| Ashram 15th November 2025 |


*“Ashram”*


Our Bhola had fallen ill. Whatever we gave him to eat, he would vomit it out. We decided to take him ahead in the car because a bigger town was coming up, and surely we would find some doctor there. With that thought, we sent him ahead; my children took him with them. They did find a doctor, and he said that Bhola had a virus because of which he wouldn’t be able to eat anything for at least five days. He would have to be kept only on a drip.


They put him on a drip and brought him back to where we were staying. All of us were very sad that day. Even staying in one place for five days was difficult for us. Now this was another new test from God. That night, I called everyone I knew in that direction. Our whole group began searching for an NGO. We were sure someone would help us. And that’s exactly what happened — we found an NGO in Dehradun, and we spoke to them.


They assured us they would take full care of Bhola. But we would have to send Bhola back with them. Since we had told them the entire story, they came at 2 a.m. that night and took Bhola with them. The next day we began our journey again, and Bhola’s treatment also started at the NGO. There was some happiness in knowing that Bhola had reached a good place. But the Bhola who would wait for us ahead on the path, who would jump around us, was not with us now. We kept remembering him again and again, but we had to stay strong.


Every day we received Bhola’s photos and videos. Bhola was slowly getting better, and this brought joy to all our faces. Time passed. We returned from Kedarnath and reached Dehradun. One of our luggage trucks was heading back to Kangra, so Bhola could comfortably go in it. But the foreign woman who ran the NGO refused to return Bhola to us! She got angry, saying that we would take him on the journey again. She just couldn’t understand us. She thought we had forcibly taken a child with us. I don’t know why she thought that. The truck left without him. But I was anyway staying in Dehradun for two or three more days.


We tried to persuade her, but she didn’t return our Bhola. With a heavy heart, I left for Kangra. And shortly after going some distance, I got a phone call — now they were saying: “Come and take your child back.” I couldn’t understand anything. What was happening now? First they didn’t give him, and now they wanted us to take him back. But I had already gone very far from there. So then I…


To be continued!!!!


"Ashram"

Nuestro Bhola se había enfermado. Vomitaba todo lo que le dábamos de comer. Decidimos subirlo al coche e ir a una ciudad grande. Estábamos seguros de que allí encontraríamos un médico. Con esa idea en mente, mis hijos y yo lo llevamos. Finalmente encontramos un médico. Dijo que tenía un virus, lo que significaba que no podría comer durante al menos cinco días. Tendría que estar conectado a un suero. Después de ponerle el suero, le trajimos de vuelta a donde nos hospedábamos. !Estábamos todos muy tristes! Permanecer en un solo lugar durante cinco días también fue difícil para nosotros. Ahora, comenzaba una nueva prueba de Dios. Esa noche, llamé a todos mis conocidos que vivían en cerca del lugar donde nos encontrábamos y en la dirección a la que nos dirigíamos. Todo nuestro grupo comenzó a buscar una ONG. Confiábamos en que alguien nos ayudaría. Y así fue: encontramos una ONG en Dehradun. ¡Hablamos con ellos!

Nos aseguraron que cuidarían de Bhola por completo. Pero teníamos que enviarles a Bhola. Como les contamos toda la historia, vinieron a las 2 de la madrugada y se lo llevaron. ¡Al día siguiente emprendimos nuestro viaje! Y el tratamiento de Bhola comenzó en la ONG. Estábamos felices de que Bhola estuviera en un buen lugar. ¡Pero nuestro Bhola, que nos esperaba saltando delante del xamino, ya no estaba con nosotros!

¡Lo extrañábamos muchísimo! ¡Pero teníamos que ser fuertes!

Recibíamos fotos y videos de Bhola todos los días. Bhola se recuperaba poco a poco. ¡Y esto nos llenaba de alegría! ¡Y rápido, el tiempo pasó volando! Regresamos de Kedarnath y llegamos a Dehradun. Una de nuestras furgonetas de equipaje volvía a Kangra, así que Bhola viajaría cómodamente en ella. ¡Pero la mujer extranjera que dirigía la ONG no nos devolvía a Bhola! Se enfadó y preguntó: "¡Ustedes se lo van a llevar de vuelta para el viaje!". No entendían lo que le decíamos; pensaba que nos habíamos llevado a el niño a la fuerza. ¡No sé por qué pensó eso! ¡El coche regresó sin él! ¡Pero yo me quedé, pensaba estar en Dehradun dos o tres días!

Intentamos convencerla, pero no nos devolvía a nuestro Bhola. Partí hacia Kangra con el corazón apesadumbrado. Y al poco tiempo de llegar, recibí una llamada que decía: «¡Ven a llevarte  a tu hijo!». No entendía nada. ¿Qué estaba pasando? No me lo habían devuelto antes, y ahora querían que lo recogiera. Pero ahora yo estaba muy lejos de allí. Entonces yo... ¡Continuará!