Ramaswamy "Krish" Krishnamurthi

Dear Sangitha: I recall how I have grown up in WRI under RK. Due to his initiative only, I could do MSc. and PhD at IISC Bangalore. He made me feel like a welding expert during the training period itself by introducing to others as an 'expert' and made me work towards that goal. He worked for adding facilities under UNDP project in three phases and saw that every executive, including me, is trained abroad and also brought experts from various countries: UK, Japan, Czech, etc. to WRI and took our level to the highest. He ensured that WRI would be a major player for R&D Welding, that we participate in various seminars through presentations, so that we were known to industries and in academic circles. He gave thrust to solving industrial problems by consulting mode and made WRI known through the entire length of the country. He initiated a post-diploma course in GPT and ME program at R E C Trichy. Even after leaving WRI, he was an ardent supporter of the welding field. After retirement from WRI, Dr. Suresh and I joined PSG Tech for establishing a Center of Excellence in Welding. He visited us and gave a motivational pat on our shoulders to sustain welding development. If I still breathe welding, I fully owe it to him. He will live in my heart forever. I was fortunate enough to meet him in Trichy about two years ago along with you and your mother. I had taken him along to show how WRI has grown to a forest from the seed sown by him. We have several sweet memories, including many getogethers in your quarters near B Sector shopping center and WRI hostel. With great love to RK and his family!

My Dearest Babu Mama, As I think back, my very first memory of meeting you was at your place in Trichy singing a song in a language I didn't know, wearing a vibrant kaftan, sporting what you referred to as a kullah on your head and a drink in your hand, jiving away:) You drew us to you like a magnet and soon all of us were dancing 💃 💃 You connect with people, regardless of their age, with such an ease Mama. Be it a 4 month old Ajay, single digit old Maya (both of them still chant Very Good Nari Vaal with gusto) , 10 year old Chimachu (aka Vijay), me & Priya (childhood to teenage to Adults), my parents, my grandparents, my friends, my colleagues in Singapore..... basically anybody you met and spent more than 5 minutes with! You just spoke their language 💖 Speaking of language, your unique habit of naming things - living or non living, moving or non moving and then the nicknames for names. Every conversation would start with "Sollu da paiyya...." and be generously populated with "bring the kathrikola" or "antha murukku vishayum konda" or a bunch of appreciative sounds in recognition of a dish Mami or Amma had made (much cherished Singapore days) which I can't even begin to spell 😄 We still call that dish Kathrika Ku Ku, if it wasn't named by you, it was surely inspired by you. The highlight would be this roar of a laughter you'd go into when one of us cracked what we call today a Mokkai joke!! Come to think of it, the lingo spoken by the Kalakeyas in that Baahubali movie had a familiar ring to it, now I know why, you are the OG, Mama and I can see that tradition continuing with Maya naming everything at home. It started with her toys and has gradually extended to her stationery, the plants...... Genetics! Reading the memories others have shared and knowing your contributions to the country via the fields of Welding, Science, Women Empowerment and several more, it was apt that I met you during the Republic Day weekend as you deserve a loud Jai Hind and the sharpest salute I can muster. On a personal note, I know that my tense is all over the place and that's because I'm still trying to wrap my head around this, I leave you with A Joyful " Babu Mamoi Ho Hoi" 💖 💖

Feel extremely sad to learn about the demise of our great RK. A true leader and motivator, you always feel happy to meet a person with a very encouraging and handsome personality. I was highly impressed by him and joined WRI after completing the ME Welding course from PPD Tuticorin site. I was fortunate to be with him during the execution of CCDP project for a short time. Pray almighty for his soul to rest in peace. Our heartfelt condolences to his family. We always remember which he really deserves.

Dear Sangi, First of all sincere condolences to you, Ami and your mom. I want to tell you one thing about RK that I can never forget. Sometime in 1979, there was a severe power problem in BHEL. No work could be done at WRI. One UNIDO expert, Dr. Boshanski was really sweating it out using a hand fan (vishiri). RK fought with management which refused to budge. Undeterred, RK in association with Mr. K T U Mallaiah of R&D took up the matter with TNEB and got a separate feeder for WRI which solved our power problems. Only RK could have done this. I feel like this happened only yesterday. Your dad was a great man, never afraid of facing problems. May his soul rest in peace!

Don't know how to react to the departure of that illustrious, great, revolutionary man. WRI's products orchestrated an Industrial revolution, through metals joining, testing and certification which otherwise was the monopoly of UK, US and Europe. What an inspiring, motivating mentor the world lost yesterday!

