Our Story ....
We were bunch of technocrats living our lives coding peacefully in a big MNC earning enough to lead seemingly comfortable lives. But there is a meaning to every ones life and we thought that was missing in ours.Then the destiny took us to a saint from Himalaya pujya shri Gopal Maniji Maharaj speaking with a thunderous voice about greatness of Gau mata .
The place Gau Mata held in our lives was more then that of a family member. She was regarded as a mother nurturing and nourishing her sons and daughters with milk ,protecting them from diseases with her Gau mutra and making land fertile to grow grains with her Gobara.Her Oxen ploughing the fields and being an integral part of day today chores of life like transportation and irrigation.The first roti in every househod was meant for her called GauGrass.No ceremony was complete without her be it from naming ceremony to marrige ceremony or last rites. She was always referred to as GauDhan.
We have almost lost her and with that our deep values in these years after independence. The struggle for which in fact began with her when one of her true son refused putting in his mouth the cartridges laced with her flesh. Our beloved mother is now forgotten and forced out of the house ,left to feed herself at garbage bins .She is being slaughtered mercilessly to enable our great country become largest beef exporter in the world(pun intended).
The words of great saint pujya shri Gopal Maniji Maharaj moved us.He challenged youth of this country to rise and bring her back to her true place which is our hearts. His Dhenu Manas Grantha and Gau Katha deeply imbibed the love for Gau Mata in our hearts and we started Gauseva visiting Gaushala.