I am trying to do this fund raising to help one of our dear God-Sisters Jayadayini devi dasi and her two small twin children Shyam and Nidhu about 7 years old who lost their father His Grace Nrishinga Nitai Das early Sunday morning in Vrindavan, Mathura, India. The family lived in Vrindavan Dham serving Their Lordships, and Nrishinga Nitai prabhu loved serving the deities. He was a very devout pujari, and wherever he was whether in India or the US or anywhere, he would always go to the altar and do some pujari work. Jayadayini a professionally trained educator is working with her kids in their school. They need HELP! and this is a great opportunity for anyone wishing to help this beautiful family so the Kids can get good education and help Jayadayini to raise them as a single mother now. In Mother Jayadayini's own words, please read below:
(extracted from Jayadayini's post dated July 26th at 7:00 pm. EST)
"Today is the first day of the rest of my life. I am a mother. I am a widow. I am an aspiring devotee. I am a teacher. I will survive. But I am crying - my heart is broken... my dear sweet babies will grow up fatherless - I knew it would happen inside my heart, but still I hoped, we all hoped, that somehow we would find a way to have the transplant and carry on... Radharani had other plans, and She took Her pujari back to be with Her - he was suffering too much. Please understand - there was no Covid. He did not have Covid. He was however a victim of this pandemic in that the dialysis clinic closed after his last session on Tuesday the 21st as three Covid cases had been found among the dialysis patients. His nurse called him just after he got home, saying that she hadn't caught him in time to tell him in person. His first words were, oh no, but what will I do? She told him the clinic would open again on the 31st, and that he could come through emergency if he couldn't find another place to be treated. He got worried and got ready. Now in retrospect, I understand that he knew that he wasn't going to find another place in these days of Coronavirus. He went to see his dearest friends, one by one, he went to Yamuna and bathed and sat, chanting in the wind. He went to see his beloved deities in KB Mandir as he hadn't been since lockdown started in March, and sat in Their loving glance, saying goodbye. And then he tried to get dialysis, but he couldn't find a way. He left outside a hospital in Mathura, waving his super talented hand a last time at his friends who were fighting for his life. When he came home, he was already gone, but with a beautiful peaceful aura about him - no more suffering, no more sleepiness and pain. I love him, so much more than I can express, and I beg his forgiveness for all of the anger and frustration his illness gave me. Please bless your babies, dearest Baba, for they will be forever missing you... (extracted from Jayadayini's post dated July 26th at 7:00 pm. EST)"