Will never forget your birthday, as my nephew shares his wedding day with yours.

We met for a very short time but will never forget you. Be happy where ever you are.

Wish you were with us today. Feel like I didn't get much time with you. Memories of our time together at Jai Hind still flood my mind. You made a difference in my life. Miss you.

Vandy

First Mandakini Parihar Infertility CME

Dear Madam,

We cannot wish you "Happy Birthday" in person today like we do every year, neither we can eat your birthday cake you cut with us ever year.  But I look at the sky and my God read my heart, he said he will touch you with all my fellings and convey you my birthday wishes.  He will also convey you that we will meet once again where & when that he has already decided.

"Love you Madam"
"Miss you hardum" 

Our first musical program together. at Rang Shardha in Bandra. wonderful selection of songs and very good bonding with all our friends , right from medical college days.Was in a way a celebration of Mini's recovery from CLL. Plans were made to have a repeat program every year . But that was not to be. Have revived the idea , in memory of Mini, to be conducted on 3 rd Aug 2013.

Following article was written by Dr. Duru Shah in the IMS Journal of Mid-Life Health Jul-Dec 2012 edition.


Dr. Mandakini Parihar, Mandy for many of us, was born on 2 August, 1962 in Mumbai and sadly left us on 10 September, 2012 at a very young age of 50 years.

We all knew Mandakini as a beautiful, fair with long hair, lively, articulate lady who had befriended us and amazed us with her scientific knowledge, expertise, efficiency, and responsibility! She was a gift of nature to all Professional Organizations, as she was so well-versed with the Constitution and its laws. We all loved her for her assistance in entangling all the tangles, and bringing a beautiful product before us, may it be a workshop, a Continued Medical Educational program (CME), a conference, a consensus meeting, or a simple solution! The combination of her beauty and brains had won her the title of "Miss MBBS" at the L.T.M.G. Medical College! However, soft Mandakini seemed from outside she was tough from inside. She did not hesitate to speak her mind and would not tolerate any injustice without voicing her opinion, irrespective of the consequences.

I have had the good fortune of working with Mandakini on many programs especially during my Presidency at the Ferderation of Obstetric and Gynaecological Societies of India (FOGSI), my Presidency at the Indian Menopause Society, and my Chairmanship at the Indian College of Obstetrics and Gynecology. She was a solid rock behind me, and a large portion of accolades, which all these activities received, was due to her! I truly miss her as a wonderful friend, a great organizer and a soulmate whom I could talk to about anything!

It was sad to see Mandakini lose all those long tresses to chemotherapy and add many kilos with the huge amount of steroids that she received. Yet Mandakini did not lose her spirit - she met everyone, she joked about her triplets (the three medical pumps attached to her chest) and addressed the Navi Mumbai Obstetrics and Gynecology Society members with a beautiful oration on 10 lessons she learnt from her illness!

I was in constant touch with her during her treatment of almost 7 months in London, where she went for her bone marrow transplant. She had her highs and lows and the last time I spoke to her was about a week before her demise, when she told me for the first and the last time "Duru, I am tired, I am coming home, I miss all of you".

The family stood strongly besides her during her stay in London, encouraging her, supporting her, and keeping her company during those dreadful months of isolation and treatment. I salute them for their strength and love and compassion. During Mandakini's last days, they realized that there was not much available as support to people suffering from cancer. Keeping that thought in mind, they have dedicated a website www. copewithcancer. org in her memory through the MADAT Trust, which they have initiated for this very much-needed activity.

Mandakini, will live with us in spirit through this website, and will offer comfort and relief to those who need it the most. God bless her soul.


Duru Shah
Director, Gynaecworld-the Center for Women's Health, Consultant-Breach Candy Hospital, Jaslok Hospital, Sir Hurkisondas Hospital 
India

J Mid-life Health [serial online] 2012 [cited 2013 Jan 4];3:111. Available from: http://www.jmidlifehealth.org/text.asp?2012/3/2/111/104479

Tribute to our Mandy

“Time is a companion that goes with us on a journey. It reminds us to cherish each moment because it will never come back again. What we leave behind is not as important as how we have lived.”

