean much to you unless the people involved
are very close to you, then you celebrate birth and mourn death. This is the conventional
way of going about it, but after being a close witness to the demise of my mother, I felt
that this dreaded thing called death could also be a celebration, a celebration of Nirvana.
Those last days, those last moments, the way she lived through them with a stoic calm
can stand as an outstanding ideal for all our coming generations. Thus, I felt that this
Nirvana which I saw would be worth sharing with others as one day or the other we all
have to inevitably confront death.
Before we come to those last days let us have a brief overview of Palalmati’s life. It was
on Thursday, 20th February 1936, that the couple Gulabchandji and Anokhibai was
blessed by a daughter. This beautiful little baby was their third child and born in a small
quiet town called Khandwa in the state of Madhya Pradesh, India. They named her
‘Palakmati’ which means like a flower petal, and indeed she was like a fair, tender, flower
petal. Unfortunately, she lost her mother at a very early age, but ‘Bhaiji, her father, left no
stone unturned in showering all the love that he could on her. She had a regular schooling
up to 5th standard, there after her elder sisters trained her well in domestic work. Apart
from this she also imbibed the traditional ways life that were prevalent in those times and
above all was the strong backdrop of the Jain religion which got ingrained in her.
At the age of 19 she was married to Sitabchandji, the third son of Seth Gulabchandji of
Pandhana. Palakmati was very determined to get herself educated to the utmost, after
finishing all her day to day work she would read a lot of books. This reflected in her
overall behavior and thoughts which almost conveyed the feeling that she was highly
educated. She was very enthusiastic and ambitious about her children getting the best
education and touching the highest of the high. This she felt towards not only her own but
towards all children and it could be seen in the happiness that shined in her eyes on
hearing about the success of anyone. To day whatever I have achieved and to whatever
position I have reached in my profession and life, I owe it to her, in fact this applies
equally to my two younger brothers and sister as well, we all owe it to her! She showered
her immense love on all the daughter-in-laws that came in this family, faultfinding or
criticizing them was not in her nature.
In order to evaluate anybody one good means is to have a look at the traditional
background or the conditioning of their parents and in the case of our mother Palakmati
we imbibed a lot from her which has stood in good stead to all of us throughout our lives.
Take the example of our sister who, after the untimely demise of her husband in a car
accident, had to struggle a lot to rehabilitate herself and her family. During this period of
struggle her loving mother stood by her, in fact she derived all her strength from her and
could manage to live through it all with a smile. It is this strength to face calamities with
a smile that we have learnt from our mother that has placed all of us well in life and
would continue to do in the coming days.
Palakmati, although very strong minded could not escape the vagaries of the body
through ill health, which at times made her quite helpless. It was thirty years back that
she was first afflicted by Cancer a much dreaded and incurable disease. But, due to her
strong will she pulled out of that disease then and life went on as usual in her cheerful
self. During difficult financial situations in the family she very strongly stood by her
husband which was a great moral support to him. Although married, she never forgot the
responsibility of attending on her father whenever the time, opportunity and situation
demanded.
It was about six to seven years back that the cancer which had afflicted her in the past
started spreading to other parts of the body. Despite of the pain and discomfort that she
was undergoing during this period, she never made it obvious. She continued her working
ability and maintained the smile on her countenance, which was purely due to her strong
willed nature. Her health started deteriorating from the beginning of January 2008 and
things became worse on 21st January when she was admitted to the Intensive Care Unit.
We never knew then that the stage was set for us to witness one of the most unusual
dramas in life, so close to us and so memorable to be.
At 8 am the operation began and was over in about an hour, a tube was inserted and now
she had lost her voice. Gradually the effect of anesthesia started wearing off and by
nightfall she was in her usual self. She took a pen and piece of paper lying around on the
table near her and these were the first words she wrote:
Do not switch on the heater, in the morning there was a current flowing from it.
No talking anymore now.
O Lord, give me so much strength that my faith in you may not deter.
Then further...
The doctor had come; I am feeling very uneasy and distressed.
Now the time had come…Palakmati knew very well that it had come…what was at the
back of her mind thirty years ago… the time for it had arrived. She recollected that she
had thought about it when she was first inflicted by cancer, but then she had intuitively
felt- not yet, it could not be yet, her family needed her and she had to live. She did live
through it all these years, but now she felt the job was done, let the children do what was
medically possible, she had made her resolve.
The children had been brought to see her she wrote:
Do not bring children here,
No talking anymore, I have to write only.
