On Oct 10, 2010, Smt Padma Veeraraghavan was invited to perform  nitya kaimkaryam to Sri Oppiliappan and Sri BhUmi Devi at Their ThiruManTapam in SrIVaikunTham. 

Her absence in this bhUmi will be impossible to fill but her sishyas, her family, her well wishers we be comforted in the knowledge that Smt. Padma's musical genius will be preserved through the creation of Thiruppavai.org website  to house her bhakti laden samarpanams to Sri BhUmi Devi SamEta Sri Oppiliappan and SrivilliputthUr Andal.

The foreword in Oppiliappan Malargal is filled with congratulatory  tributes from many contemperory musicians and scholars on her remarkable and unique achievement of composing kruthis in all 72 Melakarthas on a single diety Sri BhUmi Devi SamEta Sri Oppiliappan. Click her to read the tributes.

"Smt. Padma was an excellent teacher, a veteran guru who has mastered the art of to whom, when and how to teach a krithi, ragam and even an RTP",  says S. Aravind - a sishya. Read here more comments from her sishyas.

In Smt. Padma's own words, " This art should reach every corner of this world and I shall give my best to achieve it".

The heartfelt outpouring from her family, the extended kaimkarya gOshti, her sishyas and well-wishers are captured in the Tributes.

Click here for a  sweet little tribute from the great-grand daughter Rasana Ram reciting the ThiruviNNagar MangaLAsAsana Paasuram of Oppiliappan by Swamy NammAzhwar in His Thiruvaimozhi

 Text of the Paasuram is :
 Yennappan yenakkAyihuLAi yennaip-peRRavaLAi, Ponnappan MaNiyappan Mutthappan YennappanumAi
minnap-ponn mathiLsoozh ThiruviNNagar sErntha appan, tannoppArillappan tantanan tanatALL nizhalE
--ThiruvAimozhi : VI. 3.9

 Meaning: “The Lord that has taken His abode at ThiruviNNagar is my Father, my foster mother, my own generating Mother too. He is my dear Lord, covetable like gold; effulgent like gems, cool like a pearl, who enticed me to His slavery by showing all these traits.  What gold is, what a gem is, what a pearl is to a man of the world, this Lord is to me, so dear and so endearing. The walls of His shrine  are lustorous as they are made of gold. The Lord, who has no equal, gave me the shelter of His feet, cool, soothening to the sweltering heat and even more to the tormenting world life here. Who did this favour, out of His condescending grace? The Lord of ThiruviNNagar, in His bounteous grace, assures me of all this!”