I would like to pay tribute to a very dear friend, Dr. MandakiniPariharwho valiantly fought her battle with leukemia. I pray that God will allow me to be present as she is presented with her crown in glory just so that I might bask in the glow that it will cast off on those around her.

Dr. MandakiniParihar, was truly beautiful in all her multi-faceted dimensions. Her beauty emanated from her inner goodness, her resilience and her dedication...and had the indestructible quality that can only come from a life well lived. She was the Director, Mandakini IVF Centre, Mumbai; Senior Vice President of FOGSI, Chairperson of the Family welfare committee (2004-2009), and joint secretary of FOGSI (2003). She was a member of Governing council of ICOG for the second term, website co ordinator of FOGSI and ICOG websites, Past President of Navi Mumbai society and founder secretary Navi Mumbai chapter of IMS; Joint treasurer of Indian menopause society; Chairperson elect ISAR Maharastra chapter. She was able to hold these offices because she possessed commitment along with Courage and Character. In fact she was so committed that she continued working on Infertility Conference to be held in the month of November at Hyderabad even during her terminal illness! She was the editor of a number of  FOGSI Focus on contraception, Menopause, Infertility and books like PCOS, Rh Isoimmunization, etc. Has  contributed chapters in numerous books.,

To me it is a very sad loss of a very good friend I spent many great times with...one that will take long to come to terms with.She’s one of those friends who, over the years of my life, taught me what it means to be a true friend. No matter what the circumstances in life ….the good, the bad, the lovely and the not so lovely… she was always  there- strong, courageous and motivating.

She lived a vibrant life and that vibrance continues to reverberate in the many lives she came in contact with.  She is dearly missed by her husband Dr. AnandParihar, her two sons, Josh and Rushva, her mother and two sisters.

There was so much that we imbibed from her and so……

Let us resolve…

To exhibit courage- for she was a valiant warrior, who fought for what was right and also fought the disease with fortitude and courage.

Let us resolve…

…To smile in the face of adversity….. for her soul will find peace in our ability to get on with life and because she always said that she wanted to always see cheerful faces around her.

Let us also resolve….

To carry on the good work that she had initiated, so that her efforts find continuity and strength.

This moment is poignant with the realisation that we can never take for granted the many gifts we have been given. Mandy was indeed a gift to humanity, a beautiful human being, a great friend, a capable and skilled doctor and above all a human being par excellence.  

On behalf of everyone who is present here, I salute the life that she lived and her memory shall always be cherished by all of us whose lives she touched in her own special way.

Ask Jesus about her when you get to heaven, He’ll point out the mansion with the bright glow coming out of all the windows from all the jewels in her crown.

Let me borrow Elton John’s words to pay tribute to our dear Mandy-
“... you whispered to those in pain
Now you belong to heaven
And the stars spell out your name

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never fading with the sunset
When the rain set in
Your candle's burned out long before
Your legend never will”

She made us and so many other people happy. May this be the way that she is always remembered.

Dr. Mandakini,   Mini, Or Mandy for many, was born on August 2nd 1962, in Mumbai. She spent the early years of her childhood in different cities, Baroda, Rajkot, and Akola before settling down in Mumbai in 1970. Even as a child she displayed a sense of responsibility, and concern for all. When she was as little as 3 years old, she would walk 500 m alone to get 4 bottles of milk for the family. An incident, recalled by everyone with fondness and amazement.

She did her early schooling in “Little Angels High School” at Sion, where she learnt how to lead and debate amongst many other qualities that attribute to her character. She went on to join Jaihind College and then The LTTM hospital , Sion where she did her MBBS and begun her journey  into a career where she got tremendous joy and pleasure serving the people and bringing smiles on faces.

At LTMMC, she was  crowned “Miss MBBS”. A vivacious , bubbly personality, she always seemed to be doing everything “right” , getting good marks, performing her duties in the clinics and wards to perfection, while at the same time enjoying herself and being the life of every gathering . She had a unique ability of being able to make everyone feel that they knew her well and were close to her.