Her grandson Anurav was suffering from a cold, so she wrote
Do give Anurav the special masala tea for his cold.
To a close visitor Reena Bhabhi she wrote:
Utter the Namokar loudly.
Why she loved the Namokar mantra so much? Jains throughout the world chant
this great incantation (mantra) with full faith and belief. Through this mantra one invokes
the soul, not any individual. It has five lines:
This means:
(1) I bow before the Arihantas. ( Paying homage I convey my veneration to the
conquerors of Karmas.)
(2) I bow before the Siddhas. ( Paying homage I convey my veneration to the
perfected and liberated souls.)
(3) I bow before the Acharyas. ( Paying homage I convey my veneration to the
leaders of Jain order.)
(4) I bow before the Upadhyayas. ( Paying homage I convey my veneration to the
teachers of the scriptures.)
(5) I bow before all the Sadhus. ( Paying homage I convey my veneration to all the
mendicants/monks in the world.)
Sincerely, done, this fivefold veneration to pure souls wipes away all sins, it is the most
auspicious.
To another visitor:
The Pudgal (gross matter body) has to bear the pain; you all are attending on me.
In Jain philosophy anything that does not have life or a conscious is Ajiv. Ajiva literally
means without a soul and therefore, they cannot accumulate any karmas. They have no
birth, death, pleasure, or pain; they are achetan (inert). Ajivas are divided into the
following five categories:
(1) Dharmastikay (Medium of Motion).
(2) Adharmastikay (Medium of Rest).
(3) Akashastikay (Space).
(4) Pudgalastikay (Matter).
(5) Kal (Time).
The word ‘Pudgal’ is made up of two terms: Pud means supplement (addition) and Gal
means disintegration (division). In other words, what continuously changes by
supplementation and/or division is called Pudgal or matter. All matter in the universe are
called Pudgals.Pudgal has form or shape, Pudgal can be experienced by touching,
tasting, smelling, or seeing. Like Jiva, Pudgal is also mobile; the karman particles that
attach to our souls are also Pudgal. Pudgal can only be divided and subdivided to a
certain extent that it is not possible to further subdivide it.
In the room, while two of her daughter-in-laws were disputing as to who would stay there
she wrote:
Do not pressurize any individual to sit here and attend on me, I am quite alright alone.
To Dr Vidya she wrote:
Let only that much consciousness remain in me that I may remember God.
Dr Vidya replied:
Your consciousness is an unusual one and worth appreciating.
She then wrote a message to all of us:
You all do not be afraid, consider the soul to be distinct from the body; do not hold on
to any attachments.
Then she wrote to me when I expressed my inability to see her suffering:
Hansu, you say that you cannot see me suffering, but my understanding is that I don’t
believe myself to be the body anymore and reside in the soul only and I pray for this
understanding to remain.
The body is the body and cannot be done away with, she continued to suffer and bear all
the pain. To Anurav, she wrote:
Do not hold on to attachments with us, you build your future like your father.
Then for all of us she wrote:
This being and living has come alone, let it go by. I ask for forgiveness from all of you,
please forgive, let my good deeds remain and let the children benefit from the rewards
of these good deeds.
In Jainism forgiveness is a virtue, Jains feel that the values like love, joy and peace can be
achieved only through caring for others, understanding the pain of others and reaching
out to other human beings. Anger, confusion, egoism and intolerance cause harm to one's
self and to the 'other'. But the negative energies suffocate, choke, distress and disturb.
Love should not be in the form of words alone. It should reach out to people who need
peace, mercy, joy, comfort, sympathy, food, clothing and medicines. This is love in its
active, not passive manifestation, but true love is forgiveness for self sake.
Her struggle continued and she used to feel quite uneasy she wrote to Purnima, her
daughter:
I think this uneasiness that I feel has been sent to give me something to keep you
awake, stay till the doctor comes and tell him about the uneasiness
Further commenting on her children:
It is only after performing many a meritorious deeds that we are bestowed with such
children.
She always had the highest regard and respect for religion, that is what made her strong
and that is what also made her take up the ultimate resolution.
I am telling all this as long as the consciousness is there in me, the day I am free from
consciousness you must keep reciting the religion, and always have the ‘Jinvani’ close
by like carrying it in a bag.
Despite of being in tremendous pain and feeling the enormous uneasiness, she always
maintained the strong desire to hear the ‘Namokar’
We all then wrote a special note for her:
To our respected mother Palakmati,
By holding the thought ‘my family, especially Hanskumar, cannot bear to see my
suffering’ you are getting trapped into attachments and feeling guilty about your
sickness that you are causing us all this trouble and therefore you repeatedly ask for
forgiveness.