Very sad to hear the shocking news of RK passing away this afternoon. It is really a great loss to all of us, WRI family. He was not only Head, WRI but our guide, mentor, teacher and protector. I fully agree with Narasimhan - he used to introduce us to outsiders as 'experts' and encourage and support us to face the challenge and come out with success. May God give his atma satgati and give strength to his family and well wishers to go through this tough time. Om Shanti!

A pillar of WRI has fallen down. Great man, arresting personality. He was a dynamic person who could spot talent in people, guide/encourage them to do even better. Many of us owe our present position to him. It will be very difficult to find another person like him. My deep sympathies to Chithra, Sangi and Ami. May his soul rest in peace and guide us from his heavenly abode.

Very saddened to hear the news of the demise of our legend, RK. As mentioned by many, RK moulded my life and taught life lessons that have helped me to navigate this life. He was a great mentor. Dear Chithra, I admire and deeply respect how you stood by RK through all his trials and tribulations. You were as much a mentor to us in our younger days and we always took you as an integral part of WRI. May the Lord grant you the courage, strength and wisdom to handle this loss. Please convey our condolences to Sangi, Ami and their families.

I am very saddened. Shri RK helped me do my M.Tech at REC Trichy, then later sent me to Japan Welding Research Institute. I progressed to my PhD in Welding Engineering at Ohio State University. But for Shri. RK, I could not have achieved something significant. I miss him so much. Let his soul rest in peace, om shanti!

I was close with RK from 1980 and we both enjoyed mutually good equations. We used to organise many events, mostly cultural programmes, for seminars, etc. We have jointly played the role of Master of Ceremonies for major events. RK always inspired me… in larger groups he used to steal the show as a handsome, jovial person who can win friends easily. In public addresses, I have seen him swaying the audience. Personally, he and Chithra, were of great support to me and my family. For a short period, he was my colleague in Kaveri Engineering Industries Ltd and was of great support to me in handling labour and the Unions. His PR was always amazing. It was so kind and thoughtful of the family to donate his eyes and the mortal remains to hospital. I will be missing my good friend RK very much ……AV I will be missing RK

What can you say about our dad? That he was 85 but really not? That he loved his country and excellence? That he pushed the envelope on everything until it filled up completely: education, excellence, leadership, citizenship, relationships? That he believed in people, trusted and pushed them to do things they didn't know they were capable of? That being a pillar to every institution, company and initiative he started or joined was the only way he knew to be? That he set up an institute of excellence at a time when every turn saw constraints and struggle? That his (work) baby Welding Research Institute would contribute to India's space program and train thousands in his area of expertise, 50 years later? That he never met a stranger except for the first time? That he doted on us, his family: wife, daughters, siblings, friends, grandkids, dogs, grand dogs, our friends, our colleagues, their kids? That his heart was so kind and loving that it gave in on Valentine's Day? So proud of him, the life he led, the way he inspired and educated everyone, modelling everything we are told to do and be in moral science class but in a sincere-light way with laughter, cheer, silliness and so much joy. Grateful that he went peacefully in his own bed, surrounded by care, love and respect. Go well, Appa! Just deep gratitude that we get to be your kids. Blessed to be loved by you!

Remembering a musical RK The year was 1984?!(Pardon me for any errors in narration as it is a 42 year old story). An important Conference on Welding was unfolding at MD Hall in BHEL, Trichy. An event organised jointly by WRI and IIW, Tiruchirappalli Branch. The inauguration would start shortly. The hall was slowly getting full. There were some in suits and most dressed (respecting Trichy weather) for the formal event. I saw some movements near the dias of some persons in veshti. On focusing my eyes, I could decipher them as a nadaswaram team. The first thought in my mind was what were they doing in a welding event. Have they walked in by mistake? It left me wondering! Not for long. As RK walked in as the MC of the event, announced that a nadaswaram musical recital would take place, reflecting the music sequence in a typical Hindu marriage. The nadaswaram artists were indeed good. But what won the day, was the humour in how RK narrated the whole event. For the music connoisseurs, he explained the ragas involved, just before an item was played. I recall when it came to the Muhurtham, RK called it gattimelam reflecting the “point of no return” to the two souls marrying. The timely humour was indeed a punchline. The music immediately thereafter was described as ‘mattikindaan’ in Tamil. It was an international event. The humour and the fine details he shared about Nadaswaram and the music gave the international audience a great appreciation of the music of South India. It was a novel way to present the culture and arts of India. I vaguely remember, the event ended with his catchphrase “All is well that ends welded”, with a small correction to suit the narration as “wedded”. Recalled this, as RK’s family called for the cherished memories of RK.