Sharing, Compassion, Understanding, selflessness were some of the qualities that stood her apart as a doctor and as a person. For a patient she spent hours, listening patiently and guiding them, assuring them that hope was not lost and they always had a friend in her to call if required. For friends she was a pillar of strength. Always there, guiding, laughing, sharing and most importantly bonding them. Their children called her “goody aunty” as she always had goodies for them at all times. They would approach her with all problems small and big, even the ones they could not share with their own parents. For family, she was the rock and the foundation, actually giving them extreme strength, support, positivity, and endless selfless love. There were times, when she was approached by people, a relative’s friend or a friend’s friend s friend, who needed some medical help. She would often guide them and even stand in surgery for them as support….. and these were people she didn’t know directly or was not very close to. Even in her difficult days in London, she was busy thinking about other people, and their needs. On many days she would make sure she had organized all the gifts that her friends, family, children would like.  She was busy trying to get her books and conference details in place, making sure she was perfecting the details as much as she could. She was an achiever and worked to get things meticulously organized. It was almost like she was ignoring her pain and working towards spreading her goodness everywhere…. Something she did to perfection.

 She was like glue…. She always stuck people together and stuck to them no matter what.

She got involved in FOGSI quite by accident – she was chosen by Dr Sadhana Desai as her Secretary General , at the very last minute. She enjoyed working with her so much that she decided to continue to work for FOGSI in different capacities. She had a very easy way of explaining stuff but she would spend a lot of time preparing her slides. Another unique aspect about her talks were that she never gave a lecture on a subject that she was not confident about. And she never rehearsed her talks – except for one non medical oration that she delivered at NMOGS conference.

 She loved to teach and from what I know , her students ( specially the first few batches at somaiya Medical college ) loved her too. She was a mentor to a lot of them.  She gave a lot into any relationship that she got into

She had an ability to be friends with different kinds of people , make all of them feel special , and all thought that they were her “ best friends”.

But she was also known to speak her mind , and any form of injustice , or wrong doing would not be tolerated by her quietly. It was very rare for her to not express her opinion  if she felt strongly about something , irrespective of the consequences.,

She was very passionate about the female child , and she was connected with various organizations which worked towards the upliftment of females and their empowerment.

Following her illness , and remission , she was very keen to start a counseling centre for the counseling of cancer patients and the carers, since she felt that they were very inadequately provided for . We, aim to provide this , in her memory , through the MADAT trust and www.copewithcancer.org

That was in january 2011, when I happened to speak with a distinguished personality in reproductive medicine, but unfortunately not knowing that it would be the last time. I said,"madam, Iam a student from belgaum, and a great admirer of you". She remembered her trip to belgaum, and the lecture she gave on PCOS, in belgaum. I told her,"madam, there is a lot of change in you, I was not able to recognize you for a moment". She smiled at my innocence. But she said, " see you again Siddharth." I dont know if she promised. But I wish I see her again, and let the biggest miracle happen, and the almighty send her back again, to take care of all of us. But my hope never dies, that one day, she will be back again. 

Mandakini and i joined our OG training in Sion hospital and for 15 days we worked together as house officers in the URB (VRB) unit. It was an all female unit and i have never felt so intimidated in my life before and since. What was worse is that our dear registrar Dr Mrs Ujjwala Bhamri ("Ujju" to the rest of the unit) clearly liked Mandy around 11 times more than me - and in retrospective honesty, for a several good reasons. Mandy was efficient in the wards, timely in the OPDs, looked fresh all day, finished her patient list and pre-ops well in time and not just that, seemed to find the elusive Fallopian tubes during post-delivery tubal ligations, at will. She could multi-task, time manage and look pretty all at the same time.I spent most of those 15 days hating Mandy as i have never hated a woman before or since. My spare time was spent in dreaming about plots to bring about her down-fall. Since none of those plots included concentrating more on my work, not wearing OT slippers in the wards and spending less time every other night in "Rasna Panjab", nothing changed. Ujju then went on study leave, Mandy moved to the other unit and boy, was i relieved !    

