Bukka Hariharasudan

Dear Bukka,

Thank you for your graceful presence, for your steady lead, for your uplifting laughter, jokes, and dances, and for carrying our group all the way to Kailash two years ago.

You made that journey possible for so many of us. I am grateful I got to walk mine with you.

It was a blessing to have crossed paths with you during our Kailash journey in 2024. Your joyful spirit, kindness, and willingness to help others made a lasting impression on all of us.

The memories of that sacred journey and the beautiful moments we shared will remain forever in my heart.

Even today, I’m holding on to hope and praying for a miracle to happen.

Shambhoo 🙏🕉️

I remember our time together in Germany, working side by side to bring the programs. I remember your incredible sense of humour, your laughter, and the sheer joy you carried with you. You had a way of making things lighter.

And nothing was ever really an issue for you. Whatever the challenge, whatever needed to be done, you were there. You stepped in. You supported. You never made things complicated. Your presence could be counted on. You gave your time and energy so naturally, without making a big thing of it.

It is difficult to understand that such a joyful presence has suddenly become a memory.

I feel immensely grateful for the time we shared, for the work we did together, for the laughter, and for all the little moments that I will carry with me.

I do not know why the journey has taken this turn, or why it had to happen so suddenly. But I know that you walked a significant part of your journey in Sadhguru’s Grace. And I trust that Grace will carry you effortlessly beyond everything that binds you.

Bukka, as he was known to S5 group in 2024 Kailash Sojourn, was a true Isha volunteer whose life was shaped by devotion, discipline, and an unwavering commitment to inner growth. For him, the Kailash pilgrimage was never just a journey across mountains; it was a journey toward the sacred within.

In the recent Nepal floods, we lost him far too early. Yet, even in his passing, he remains a reminder of what it means to live intensely, to serve selflessly, and to walk the spiritual path with sincerity.

May his journey continue beyond these physical realms. May his spirit find the vastness he always sought. And may we carry forward his grace, his laughter, and his devotion as we remember him with love.

Namaskaram Bukka

It has been a fortune and most pleasant memory to be your batchmate during HYTT 2013.

I fondly remember your steadfast devotion and warm laughter. Also the many ghost stories we passionately discussed at dinner time 😅

It was very tragic to hear of your passing after the Kailash Yatra. I am sure you would have been an incredible support to all involved right until the end 🩵

Aum Shanti
Shambho

Bukka Anna,

I still remember our first meeting in Kathmandu with the 2024 S5 group. In those few days, we had so many wonderful conversations about the Isha journey, family, and so many other interesting things. I will always cherish those conversations and the connection we shared.

You were truly one of the sweetest people I’ve ever met. You always made sure everyone in the group felt comfortable, connected, and cared for. My heart still refuses to believe what has happened. I’m still holding on to hope, praying for the best, and hoping for a miracle. 🙏

You will always be remembered for the beautiful person you were, the conversations we shared, and the kindness you showed to everyone around you.

May you be safe, and may there still be a miracle. 🙏

I really got to know Bukka in 2017, when we were volunteering together for the teacher training program for the first time.

He had such a presence, whenever he walked into a room, he brought joy and excitement with him. Everyone felt it.

If there’s one thing I want to carry forward from him, it’s how deeply he showed up for people. Whatever you needed, he was there.

In the ashram, we used to go on long walks together, talking about everything, simple things, deep things, all of it. And just when the conversation felt like it was really going somewhere, he’d suddenly say “I go for pradakshana” and be gone 😅

When my wife and I visited my family in the Netherlands, and he found out we were there, he didn’t hesitate for a second, he drove straight from Germany to see us. He even met my mother that day, and left an impression on her that stayed.

Bukka, I will miss you. The memories I hold with you are dear to me.

Bukka at the time of writing it's not even been a week and a stubborn part of me still thinks and sees you there somewhere stuck in the mud, breathing through a small pocket of air and waiting endlessly for rescue, whilst another part of me sees the video of the immigration building being hit by an apocalyptical wall of mud and debris and thinks "how can anyone survive that?".

Anyway whether you are still with us or not right now I want to express so much gratitude for being a part of my live.

Your giggles and laughter are legendary for me because you were my next door neighbour during teacher training so well, frankly, I had no escape !!! 😁

So happy we could stay in touch since 2014 onwards as well, and visit each other.

You were part of a legendary event in Italy with other teachers, and visiting you was always fun, including the last one in May with my family. I always looked forward to your stories, to observe your compassionate and fun way of being and reflecting on things, but also always looked forward to simple things like you greeting me " eeeey Frankie babaaaa ".

This message is all over the place, but it doesn't matter. You know I love and respect you, now and always. If you're still alive, we'll all laugh together at my and everyone else's messages one day.

If you are elsewhere, well, than all of this matters more for us than for you. If you are indeed elsewhere, please carry only the good and leave everything else behind. Be free, and go wherever Creation has intended for you.

I love you my little brother, and if I have evolved as a human being it is in large part to the few inclusive, egoless, child-like and uncomplicated people like yourself I have had the privilege of meeting where I could just always lower my defenses and just be myself with zero fear of judgement.

I still remember the day I met you in Berlin a decade ago. I cannot forget how you made everyone around joyful all the time. You inspired me not only with your words but the way of being.

Gone too soon Bukka anna.

You'll always be remembered and cherished in our hearts.

Shambho...

I dont have a best definition for a friend
I dont know how a good friend should be
I dont know what a friend should do for you
For lifetimes maybe I did not know
You may say a friend should be inclusive
You may say a friend should be non judgemental
You may say a friend should be there always
You may say a friend should be trustworthy
You may say a friend should be loyal
I dont know all of those things
I just know one thing
A friend should be like "My Bukka"
My dear bukka
You have left a void that none can fill
You have cleaned your slate
You became pure enough so that this world couldn't hold you
And you left us to play fool in this meaningless drama
You maybe gone
But I will be a cheap reflection of you
To this world
Be in bliss "My sweet Bukka"