While I was very saddened to hear of uncles passing I am very grateful that he was a part of our charmed childhood in Trichy - his energy, varied interests and humour are still with me. We have been blessed to see how an amazing lifelong friendship can be maintained by our parents. Wishing you all strength and comfort at this difficult time. Love, Indu

My dearest Appa Lots of hugs given and taken since 14th Feb 2026 but so incomplete till I saw you and hugged you on Sunday 15th Feb 2026 at 6pm. It wasnt how I thought we would meet or that it would be so final. Went through the motions, booking a ticket, confirming airport parking, preparing Ira, drawing from Shankar's strength and silent support, keeping Sangi in the loop, speaking to amma and trying to stay as connected as possible with so many miles between us. I am so glad that travel was available, was possible in a matter of 4 hours, sitting on the plane undisturbed by anyone with my thoughts, feelings and tears... Seeing Rasi at the airport as she had synced her flights from Delhi with my Auckland one and driving closer to your place when the unexplained pain from 3pm 14/2 just grew stronger and stronger in the pit of my stomach... Seeing amma and Sangi and knowing we were there for each other, Shankars Siddhu, Laiks and Ira being there too and knowing your 2 sisters and brother in law were there to farewell you was all beautiful and sad all rolled into one. Appa seeing you for the first time on 15/2 was a scene I had played and replayed in my head during the 16 hour journey to Bangalore. Nothing could have or did prepare me for that pa. I felt so fake for saying I wanted you not to suffer any further and totally selfish to want to hold on to you and just keep you with us. No anger, no regrets, nothing but just wanting you physically back home with us. But that feeling passed and all the values you and amma have rolemodelled for us swept in... It was not about me but about honoring what you wanted and so selflessly had planned for us knowing decisions at this time wouldve been very hard and possibly lead to second guessing every move we made. Donate my eyes, my body and have a drink that night and laugh about all the beautiful, silly memories we have made together you had told us. We did this unquestioningly because we knew this is what you wanted and what was doing right by how you lived your life. Love you pa so so much. It hurts to think I wont hear you call me Amiol again - a short form of another short form pet name you had given me! Naming everything in my life like my cars is alive and well because I saw you do that from our first car Renu. I know to love like you, be silly and connect with people like you and be a small part of that collossus you are (cant say 'were' yet even if I am forced to think it) because I have something no one can take away ever - being your daughter. I hope you left knowing you showed us - amma, Sangi and me to love and live like you so beautifully did. Salute to the big boy of our lives ❤️ The sky got a shiny beautiful star wearing a cravat and smile on 14 February 2026....

Hi RK uncle, I am so unfortunate to not see you in your last days. I just donot have 1 memory to share but so much more. You were My Thatha’s every good friend and the stories and jokes you shared will always be cherished. Miss you uncle. Hope you and Thatha have reunited now. Big hugs. See you later alligator ❤️ Love you so much uncle. Your smile and laugh were contagious. Sending all the love to chitra aunty and both the Akka’s. Love, Pallavi Jv.

Sad my good friend R.Krishnamurthy, former Chief of Welding Research Institute, Trichy is no more. I have known him since our college days where he was junior to me. Later on, our association was closer with his institute developing a hardfacing electrode for sugar cane crusher rollers, when I was heading a sugar factory in Trichy district. It benefited the industry and saved foreign exchange, being an import substitution. A very knowledgeable and lively person, he enlivened any company he was part of. Krish, like me many will miss you. My heartfelt condolences to his wife Chitra and daughters Sangi and Ami. May Lord Ranganatha grant him satgati.

I just heard the sad news of the passing away of our classmate Krishnamurthi. He was in NCC during our engineering college days at BIT. I had also joined NCC for a year only. Krish was our commander and we had a camp in Roorkee for one month or so. Our last meeting with Krish was again at BIT during our golden jubilee meet in 2013. He was in a jovial mood and we all enjoyed our old days. I had heard that for sometime, he was not in good health. Praying to God to give peace to his soul. Hope family members will develop strength to bear this irreparable loss. Om Shanti.