During our III MBBS i was pretty much in the library most afternoons and till late evenings. Mandy electrified the library 4 afternoons a week, if i remember well. Fixed place, second table from the left, looking outwards to the Railway quarters and the expanse of Dharavi beyond. Blame it on the Dharavee haat-bhatti smoke that marked 4 pm each day, dear Mandy would put her head down on the table and snooze for 15 odd minutes. Most of us regular library attenders knew this habit of hers. One day the wooden Toberlone shaped block that simply said "silence" ("silent" on 2 boards of the 8), there was a paper wrap on which was written in bold "I am meditating". I (choose to) forget how much it irritated Mandy. Twenty-eight odd years later i feel the pressure of my conscience to confess to the crime. But then conscience is that little voice which tells you "someone may be watching". So basically i am telling you guys something which I guess, Mandy knows by now.

After many days, I finally got down to writing…….it took me a while and now I am finally trying……

The last few weeks, have been a bit of a rollercoaster, a lot of ups and downs……how does one write, write when all I feel is pain, and more pain and sorrow. I have had so many thoughts, but now when I sit to write, my head is empty, as empty as my heart feels……

I lost my sister, my best friend and the person closest to me, who knew me the best, and understood me better than anyone…. Sometimes even my husband.

For the first few days, I kept telling Salil that she’s still around, I can feel her. His reply...” but you know she’s not, you don’t talk to her everyday anymore”...but the fact is that I did, I talked to her everyday…..I kept thinking she’s in London with Jinu and will be back soon…how my heart wanted to believe that …. My head knew otherwise, but the thought of not having her around, the pain of that thought was excruciating…I know she’s not around and with her she has taken such a large part of me …. It feels worse than losing a part of your body, cos with her seems to have gone a part of my heart and a bigger part of my soul….

The small things we did, coffee at moshes every time she was in town, small shopping sprees, our little meow (gossip) sessions, such meaningless little things   that had value only because we were together….the time we spent…we talked about everything, the small and big joys, the small and big problems. For me, she was a support, she listened when I needed, advised when I needed and even sometimes when I didn’t, laughed with me, cried with me….

How does one forget all that???? Everyone says time heals, and I am sure it does, but can it really repair or even recreate that part of the heart and soul that seems to have gone away with you????

I doubt it….. Mini I love you forever, and nothing, no one and no amount of time will ever fill the vacuum that you have created in my life… as in the lives of many others.
Love you always....... 

Today is aatham( the eighth day of Navratri), and for years now, almost a decade we have always met today, had lunch together , celebrated, prayed and talked together...... This year feels totally wrong. You are not there to pray with or to talk to or to eat with. 
Miss you tremendously today... as everyday..
Love you babes... always. 

MISS U MA’AM..

It is a month now & I am still to believe that you are no longer amongst us..

I have always admired u for the wonderful work you have done for your patients.. The endless hours you have worked with so much of patience, the number of books/chapters written & the lectures u gave.. OMG you were just fantastic..

You were a pillar of strength to many & so also to me..

I am extremely grateful for everything you did for me for the past so many years & also for Deepti during her surgery.....I could rely ONLY on U for this and I will  forever be indebted to you..

I am fortunate to have worked for you & to have known you..
  

A touching and elaborate tribute created by Dr. Anu Vig, Vice-President of the Navi Mumbai Gynec and Obs society, and presented at their annual conference

Thanks for sharing with us Mandy's impressive memorial site.Enclosed please find a picture that was taken in Salzburg . We will of course put it in the site. In this meeting Mandy gave a wonderful talk as always. We are flying next week to the U.S. for the annual ASRM meeting. We have made plans to meet you there but unfortunately this will not be possible anymore. I hope very much that we as the international friends and colleagues will find the time and place to honor and memorize her and her contribution to the Reproductive Medicine field.

r.

I first met Man­dakini (Mandy to us then), in 1982. Along with Deb and Par­gat, she pro­tected me from her other batch­mates, two years our senior, who were try­ing to rag us…as she also did my wife two years later…from me. I got to know her a bit over the years and a lit­tle more in my post-graduate days, when Anand was my reg­is­trar. I have known Anand more closely than Mandy, but as hap­pens with Sion­ites, despite the pas­sage of the years, there is always a cer­tain con­nect that con­tin­ues over the decades. It’s not fair for such a nice, warm and lovely per­son to have left this world so young…she still had so much to give and receive.