Religiously speaking this is not correct; whatever teaching you have imparted to us
in life, only the rare ones get. We have learnt to stand up strongly in difficult
situations from you; probably that has been the key to our progress and success in
life.
You must remove this thought from your mind that your illness has been a cause of
trouble and botheration to all of us. Actually had there been anyone else in your
place we have served him with the same dedication as towards you. This is what we
have learnt from you and we would continue to do so in the future as well.
In your present condition, do as you best please to do without holding on to any
attachments or burden on your mind. Although seeing all this suffering does
sometimes shake our faith in God, but then this is what destiny is all about, the
inevitable.
In fact you should forgive all of us if we have erred and give us your blessings to be
strong enough to face all calamities in life and emerge victorious in all endeavors. It
is due to the consequence of your teachings imparted to us that to-day the whole
family stands united in this difficult period. So, you just drop all attachments to the
family and immerse yourself in the love that you hold for God, into the resolution of
Nirvana that you have made. Babuji has also with all firmness given consent for this
resolution of yours.
It would be helpful to still have the tube in your throat as it would enable us to clear
the phlegm that accumulates there. This would make your breathing easier and you
could comfortably chant the name of God. If you agree you may call the nurse to
carry out the aspiration.
We always remain to await your blessings
Hanskumar,Priti,
Anurav and Ayushi
Palakmati wrote:
I have to enter the domain that transcends the body, Hansu cannot see me suffering.
All this medical treatment is not of my soul, I am determined to maintain a state of
impartiality towards everything. Renouncing everything I now reside in the soul.
You must relieve Babuji after 5 PM, call the Nurse…
Then I told her that do hold any attachments towards only then would you be able to find
peace in residing in your soul.
She wrote:
Please forgive me, all ask for forgiveness from all; this journey of my life is going to be
successful. The body has to bear the effects of my deeds, I am not attached to it
amymore and now reside in my soul.
I was feeling uneasy in the night, the after the doctor did the aspiration I am feeling
better.
Kallu’s wife had come and I don’t know what happened but the pain increased, please
don’t misunderstand my pain. She forgot her own grief of kaka’s death and came to
see me. I hold no attachments, but this weakness that I feel is not in my hands.
She had that yearning to listen to the words of Jain Muni Vidyanand, now that her resolve
had become firm, she could see the betrayal caused by deeds that was leading to so much
suffering:
My Karma is betraying me and I can feel it, I have a great longing to listen the words
that would lead to my salvation, in listening the words I can visualize Muni Vidyanand
Don’t leave the ‘Jinvani’ lying there on the sofa! Please treat it with respect!
The stranglehold of time is very strong, how long can one hold on…
Tell Priti to get me the works of Muni Sri Charitrasagar lying in the almirah.
I can see all these temples now…
Please do maintain some cleanliness around here call the nurse and tell her to change
the bed sheet which is getting dirty.
And please do not give my water without filtering it through the cloth.
I am going to defeat this suffering; I pray that I have enough strength to not deter
from the spiritual path… I give up everything.
The sallekhana (death in Samadhi) practice of dying in Jain culture, especially as
prescribed for ascetics, has been an inspiration for all Indians from times immemorial,
through legend and widespread observance. It is similar in tone and tenor to Krishna’s
retreat into the forest after the fulfillment of his work as an avatar, to offer himself as a
sacrifice to the unknown hunter’s arrow.
Sallekhana is sacred death observed only at the end of a full life chosen with dignity,
when faced with imminent departure through old age or sickness, with the sanction of
religious authority and one’s family. It involves fasting unto death, with the choice of
quitting the fast at any time if the person has changed his or her mind. The place of
undertaking this rite is usually a sacred site where many in the past have similarly
embraced death as a conscious and controlled spiritual act. It calls for meditation upon
the true nature of Self, until the life force merges into the unknown, in what is known as
‘samadhi’ death, or dying while immersed in meditation.
Throughout her illness Palakmati always insisted on maintaining body hygiene and
cleanliness around her. Apart from this, her residing in the spiritual or religious mood was
almost constant.
Let death come when it has to come, I am determined to bear all the pain of the body
but I shall not deviate from my objective and maintain an impartial outlook in these
last moments that I have to live.