Krish was a very kind and friendly person. During our meet in Sikkim, he used to invariably spend some time at our breakfast/lunch/dinner table and chat with me and my wife Urmila. During one of his brief visits to Delhi, Chandreshwar Pandey and me met with him in his hotel and had coffee with him. We, the BITSIANS, will always miss him.

Deeply saddened to hear the news. Our heartfelt condolences to you all. We all know that our loved ones will leave us one day and we prepare ourselves for this. But when that day comes, we find ourselves helpless and lonely. Losing your partner at any stage is very traumatic. Always remember the good times we all had together. Krish will always remain in our hearts and prayers. May God give peace to the departed soul. Krish was very friendly, jovial and fun loving. He was one of the brightest students of our batch. We will miss you, Krish!

We were classmates in 6th form in Hindu High School in Triplicane, Madras and classmates in BIT Ranchi. His father Mr. Ramaswamy and my brother and father too were very good friends. Since he (RK's father) was a manager at George Oaks at Bezwada (Vijayawada). I had a cup of coffee when he was in Jambulingam Street, Nungambakkam after playing with a trained dog, a cocker spaniel. I know his mother and brother. My condolences!

RK was in the first batch of GAs along with 11 others including me. Very much an endowed sports guy, an all rounder, he established connections at the tennis and badminton courts as much as at bridge tables and the drum shop! Affable with an inviting warm smile and having ready, witty and apt anecdotes to share, RK built two way bridges, in his areas of work and pleasure. He coined quick pet names he alone used! I was his ‘Baalki’ even when the first batch GAs of Trichy got together at Kailasapuram in 2014 to celebrate the golden jubilee of our joining BHEL! That we were close to 75 and possibly great GFs did not matter. Much justified and well deserved accolades have been spread out to him as the WRI he created and led has become a great institution continues to serve the company and the country well! RK was a dear friend in this world and the hope is to see him happy and doing well in his current abode too ! Condolences to Chitra and members of the bereaved family! May they gather the strength to bear the immense grief!