I am glad I couldn’t make it to her home last Tues­day. I want to pic­ture her in my mind as the lively, sparkling indi­vid­ual she was, not as one lay­ing still for­ever. The pic­ture that Meenal put up on Face­book is just right, as is the one on the Alumni of Sion­ites page…danc­ing away spirit­edly with­out a care in the world…and that is how I would like to remem­ber her.

One-third of us in the com­ing years will have some can­cer or the other…many of us will die. Coro­nary artery dis­ease and sud­den acci­dents will also strike some of us. All of these deaths will keep chip­ping away at the bound­aries of our lives, slowly telling us how unsure every­thing is and that sooner or later, our time will come as well.

And while walk­ing for 30 min­utes and exer­cis­ing will sta­tis­ti­cally help us lead health­ier lives, I some­times won­der whether it’s worth the effort at all or should we just be like the reader who emailed last week, “that’s why I smoke and drink. I get the same feel­ing (a runner’s high), from a flight of stairs”. This week frankly, I don’t really know!

In the end I guess, the best we can do is to lead good lives like Man­dakini, so that when we are gone, we are remem­bered well and missed like hell.

This was taken after we returned from the hike to Tiger's nest. She and nanan sat and had a picnic at the base , while the rest of us went up to the monastry (actually only halfway till the cafeteria!!! ) 

this is one of my favorite photographs of Mini, taken when we had gone to jaipur for a wedding.on all our trips she would be the one taking photos. I rarely took photos and she was constantly grumbling "you will not have enough photos to remember me by". LOVE YOU and MISS YOU SWEETHEART

MY FRIEND MANDAKINI

The text said –

She’s gone.  We were supposed to grow old together

I replied –

Yes. I’m heartbroken

Mini was a bright blaze of colour in our lives

A bird of paradise – exotic and eye catching,

Her ability to reach out and communicate extraordinary

The energy and drive to make a difference very unique

We took some time to become close

But the bond when it formed was strong and unshakable

We held hands through our stormy times

And laughed together when we met

The continents apart dissolved in an instant

I remember

Late night conversations when MSN first appeared

We shared ourselves and our lives and grew together

She said to me

Remember always- you are unique and special

Even if others cannot see it, you must not forget that

It was an exhortation she lived her life by

Mini was at the heart of so many patterns in the tapestry of so many lives

Dearly beloved to us all

We will miss

 Her beauty and her glamour

Her fabulous taste

Her fighting spirit

But above all

Her ability to care and love so many

The footprints she has left in our hearts are indelible.

Anand

You were her rock

Your love for her deep as the ocean

You have looked after her all your life together

But the last two years

You gave your body and soul

Time and tears

Engulfing her with all that was humanly possible to give

And then multiplied it many times over and more

To keep her here with us all

Your relationship is an inspiration to all who knew you both

Mini had her guardian angel ‘Anand’

To hold her hand and carry her through the bad times

She was especially blessed.

Rushva and Jash

She loved you dearly and was so proud of you

It will be difficult to imagine a life without her beside you

But remember

She is there in the breeze that ruffles your hair

In the stars that twinkle at you in the night

In the fiery beauty of the setting sun

Above all

In the love and wise counsel

That she embedded in every cell of your body with her love

I know you will go being a credit to her

And make her immensely happy and proud

Wherever she is watching you from

Much love and hugs

Jyoti

Mini,

It is almost a month, but I’m still unable to accept the reality that she has gone, gone forever; always
hoping that some miracle will bring her back.

When someone departs, one would have good and bad memories attached to that soul. One would
generally erase the bad ones, and only remember good ones, but I have nothing to erase and have only
good memories which I can cherish all my life.

When we went to see her before she left for London, she was so positive, and so were we, that now she
will be completely cured of her disease, not knowing what nature had in store for all of us. This was no
age to go.

I saw her. I called her and said, “This was not your time to leave us”. She smiled. I told her again “You
know how dependent I am on you”. She smiled again and said “I will always be there for my brother. I
am going to be your Guardian Angel.”

