Between Heaven and Hell/It Depends On Which Day You Ask

Gandhi sculpted in a tree at the ashram

“It depends on which day you ask”  was the response from Veena, (an Indian-American volunteer from Berkeley),when asked how she would rate her experience working as a doctor for Manav Sadhna this past year. It certainly could be said about so many things in India. I would be lying if I said that the three weeks spent in Ahmedabad working with the children at Manav Sadhna went by quickly. The last week I was counting the days until our departure.  We hated the city- the choking fumes of pollution, the rubble, the slums, and the complete chaos.  There doesn’t seem to be any redeeming factors to counter the negativity.

The flip side is the incredible experience of working with people so totally dedicated to compassionate service and non violence. This is no ashram with holy people; it is everyday people putting into practice their convictions in the most humble manner without ego, only service. Each day begins with communal prayer and sharing.Virren gave up a lucrative career in the US and decided not to marry and have a family, in order to follow his heart and be fully committed to serving others.  He earned enough money  in the USA which enabled him not to have to worry about working anymore.  Similar stories were repeated many times.

What is so startling to me is the number of young people, born in the UK or US who come  as repeat volunteers to Ahmedabad each year during school vacations to serve at Manav Sadhna.  Esham is an 18 year old ,born in England of Gujarati parents ,who first visited India as a fifteen year old with the program, Discover India.  He was so taken with what he experienced, that he started his own charitable foundation to build sports fields in the slum areas of Ahmedabad.  Britain awarded him honors for his work.  His father was born in Uganda, but grew up in the UK when his family and all people of Indian ancestry were kicked out by the dictator, Idi Amin in 1972.  Esham’s wish for his 18th birthday was to bring his father to experience Manav Sadhna, and see Gujarat for the first time. During the summer break, the ashram is filled with young Indians from abroad, who have never grown up or lived in India, but feel a strong pull.  I met three or four 18 year old girls,on winter break from University.  All of them expressed the same sentiment.  “When I leave, all I think about is when I’m coming back next”. Nimmo is a 37 year old hip hop singer who grew up in LA and moved to Ahmedabad permanently six years ago. He is in the process of helping set up an arts center and tours around the world sharing his message of love and cooperation, through his music.

I loved how I felt at the ashram and the relationships with the volunteers and the children I worked with, but I could never go back to Ahmedabad.  Its hard for me to understand the powerful magnet that attracts these young people come back to such a place. I know it will take some time to fully absorb what I learned and I am grateful for the time I spent there. So ,yes it depends what day you ask for my answer about my Indian adventure, but it is not yet over.  After Rajasthan we are headed for the Himalayas and the sacred cities of Haridwar and Rishikesh.

5 thoughts on “Between Heaven and Hell/It Depends On Which Day You Ask

  1. Nishi Marcus's avatarNishi Marcus

    your extended experience in this topsy-turvy environment — sky-flown ideals and refuse-encrusted reality — will probably reverberate in the echoes of coming years……alway great to read your observations…..

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  2. mendoken's avatarmendoken

    What an amazing story…To find -and give and share- love and dedication in such a place! I’m now back from my three weeks in La Manzanilla, México. From warm sunny
    weeks on the beach and environs to the cold rainy present of life in woodland Mendocino County. Instead of the constant cacophony and noise of town life there’s a flicker’s calling out there somewhere, munching on toyon berries the solo line above the drone background of the swollen rushing creek..Safe blessings with you as you transition to the next destinations on your amazing journey! Thanks for bringing us along!

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  3. steve's avatarsteve

    The “powerful magnet” is service. Chennai has an equally short list of redeeming qualities. Yes, there are people there that I could visit; but the reason I miss it, the reason I would go back, is the orphanage where I taught Shakespeare.

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