Happened Episode 1 out of many RK (WRI) 1. ENTRY INTO PSU It must have been in Aug or Sep. ’64 when I had stepped into the shed offices of BHEL (opp to RPS)to attend an interview for the position of Graduate Apprentice. I joined the others and went through the psycho tests which was new to me and quickly found a strategy as how to answer 30 & odd test papers (designed by Dr Yoga, Bangalore) within the time allotted which I follow even today as far as possible viz: “Time is of Essence”. At the end of day 1, I was asked to report for the ‘Group Discussion’ – that meant I had gone through successfully the ‘Lucky Draw’ & this taught me another lesson – ‘you live by chance’!! Next day we were around 4 fortunates after the lucky draw to face the 3 elderly looking gentlemen who looked like those deputed from above to decide our lives and we learnt that they were the assessors of our performance in the ‘Group Discussion’. The subject given for the discussion was ‘Dismal Performance of PSUs’. I have been a promoter of Private Sector and not only that and had deep rooted anti PSU sentiments especially after being the close neighbour of HEC, Ranchi (passed out from B I T, Ranchi)! The reason for me to attend the interview was the 2nd class fare to & fro paid and which sum helped me to go to my native village Vittalore (90 mins by bus towards Karaikal from Tiruchi) to pay my respects to my Grandpa to whom I was the apple of his eyes plus escort our Ms. Doris Day, Alsatian Doggie to Chennai by train for crossing with a top Police Dog! Though not fair to utilise the PSU funds for private purpose but made good by being a part of BHEL to more than compensate the improper utilisation! The topic given for the Group Discussion was of no consequence to me. When I was in the hall, I actually felt like a Charminar smoke which was the only cigarette available in a small Petti Kadai at the office venue. As a courtesy, I offered my Charminar Pack first to the 3 judges and then to my 4 co-candidates attending the interview and alas, all thanked me and none took one Major decision to smoke or not? Having put the foot forward, the major decision was made – to smoke!! While my attempt to light a cigarette won the gratitude of my mental system, I quickly noticed that I must impress the judges quickly by participating effectively on the topic given. Though the suggestions expressed by the co-candidates were logged remotely in one corner of my thoughts, I expressed out of the blue that I do not agree with any of their thoughts all of a sudden! They must have cursed me whole heartedly – I then quickly collected my thoughts and said that the Government believed in the government officers and had nominated various IAS or those who were on the verge of retirement or those who had already acquired the ill-gotten wealth or those who had no knowledge of the managerial skills required to run the huge PSUs. I quoted HEC, Ranchi as an excellent example of what I expressed. Only exception was Railways in India. I said that how one can expect performance from PSUs when decisions were taken by those with no knowledge and also the managerial skills. There was a smile in the face of one of the 3 judges and I had earned my TA from Chennai to Tiruchirapalli and back!! We waited outside and I was called in for the Interview – vow, patted my back to have advanced thus far!! I was ushered into a room where there was a name board outside – ‘R S Krishnan, Project Administrator’. Lo & behold, the old man who was one of the 3 judges and who had a smile on his face after I spoke aloud in the Group Discussion Hall was our RSK indeed! I knew then what may be the possible fate and was indeed nervous and the resolve came to me that though an anti PSU boy, I wanted me to be selected like climbing upto Everest just with 4 feet or so left to hoist our Tricolour Flag!! RSK, I guessed it must be him as he was sitting in his seat squarely and the other 2 (one Mr Kanungo, I guess now and then the third person whose name I have forgotten was the Head of the Training Centre?) were sitting next to RSK on either side. First Question by Training Centre Chief: Do you have any experience? Yes, Sir – I answered that I was working with a Bombay based Vijay Industries who were involved in making Horizontal and Large Vertical Oil Storage Tanks and in that company, my journey to the subject of Welding began! I was in charge for South India – where 15 to 18 hours of working including Sundays commenced and became a forerunner for BHEL. One Judge asked me to explain the manufacture and erection sequences of the 100 Ft Vertical Tanks of dia 60 Ft.I was myself impressed with my response! Then, RSK gave a current subject: Smoking – I was the Chief Public Relations Officer of I T C and so much of anti smoking opinions in the papers – how can you counter it? Requested for 2 minutes to collect my thoughts and at that instant, RSK offered a Cigarette from his Charminar Packet – I said No, Thanks and he said ‘you were puffing to glory during the discussions and hey, you cannot escape one’!! I took 1 and he was kind enough to light the cigarette for me! In response to the subject given to me, I replied that ITC will run a series of ads to come on every Sunday Morning at front page right hand quarter page – covering a thought each week say, to start with – new ideas spring when the cigarette puff enters you (appropriate cartoon in the newspaper ad with celestial Rambha, Urvashi, Tilotthama & Menaka) appearing every week with a story on their beauty, adds status to the company / self when you carry a pack with a lighter for the meetings, another one which must have been a clincher – even most successful Project Administrators are so due to smoking!! Thought it will be over – RSK then asked me the diameter of the Basketball as I had indicated Basketball in my hobbies; I told him honestly that I never had the necessity to measure the diameter but I guess that it would measure to around 12” by showing my both hands as if holding it! Next one from the tireless RSK – you have said that Carnatic Music is one of your hobbies and can you sing a Carnatic song? Without any waste of time, I sang a composition by Saint Thygaraja ‘Sarasa Sama Dhana, Bedha Danda Chatura …..’ without any hesitation! That was the end of my great experience to commence my journey into the great organisation and the illustrious association with various heads after RSK. I had the unique privilege to work very closely with all the Heads of BHEL both in Tiruchirapalli and other Units including Chairmen and at the Ministry Level. Will follow more interesting episodes!! RK (For Private Circulation only; Attempts would be made to avoid embarrassment to few in & outside unless, it becomes necessary to bring out the essence)

Hey uncle, I am so glad to have known u as Thatha good frnd. Loved all the stories u had to tell us, the jokes, the family anthem u made and the love u showed all my cousins. Will miss ur laugh a lot, grateful to have known you. Hope ur having a good tym with ur frnd. Om shanti 🙏🏻

My earliest memory of Krish “Babu” is of a quaint bullock cart ride back to his father Vittalore Mama’s home. I don’t recall every detail of that day, but I remember the joyful buzz of movie talk and card games, and how he was the life of the party, a man of free spirit for whom every moment was meant to be enjoyed. Years later, when I was a college freshman struggling with tough choices about which colleges to attend, he offered me wise and steady academic advice. Related to my father from both his father’s side and his mother’s side, he shared a special camaraderie with my dad that I will never forget. May his life be an example to all of us, and may his soul rest in peace.

Great personality. Very easy to get along. Very friendly.

Krish was my classmate in Engineering at BIT Ranchi for four years. He was a jovial personality, and very active in sports and NCC. We renewed our friendship after many years when we met couple of times during 2015-2019 in Bengaluru. Each time, Krish and Chitra hosted me and my wife Bharati and our BIT friend Anoop Kelker for dinner at golf club and for chats about good old times. He continued to keep in touch with old classmates till he fell sick. He will be dearly missed by us. Attached are 3 pages from BIT souvenir of 1963, 2013 and 2023.