Though she was seven years younger, she was more like an elder sister, always supportive, caring and
loving, no matter what the circumstances. During my hospitalization, which was around the same
time as Mama’s, i.e. Mini’s father, she and Anand were there every single day to ensure that I was
comfortable. After my surgery, she held my hand to assure me that nothing was going to go wrong. I had
barely gained consciousness. I told Mini, “Will you promise me something?” to which she immediately
said “Yes.” I told her, “Please promise me, that in my next life, you will come as my elder sister,” and she
said, “Yes, of course!”

My relatives/friends, who were not acquainted with Mini, wondered why I would ask Mini for all my
medical problems, as she was a Gynaecologist. I would always say that, “I will never look beyond Mini
& Anand, and that you have to interact with them to find out the reason why.” Then a relative, who
had a problem in the family, was put in touch with Mini, and she immediately realised the reason, and
that was not surprising at all, as Mini was like that. She has stood for surgeries for people unknown to
her and that too without any expectations. She was always ready to help anyone, even while she was in
hospital, in London. Even in her e-mails, SMSes and phone conversations, she made her grave situation
seem very light. There was always a positive tone in her voice and never did she complain even once.

As a child, I was told that when someone leaves the world, they become a star in the sky. I am sure
that this star must be shining somewhere in the sky, but I’m still hoping that this “Angel”, this “Star”
descends upon us soon. I was certainly blessed to have her as my sister.

Mandakini continued to work even while she was undergoing chemotherapy and radiated her positivity 

her ashes were set free in the arabian sea at Akshi, one of her favorite locations, in the presence of her loved ones

after immersing her ashes in the sea, we planted some flowering plants , something that would grow and spread a sweet fragrance like she did in our lives

After immersing her ashes in the sea at Akshi , we planted some flowering plants in our farmhouse , something that would grow and spread a sweet fragrance like she did in our lives

The crisp paper dosa was her favorite meal and she liked it best at Chota Saroj in Chembur. she also loved the crisp dosas that Raju would prepare for her. Dosa was a comfort food for her ,along with chocolates and ice cream

one of her favorite places AKSHI , where we have a small house . That was where she was " at peace" and where we immersed her ashes

Mandakini was very happy with the nursing care she recieved at Royal Free Hospital. She was very impressed by the sensitivity , empathy and professionalism exhibited by the nurses. She grew very fond of some of them as did quite a few of them of her.

probably the last photo when she was not the shortest amongst us , I think in all subsequent snaps even Jash overshot her ! 

she loved the kids with long hair, and me without any hair !!! This was one of her favorite photos

our dog Coco , had to be sent to his trainer when Mini had to recieve her chemotherapy. Coco was a completely spoilt BRAT - spoilt by Mini. After her chemo when her oncologist gave her permission she got him home , and you should have seen the homecoming - it was hard to decide who was happier Coco or Mini. He was her third son , it was always  Rushva, Jash and Coco . When she had to undergo chemotherapy again, we decided to send Coco to some friends. Today Coco is with our very dear friend Shilpa in Belgaum. And when Mini knew that Coco was going to Shilpas place she was at peace.

Dear mandakini madam,

Do you know why I am writing this letter to you because I know still you are there in your clinic. I came to meet you on December 2007 to have treatment for infertility, but you were too lucky for me because I conceived the same month without taking treatment. I  am worried about many ladies whoever is having not having child because you are not there to help them. And because of you, so many ladies have become mother of their child. Now nobody is there like you to help infertility mothers.


You are always in my heart.
I always remeber your face.
You are my role model.
You are beautiful, kind, brave, intelligent.

I am missing you lot.


         

We came to know Mandakini and Anand in the last few months.  Yet they have both  left an indelible impression and touched our lives. 

Mini has left so many little yet meaningul memories. Her joy in simple little things, a crispy dosa, a tiny stuffed paratha, silly and funny Indian films; Her kindness, her thoughtfulness, even when in pain and fever; Her bravery- I am sure she did not give up and  her thoughts were "Die not poor death, not yet canst thou kill me";  Her hopeful journey back to Bombay on 3 September with promise of returning to celebrate.

