*“Ashram”*
So then, what else was there to think? I had to take him along with me now. Because it felt as if it was his own choice. We couldn't stop him!!
He was extremely calm and loving! So we named him *Bhola*. I told him, “I’ll take you with me to Kangra.” Now that he had come along with us, I kept thinking—how would I keep him at home? There were already two kids there; they would fight with him. After thinking about it, I told him, “Alright, I will take you to the Dharmkot Ashram!” I held his face in my hands and told him all this, and that child listened to everything with such attention!
But the moment I mentioned the Ashram… after some time, the whole topic of the ashram came up in our group. And the discussion went so far that I ended up telling everyone the entire story so far!
And then exactly what God had intended happened—a miracle. God sent His child. And they said to me, “Babaji, *we* will take the Dharmkot Ashram! You call the owner today itself and tell him we are taking it.”
My heart and mind went numb. What could I even think? This was a very big step. Very big. Something we could neither imagine nor attempt. This was something that could only happen with God’s grace. In our current situation it was impossible. I thought I must be dreaming!
As we moved towards Kedarnath, each step gave me courage to accept this truth. Because I knew what this task was and how impossible it seemed. And I didn’t even trust myself—whether I could do it. I don’t even know what made me tell them, “Yes, we will take it.”
Everything else was fine. But who exactly was this *Bhola*? The moment I mentioned the Ashram to him, it felt as if God had heard it. In that scorching heat he kept walking with us. His paws had started burning in the sun! We wore shoes, but he walked barefoot with us. If we lagged behind, he would wait ahead for us. Walking, walking, he travelled almost 100 kilometers with us! And there, that little one fell sick.
We were all heartbroken. Because in the middle of our excitement and joy, the journey suddenly took a sad turn. Everyone’s spirits dropped…
*…to be continued.**“Ashram”*
So then, what else was there to think? I had to take him along with me now. Because it felt as if it was his own choice. We couldn't stop him!!
He was extremely calm and loving! So we named him *Bhola*. I told him, “I’ll take you with me to Kangra.” Now that he had come along with us, I kept thinking—how would I keep him at home? There were already two kids there; they would fight with him. After thinking about it, I told him, “Alright, I will take you to the Dharmkot Ashram!” I held his face in my hands and told him all this, and that child listened to everything with such attention!
But the moment I mentioned the Ashram… after some time, the whole topic of the ashram came up in our group. And the discussion went so far that I ended up telling everyone the entire story so far!
And then exactly what God had intended happened—a miracle. God sent His child. And they said to me, “Babaji, *we* will take the Dharmkot Ashram! You call the owner today itself and tell him we are taking it.”
My heart and mind went numb. What could I even think? This was a very big step. Very big. Something we could neither imagine nor attempt. This was something that could only happen with God’s grace. In our current situation it was impossible. I thought I must be dreaming!
As we moved towards Kedarnath, each step gave me courage to accept this truth. Because I knew what this task was and how impossible it seemed. And I didn’t even trust myself—whether I could do it. I don’t even know what made me tell them, “Yes, we will take it.”
Everything else was fine. But who exactly was this *Bhola*? The moment I mentioned the Ashram to him, it felt as if God had heard it. In that scorching heat he kept walking with us. His paws had started burning in the sun! We wore shoes, but he walked barefoot with us. If we lagged behind, he would wait ahead for us. Walking, walking, he travelled almost 100 kilometers with us! And there, that little one fell sick.
We were all heartbroken. Because in the middle of our excitement and joy, the journey suddenly took a sad turn. Everyone’s spirits dropped…
*…to be continued.*