Please speak softly, I can now visualize Muni Sri Vidyasagar, I like his words, he
prompts me to meditate on God and remain there.
To Sandeep and Rashmi who came to meet her
To see you both happy and smiling gives me tremendous peace, both of you must spend
your life like that only.
Palakmati wrote:
I do not want anything anymore; I have a great thirst for gradually reducing the intake
like the Muni’s do it towards the end. During these last moments I wish to be
completely immersed in Religion, please do not talk of anything else.
I want to go home, as to where I shall stay that you people decide.
There is no discrimination against women as such in the observance of sallekhana, and
many women ascetics are known to have willingly embraced death in this manner. At the
same time, samadhi deaths of nuns and male householders are simple and personal
affairs, compared to the recognition and veneration accorded to monks who may have
made a major contribution to the sangha in life, as in death.
Facing death with a detached attitude, mind wholly fixed on a spiritual purpose; there are
five transgressions to be strictly avoided. Persons undertaking sallekhana must not seek
to delay death; there must be no desire to hasten death; death must not be feared; there
must be no remembrance of friends and relatives at that stage; and above all, there must
not be hankering after particular rewards after death. It maybe householder or ascetic, the
person seeking death in this manner should not be afflicted by disturbance or obstruction.
in any manner. All ties to family and friends being terminated along with doubts, fears
and attachment to desires.
Pakakmati wrote:
I ask for forgiveness from all
Dr Vidya asked: What do you feel like? Do you feel better with the Oxygen?
I have nothing in my mind, I accept what everybody says, you ask them all and decide.
Dr Vidya: If after the reduction of medicines you feel better we can take you home, today
we shall reduce the medicines.
The later:
Are you writing a book? Everybody’s life is like a book, a book and written by a pen,
the ink at times is colorful and at times in black and white, everybody’s…
This day would pass away sleeping, I don’t want to move as movement causes pain, I
don’t want to deviate from my resolution... I want to go home…freedom from this
phlegm and urination… I can hold on to my resolution even at home.
I want to die peacefully, let only the oxygen remain, renounce the saline bottle.
To day that elderly lady from Kanchan bag had come, she advised me to renounce the
saline bottle, probably that is causing the congestion of the phlegm.
On her expressing the desire to remove the saline bottle I said:
I don’t think it is appropriate to stop the saline bottle; it’s a source of fluids and energy.
Still if you wish to home arrangements for it can be made there as well…
I have no wish anymore; I will accept whatever you decide.
She had this strong wish to renounce the saline bottle, but when we all tried to convince
her to continue, she left it on us.
Anyway if things have to continue here let it be so, let this hospital room be my temple
and let all religious discourses go on here.
Palakmati wrote:
Let me tell you about my life, I lost and gained a lot according to the circumstances,
but now it is all dissolution, this body is heading towards dissolution. Despite of
carrying this diseased body for so many years, at any cost I do not want to lose my
religious attributes, let me be strong in my resolution and take it to completion.
About Dr Manish Kaushal she wrote:
He takes great care of me and I feel as though he is a part of my family. It is only the
fortunate ones who get the happiness of such care.
Further:
I feel this heat, this burning and bitterness in the throat please don’t give this water in
which cloves have been added. Please do not take any trouble for me, even if you won’t
come it wouldn’t matter, I do not wish anybody to be troubled for my sake.
This desire for the cold clove water still remains. Indeed this pit of desire is such a
terrible thing, we try to fill it up with so many things, yet it remains as empty as ever.
Dr Vidya said:
This enchanting smile of yours is indeed worth a millions for us, what is the secret of this
smile?
The secret of this smile is you people, you all who take such great care of me; I have
this wish to die smiling. What can I say? My body itself tells the story of my pain, but I
have decided that I would keep on smiling.
Palakmati felt:
I resolve not to hold on to any attachments anymore
To the nurse:
Get these hair cut and make trim them small and remove this phlegm that has got
stuck in the tube.
And:
I have the highest respect for the ‘Gandhodak’.
In Jains the bathing of idols is known as ‘Jalabhisheka’ and after that the idols are cleaned
with a wet cloth which is known as ‘Prakshal’. Going around the idol three times is the
‘Parikrama’ and along with are recited the ‘Prayer’. After finishing prayer one should
take the ‘Gandhodak’, which is the holy water collected after the ‘Prakshal’ and apply it
to one’s eyelids, forehead and so forth and recite:
‘This pure, clean and sacred water I offer you for destroying my cycle of life and death’.