That leisurely weekend in Boston stands out for me - of Krish holding forth, and all of us listening in rapt attention - there were accomplished PhDs and what not in the much younger crowd - but he stood intellectually tall, with a wonderful smile on his face, as he sat on the wooden floor in utter humbleness and casual comfort. The way his daughters' eyes shine when they speak of him, I don't think there can be a better father, even as much as daughters idolise their fathers. The world traveller, with acolytes as far as Eastern Europe, who still remember him decades after their interaction with him. Hats off to you, and full of admiration for a life well lived!

Appa, I will always remember your cheery smile and energetic personality. You enjoyed life to the fullest and added a spark and youthfulness in your daily activities. You are going to be missed so much. I know you are in a much, much better & beautiful place now. Bless your soul! - Shilpa

Coincidence — that’s how Ami and I first crossed paths, and before we knew it, we were swept straight into the wonderfully chaotic, loving Krishnamurthi family. The love, the laughs, and the memories we’ve collected over the years could never fit into a few lines, but here’s my best attempt. We first met Babu and Chitri at Rua Road — two toddlers, one four‑legged creature, and us, arriving like a travelling circus. They greeted us with big smiles and even bigger hugs. Babu was an instant hit with me. His jokes, his effortless charm, and the way he adored Aunty and his Amio… it was something special to witness. I’ll never forget the BBQ at ours — Babu had us laughing from start to finish with that wicked sense of humour of his. He was a riot in the best possible way. The kind of person who could turn an ordinary afternoon into a story you’d retell for years. We have so many memories of him — the laughter, the warmth, the mischief — and those are what we’ll carry forward. I’m certain he’ll still be laughing along with us from above, probably cracking a joke or two at our expense. We’ll miss you, Babu. Thank you for the joy you brought into our lives.

See You Later, Alligator: A Tribute to a Life of Purpose and Presence ​“See you later, alligator.” ​Those were the words that echoed at the end of every visit, a playful signature that I eventually learned he gifted to every "child" he met. In his eyes, even in my professional role, I was a child to be cared for—a realization that made me feel deeply seen and strangely safe. ​Our journey began within the sterile walls of Apollo Hospitals, where he was first admitted. In those early days, the portrait of the man he was—and still was—emerged through the words of his wife. I was struck, perhaps for the first time in my career, to meet a couple with such profound clarity and foresight; they had already established their advanced directives, decided and unwavering in their commitment to donate their bodies to science after their demise. It was a final, selfless gift to a world they had already given so much to. ​His wife remains the strongest woman I have ever met. Confident and resolute, she navigated the complexities of his illness with a grace that felt like a shield. When I marveled at her strength, she would simply smile and say she was "molded" by him—that being his wife was what had forged her into the pillar she had become. ​As I began visiting them at home for his cognitive therapy, the Alzheimer’s had begun to steal his familiar landmarks. Each time I walked through the door, I had to introduce myself anew. Yet, the miracle was in his eyes. Despite the memory loss, he met me with a "warmth of knowingness"—a soul-deep recognition that transcended names or titles. He may not have remembered my name, but he never forgot how to care and somehow remembered the sense of connection. ​He taught me card games, and in those games, the professional line between therapist and patient blurred into a genuine connection. He became my inspiration, teaching me that while the mind may wander, the heart’s capacity for love and "forward-thinking" remains unshakeable. ​The "alligator" has now moved on to his next journey, leaving behind a legacy of intentional living and a love so strong it redefined strength for everyone who witnessed it. Rest in peace, dear inspiration. You are whole again.

Though we got to meet uncle only a few times, each one of those moments left us in awe of him. The way he held court with his stories, you just didn't simply listen, you felt every moment he described with so much laughter, his energetic voice, the sparkle in his eyes. You laughed with him. The stories were so alive, vivid, warm and filled with fun. A beautiful legacy that runs in the family! His entire being is an example, to live life fully and wholeheartedly and to leave meaningfully! Our profound respects to one of the finest persons we have known. Truly appreciate Chitrama, Sangi and Ami...how well they knew to value him! 🙏

I used to go to meet Malaika at her house often and every now and then I’d meet uncle there. I remember to this day the way he’d smile brightly and say “Niku! Long time no see!” Every time. In fact, ever since then, whenever I’ve heard anyone else say that or read it anywhere else, I remember uncle and his bright smile and energy. I will miss him and his infectious energy and will continue to remember him whenever I hear anyone else say those words ever again

Met him mostly at family gatherings but I enjoyed my conversations with him the little that I had .. he had once recounted meeting my father (Ramamurthy) on the his ship that was very interesting and did not that side of my father :) Great to see how he has donated his eyes and body, for others, even in his passing. He had a fulfilling life and may his souls rest in peace now.

