Success Stories

My son used to work at a tyre shop. He is thirteen. Now he is in the Gurukul, he reads to me in the evening, and he tells me the names of the cows before he tells me anything else about his day.

I had stopped going to the doctor because the bus alone was forty rupees each way. At the camp they checked my eyes and gave me spectacles the same week. I can thread a needle again. It sounds small. It is not.

After my husband died the house was very quiet. Here somebody notices if I do not come for tea. That is the whole difference, and it is bigger than I can explain.

I came for one Sunday to help at the bhandara. I have been coming for two years. Nobody asked me to stay. There is simply always something that needs doing, and it is good to be the one doing it.

She came to us barely able to stand, with plastic in her stomach. She is not a productive animal and she never will be. She is also eleven years old and still here, and that is the entire point.

I take one Sunday a month. In four hours I see more untreated cataract than in a week at my clinic. These are not difficult cases. They are simply cases nobody reached.