My name is Lt. Gen. (Retd.) Bhopinder Singh, and I served the Indian Army for 41 years. I joined in 1965 and within two months I was in the Indo-Pak war.
I was wounded so badly that I was declared dead and spent 8 months on a hospital bed.
But I survived, returned to duty, and went on to serve in every major conflict including Kargil and the toughest insurgency zones. After retirement, I still wanted to serve my country.
In 2009, my wife, Winnie, visited Vrindavan for a Rotary donation. What she saw there changed everything. Elderly widows were sitting on the street in torn white sarees. Some begged for one meal. Some slept on the footpath. Many had shaved heads and no support. She came home and said only one sentence: “Their pain is unbearable. We must do something.”
Those words became our turning point.
Stories No Parent Should Ever Hear
As Winnie ji and I met these mothers, the truth stunned us. One mother had been beaten with a burning wooden stick by her own son. A 90-year-old was thrown out of a temple and left on the road with soiled clothes. Many were sent to Vrindavan after their husbands died, treated like a burden, and put on a train with nothing. Most had no documents, no pension, no home and no family. They survived only because someone gave them a handful of rice. I knew this was not charity. This was my duty.
Building a Home for Mothers Society Abandoned
With public support, Winnie ji and I built our first ashram in Vrindavan in 2014. Later, we built another in Radha Kund. Today, 85 mothers live in our Vrindavan ashram, 45 mothers live in Radha Kund,and around 300 mothers come to us each day for food, milk, fruits, medicines and clothing.
Every month, our outreach supports close to 7,500 widows. For many of them, this is the only dignity they have left.
The Daily Battle to Keep These Mothers Alive
Running two ashrams is a constant struggle. We provide food, medicines, clothing, caretakers, milk, fruits and daily essentials. We maintain both buildings and pay rent and electricity.
Last year, our major project funding ended, and now we are surviving on limited savings. Some days I wonder how we will continue if donations stop. These mothers have no one else.
I often remember what one widow told me: “One mother can raise ten children. But today ten children cannot raise one mother.” Her words never leave me.
Your Support Restores Dignity to a Mother Who Has No One Left
I have picked mothers up from the streets, brought home women who were starving and sat beside mothers who were abandoned and broken. At my age, most people rest. But I cannot rest when my mothers sleep hungry.
Your support helps us provide food, medical care, clothing, shelter, caretakers and dignity. When you donate, you stand with a soldier who never stopped serving India, and with mothers who have been forgotten by their own families.
Please help me and Winnie ji continue protecting these abandoned mothers. Please help us keep them safe, fed and cared for.
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