We also saw the love and support of her family. Anand cool, calm, collected unlfinchingly by her side and unstintingly willing to move heaven and earth to fulfil her slightest desires. 

Rupande and Anu, caring, loving rocks, tending to her smallest needs, raiding Holland and Barratt for their entire stock of protein bars.


We offer our deepest condolences and our thoughts are : "And soonest our best men with thee (death) do go. Rest of their bones-and soul's delivery". 


Rumma, Rajita and Shradha 

Mam ,i remember  u  when  we   first   met,     at a CME ,as a junior just   passed out   as a OBGY ,with     lots of dreams to do someting    different ,u were  my role   model ,i always   wanted   to be   like   u,  and b  y gods grace  i was able  to  my fellowship   in   reprodutive  medicine  under  yor  gudidence  and  mam  because of  u   only  i   was   able   to   do   my   felloship,  and i   remember  u  when ever i am   treating a   patient ,u   were so    humble    un selfish ,i have never   seen   u say  no  to  any   one  ,for    any   help   asked .    i feel  i  was  so luky    to   have u as   my   teacher, as aguide  ,as a  role model  MAY BE  U ARE NOT THERE  IN  PHISICAL  FORM  BUT U  WILL  ALWAYS  BE  THERE  WITH  ME  IN  THE  FORM  OF  THOUGTS,  U  R  TEACHINGS , WE  ALL LOVE  U  ,

Mandakini you shall be in our hearts as a vivacious,hearty,ever smiling friend.Your physical presence shall be missed sorely.Good people are dear to GOD . Sasikala Kola:(

Shocked to learn about this. If I remember, she was my classmate at JaiHind from '78 to '80. Lost touch after that. May her soul RIP.

   I was gearing up for the first interview of my life. I had an appointment scheduled with  Mandakini mam. Meeting her for the first time, I perhaps was the last person she had interviewed. Today exactly a year later, she is no more.  When she spoke to me that day she was an employer. Today when I saw her the last time, she was a mentor. It took me through an emotional roller coaster.  During ovum pickups, my shouting’s of '1st egg, 2nd egg’’ were, encountered by her encouraging reaction, trademarked with a thumbs up sign which will always be rooted in my psyche .Those pats on the back, those scolding for mistakes and the one liner funny interjections won’t be in the horizon. The dynamic persona of Dr Mandakini splintered into many memorable shades. And all of them summed up an institution into her. To all the members of FOGSI and ISAR she was an astute organizer and speaker, to all the prospective young doctors and gynaecologists she was more than a teacher, to aspiring embryologists like me she was an inspiration and to countless childless couples she was the last magical hope. Stepping into infertility management , Dr Mandakini had harnessed more than a decade of vast experience in IVF. This enormous baggage of infertility expertise was filled with success stories of many babies and mothers. However her successful journey was trespassed and cut short by a disease she fought gustily with. A smiling face with bubbling laughter attested by a desire to live imbibed with indolent will to serve the patients was an unassailable force in her which at one point seemed to defeat the demon she was diagnosed with. Her boundless energy which was instrumental in her devotion to IVF and infertility was beyond measure. Waiting ardently for her to spring a comeback, in the end she left us adieu, leaving behind an array of uncountable grieving hearts.

   Too wonderful people are like treasures. They shine and illuminate so brightly that even god decides to treasure them. But they continue to shine with their unforgettable memories.

 




























































 

The first face I saw when I came into this world!
The face that I remembered to be there on my every birthday!
The heart that loved me, and that got scared for me (despite being a doctor) when I got just a mere abscess...that could not see me in even the slightest pain that the sting of a burning medicine could give!
My aid when my eyelid slit...and got me to the best plastic surgeon to come out without even a scar!
The chef that always invited me with scrumptious food and desserts to die for!
The friend that always told mom to be cool about my boyfriends!
The laughter when I pettily bitched about GLC/ Mumbai University!
The one who taught me to be strong come what may!
The mother who called me her first baby & wanted me to look for a suitable boy! [It shall be done...don't you worry ;)]
My mom's best friend! My dear masi!