Babutha as Jaya & I fondly called him was a bundle of humor and great business sense. Everytime we met we had a good chat about what he was doing on the business side. He would talk about my work interests and give some out of the box ideas. He would talk about his golf. Chithrakka, Babutha, Jaya and I have played cards and it would be such fun and laughter. Will always remember his smiling face and the big laughter.

Babu mama was a genius, loving and caring person and oh so funny all rolled in one🤗 It's hard to put in words the energy and cheer he brought to any room he entered. He will be missed by all who knew him. He paid attention to the littlest of things. I still remember how much he appreciated the simple chow chow koottu I made and said "First time chow chow is exciting for me😄" With lots of love from your Sumi/Soomaa!

The first glimpse I had of RK was when I was sitting in the classroom at Training centre..Peeping out ,I saw this charming ,young man walking energetically near the School of Welding located in Training centre at that time..A friend of mine narrated his career growth ..he was Dy mgr at that time.. Being a metallurgy graduate,the field close to Welding ,I was fortunate to get into it.. Shri RK was an immense psychological support when I had to abandon my MBA at IIM Bangalore to which I went on study leave,due to personal reasons.. At that time I wanted a transfer to Ping centre , Chennai headed by his friend Thamburaj.He wanted me to meet him but before I went, without telling me,he had gone and presented my case to Thamburaj. But then I stayed back in WRI until after he resigned in 1984.Wehad been in regular touch later too and he used to visit me at WTC from 2006 to 2014 as a Maruti electrodes executive. We used to chat often till 2025 when he became ill and sadly the chats stopped.His life has also ended and I'll terribly miss his guidance,friendliness,humour and the lively chats we've been having for ever😓🙏

Uncle ,there are no words to describe you ❤️you always had a bright smile and great hug to welcome me … lots to learn from you ,your discipline ,zest for life and humour and more definitely the art of giving nick names for everyone 😃you and aunty shared a very special bond ❤️you absence will be felt ❤️

Uncle and Amio came into my life almost at the same time. 1994 it was and Chennai was as alien to me as Mars! Ami waltzed into my life and so did her amazing family as she introduced herself as a Malysian resident. In those days having a friend from overseas was considered as having arrived in life ( haha!)! We became the thickest of friends because we shared value systems and personalities and probably shared grief which I later got to know as her personal anecdotes got deeper. Ami's unconditional love for her dad made me feel instantly connected to uncle as that is a figure that was missing in my life and her journey with her parents slowly started to merge with my own as I rejoiced with their wins and was equally affected by their challenges. Uncle to me in those days represented someone who seemed unaffected by circumstances, steadfast in his self- conviction, an eternal optimist and above all a genuine human being who had space for so many people to get into his inner circle and I was one of the fortunate ones to receive that love thanks to my connection with Amio! I admire the way the whole family chose to be unconventional in every sense, proving that marriage needs to be defined by the two people who are in it and upbringing is on one's terms not society's! To aunty, Sangi and Amio and their loved ones, all I can say is you were fortunate to have him in your lives and his legacy has already been smithered among so many lives he's personally touched and he will always live on as the man who taught us to believe when the world gives up on you! Amio & Sangi, your strong personalities have been shaped by your amazing parents and for that we all stand to benefit and are most thankful ❤️.

I got the terrible news from a friend, an ex-BHEL Trichy man in Kolkata that WRI's R Krishnamurthi is no more. Then I got the verification from the post in our whatsapp group. My heartfelt condolences to Chitra ma'am, Sangi, Ami and other members. Pray to God for RK's atma satgati and peace at the lotus feet of the Lord. May God grant the strength of mind to Chitra ma'am, Sangi, Ami and other family members to bear the irreparable loss. My condolences is not only to RK family but also to WRI - WRI has lost the person who OWNED it, nobody after RK took care of WRI as his own baby. He maintained, nurtured and saw to it that WRI grew up and flourished. Along with that, we also grew up as a well knit family, in office and socially. We all owe it to him for what we are today. Om shanti, om shanti!