She felt:
My Consciousness is in good condition, I am meditating on the Consciousness only.
Palakmati wrote:
Please call the nurse; I am feeling this tremendous burning, apply something cool, it is
becoming unbearable. I am trying my best to bear as much as I can, but this burning
in the throat and in the stomach too is terrible. Call the nurse and tell her to remove
this phlegm from the tube as well.
Despite of the agony she was living through her faith never deterred from her religion.
She constantly kept on listening to the ‘Panch Parmeshthi’ (Another name for the
Namokar mantra).
Shro wrote:
I meditate on the ‘Pancha Parmeshthi’.
And then she wrote only one word:
‘Pratikramana’
‘Pratikramana’ is actually a ritual that forms a part of the Jain festival ‘Payushana’. The
‘Payushana’ is an important Jain festival observed in August-September, usually the peak
monsoon time. Paryushana is a time of reflection on actions and meditation on the past
year. Paryushana is marked by strict observance of the ten cardinal virtues: forgiveness,
charity, simplicity, contentment, truthfulness, self-restraint, fasting, detachment, humility
and continence. During this festival, Jains of all ages visit the divine temples or
Upashrayas to listen to the discourses and readings of Kalpa Sutra. In the evenings, Jains
perform a kriya called Pratikraman, a form of meditation to reflect on spiritual
journey.The following is the prayer is said while doing Pratikraman:
This means:
‘I forgive (from the bottom of my heart without any reservation) all living beings (who
may have caused me any pain and suffering either in this life or previous lives), and I beg
(again from the bottom of my heart without any reservation) for the forgiveness from all
living beings (no matter how small or big to whom I may have caused pain and suffering
in this life or previous lives, knowingly or unknowingly, mentally, verbally or physically,
or if I have asked or encouraged someone else to carry out such activities). (Let all
creatures know that) I have a friendship with everybody and I have no revenge (animosity
or enmity) toward anybody.’
Palakmati was shifted from this hospital, which had a lot of hustle-bustle, to another local
hospital close by which was in a very quiet environment.
She wrote:
It is much cleaner and quiet over here, now I can peacefully attain ‘Nirvana’…
Pratikramana…
I can’t bear these lights and this heater too they cause so much heat and burning in my
body. Look at these bed sores I have developed by constantly lying down, please apply
some powder on this bruises.
I am feeling this terrible agony and pain but I must not deter... ‘Om Namokar’
It is almost 3 to 4 months that I have renounced food.
Tell Babuji to back home now
Please don’t talk loudly here, those who want speak loudly please go out
The saline bottle is about to finish
I would like to listen to the ‘Bhaktamar Puja’
The Bhaktamar stotra is the most the most famous of the Jain Sanskrit prayers. Its length
varies from 48 to 52 verses and was composed by Acharya Manatunga whose name
appears in the last verse. According to the Bhaktamar legends that are given in several
texts, the Jain monk Manatunga was chained and imprisoned by the local King Bhoja.
Manatunga composed his stotra (hymn) in the prison. With the completion of each verse,
a chain broke, or a door opened. Manatunga was free when all the verses were finished.
The first verse is
This means:
When the gods bow down at the feet of Bhagavan Rishabhdeva the radiance of the jewels
of their crowns is intensified by the divine glow of the nails of his feet. Mere touch of his
feet absolves the beings from sins. He who submits himself at these feet crosses the
mundane barriers of rebirth into the state of liberation. I convey my reverential salutation
salutations at the feet of Bhagavan Rishabhdeva, the first Thrthmkara, the propagator of
religion at the beginning of this era.
The last verse is:
This means:
O Jina! With devotion I have made up this string (panegyric) of your virtues. I have
decorated it with charming and multicoloured (words) flowers (sentiments). The devotee
who always wears it in the neck (memorises and chants) attracts the goddess of success
(attracts highest honour, the goal of liberation).
Palakmati had now become very weak, even to write anything was very difficult for her,
yet at times she wrote:
Please filter the water before giving to me for gargles.
This whole sickness stuck up inside is coming out now in the form of this phlegm.
This urination is wetting the clothes…
Remove this tube…
Pratikramana.
Palakmati wrote:
Everything has been stopped
Now who is going to carry all this rubbish home?
I see now only the path of Nirvana.
I said to her:
We will go home, if at all a drip has to be given I shall make arrangements at home.
She wrote:
At home, especially in the night it is going to be troublesome, here at least there is a
nurse to attend on me.
This saline drip is no use anymore; stop everything when we go home.
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