She was the best...most awesome and loving person! Always smiling!

Even though I could not spend as much time with you as much as I would have loved to...all the times we've shared will forever be cherished!

Whenever I grow weak and don't find a path to follow...I'll think of the path that you'd want me to take...and take it! I know you'll only bring courage, strength and direction!

Love you forever and for always!

My best & most favourite Masi...Dr. Mandakini Parihar!

Dear Dr.P.K.Shah & Dr. Nozer Sheriar,

We are shocked to hear the sudden sad demise of Dr. Mandakini Parihar. Our  heartfelt  condolence from the Gwalior Obstetric & Gynecological society to the grieved family & friends. We will surely remember her in our prayers.

May her soul rests in peace!

With warm regards,

Dr. Jyoti Bindal

President

Dr. Roza Olyai

Secretary 

We have lost our most Adorable, Loving ,Heart ,Soul & Beautiful friend of our group "Chembur Gang "..

  
 Mini bond us together & has left a vaccum among us . The values with which she held us all together shall remain in our hearts forever.....
You will be missed today , tomorrow and  forever
.
We are blessed to have met you & have you our lives ..

When we would face any Challenges & ask her why ???

 These were her very words ....
”
Life is filled with unanswered questions, but it is the courage to seek those answers that continues to give meaning to life. You can spend your life wallowing in despair, wondering why you were the one to face them with pain, or you can be grateful that you are strong enough to survive it.....
 "

Mini would always say,"Endure the betrayal of false friends, jealousy , appreciate beauty, find the best in other and enjoy everyday to the fullest"

She will continue to inspire and encourage us to look for good in everyone .

Our children called her “Goody Aunty “ , she sweetened all the lives that she touched...You will remain with us .. 

Today , most of what  I have learnt ,I owe to you dear Mini ., you have been my pillar of strength many  times ,You have touched my life more than thousands of times and have brought a smile to my face innumerable times....I Thankyou.

Love you always ..A beautiful friend from outside and within ...the world will miss...You

Sir,

To                                                   
Dr. P.K. Shah
President
Federation of Obstetric & Gynaecological Societies of India
Model Residency, CHS
605 Bapurao Jagtap Marg, Jacob Circle
Mahalaxmi (East)
Mumbai – 400 011
 
 
Dear Sir
 
The members of the Managing Committee of The Bengal Obstetric & Gynaecological Society are deeply shocked at the sudden and untimely demise of Dr. Mandakini Parihar, First Vice President of FOGSI.
 
On behalf of all the members of the Society, we would like to convey our heartfelt condolences to the bereaved family.
 
May her soul rest in peace.
 
Yours in prayer
 
 
Dr. Kalidas Bakshi                           Sudhir Adhikari
President BOGS                              Hony. Secretary, BOGS 

Dear Dr.P.K.Shah & Dr. Nozer Sheriar,

We are shocked to hear the sudden sad demise of Dr. Mandakini Parihar. Our  heartfelt  condolence from the Association of Madhya Pradesh Obstetric & Gynecological Society (AMPOGS) to the grieved family & friends. We will surely remember her in our prayers.

May her soul rests in peace!

With warm regards,

Dr. Ratna Kaul

President AMPOGS

Dr. Roza Olyai

Secretary AMPOGS

Dear Dr. Shah,

We have just come to know about the sad demise of our author and FOGSI member, Dr. Mandikini Parihar.  We all at Jaypee Brothers offer our condolence and pray to the Almighty that may her soul rest in peace. We had been  associated with her for the past 12 years and we all will miss her.

Regards,

Samina Khan

PA to Director (Publishing)
Jaypee Brothers 

Message in image attached.. 

It certainly is a great loss to the FOGSI due to untimely demise of Dr Mandakini Parihar,Vice President, FOGSI. We will miss a great leader and a very fine human being. And, we know that her passing will not only leave a void in our lives, but in the hearts of all those who knew her and loved her.  

Let  her soul rest in PEACE.

regards

Dr Mandakini Megh

VicePresident,FOGSI

Dear Anand