Very sorry to hear the news about the passing of a true leader and visionary. Our heartfelt condolences to you, Chithra, Sangi, Ami and the rest of the family. But relieved that the end was peaceful. Also proud to note that even after death, his eyes continue to be of service to someone who needs them. Om Shanti.

So sad - lost a mentor, guide and friend. May the great soul get place in heaven. Om Shanti. Pray for the solace of the bereaved family and friends.

Dear Sangi and Ami: I am deeply saddened and sorry that we have lost a true leader, friend and guide who has inspired all of us. No one can ever match him as he has always stood way ahead of all others those days. We will try to follow him. His fellowship with all of us at WRI and his memories can never be erased. I know last goodbye is always painful, let God bless you with courage to bear this sorrowful time.

Chitra, Sangitha, Amitha Very sorry to hear the sad news of our classmate Krish passing away. Our heartfelt condolences to each of you and family. Om Shanti Shanti.

Krishnamurthi ke barein mein jankar bahut hi dukh hua. Eshwar unki atma ko shanti dein. Aap sabi ko shanti dein. Om Shanti, om Shanti, Om!

WRI solemnly remembers RK's great efforts in building this institution from a concept and dream. WRI proudly celebrated 50 years recently - we salute the founding head and architect of WRI. May the good soul attain sadgati!

When I met Krish at our golden reunion in 2013, Krish was the same blithe, spirited and enthusiastic young man that I shared four memorable years of my life with at BIT MESRA. In the second year, we were divided in hostels by branch but his popularity transcended the bounds of hostel and the branch. He will ever live in our memory. Our heartfelt condolences to Chithra, Sangitha, Amitha and the family.

Bobo kanna, you were an early inspiration for me at the age of 8/9 years to aspire to be an engineer in later life. Even though we didn't see much of each other due to professional & educational reasons, felt that you understood my goings on, the best. Have always valued your wisdom and drive. It hurts to see you go but your spirit will always be around the corner along with Amma & Annao. Rest in peace and see you sometime in our next lives, dear bro. Chithri, Ingithu, Amooch & families, Thank you tons for taking care of our dear Bobo kanna.

RK Uncle you have been a huge part of our lives and part of the family since childhood and been a mentor, friend and guide thru my younger days and I can't thank you enough for it. Your sharp mind, wit and the ability to handle anything with a smile and grace was simply amazing. Am sure you yourself would have forgotten how many lives you touched and guided...Will truly miss your presence and your wisdom.... On the professional side, your stint in BHEL and WRI is part of each organisation's history. Your vision in creating learning centers like SQAM will be long remembered. Your zest for knowledge was truly inspirational....In our brief time working together in Kaveri, you helped me learn many things. My heart goes out to Chithra Aunty, Sangitha and Ami....You guys took such good care of him the last few years and made him feel as comfortable as possible.... Heartfelt Condolences to all of you...Sure he is now in a happy space and will look over all of us with his trademark smile and keep us all well ensuring we take good care of all "vishayams" at all times....Stay strong...Will see you guys soon... RK Uncle....We'll all miss you....

திரு RK post Dlploma Technology Course க்கு COOrdinater. அவர் அதோடு இல்லாது எங்கள் ஆறு பேருக்கு BHEL ல் வேலை வாங்கிக் கொடுத்தார். WRI ல் எங்களை சேர்த்து எங்கள் ஆறுபேரையும் செம்மை படுத்தினார். அவரால் என் வாழ்வு வளம் பெற்றது. கடைசி வரை அவரை சந்திக்க முடியாமல் போய்விட்டது. WRI ன் 50தாவது நிறைவுவிழாவில் அவருடைய உரையைக் கேட்டேன். அன்று எனக்கு பேச வாய்ப்பு அளித்தார்கள். பேசிமுடிக்கும்போது I thank my God Shri R. Krishnamurti who brought me to WRI என்றுதான் என் உரையை முடித்தேன். எனக்கு வாழ்வளித்த தெய்வம் இவ்வுலகை விட்டு மறைந்தாலும் என் மனத்தில் எனாறென்றும் நீங்கா இடம் பெற்றுள்ளார். இறைவன் அம்மா இரு மகள்கள் குடும்பத்தினர் யாவரையும் ஆசீர்வதிப்பாராக. இவன் A. Rathinam Manager Rtd.WRI BHEL, TRICHY