[this is a true story of a girl student of pramukh swami medical college, heard from a very authentic source. Obviously, the true names have been changed..]
When dr.joshi passed out from the medical college, before about half a century, there hardly were any doctors in the area he chose to practice. Dr. joshi could have been a money making machine like others. But he had a different mission. He believed in providing medical service to the poor people around him first. Money was a pure by product of his service. Day or night, winter or summer, dr.joshi was always there to serve his patients.
Soon, he became very popular in his area. The public around him recognized his services. One day, when he was busy in his clinic, a young vibrant sadhu rushed in his chamber.
“doctor, can you please come to visit my guru? He is very sick and is not able to come here…” said the sadhu breathing fast.
“ ok. Where is your guru?” dr.joshi was ready to serve as always.
“just a few kilometers from here..but I have come with a car. We can come back as soon as possible.” said the sadhu .
Dr.joshi took his emergency bag and went along with the young sadhu. Soon, they reached. the guruji was really very sick. The guruji was none other than shri yogiji maharaj from akshar purushottam sect of swaminarayan. Dr.joshi examined yogiji maharaj and prescribed medicines. Dr.joshi’s knowledge of medicine worked again like in his hundreds of patients and after a few days, maharaj became normal.
Then it became routine for the young sadhu to come to dr.joshi and escort him to his guruji whenever it needed. Guruji was very happy with his services and he blessed the doctor every time.
Years passed by. Dr.joshi almost forgot the incident but his selfless services continued. Meanwhile, dr.joshi became father of a beautiful daughter…meena. From his busy practice, he always would find time to play with his beloved daughter. She grew like the princess of fairy tales. She Not only was intelligent but also she was very studious. It became very clear to friends and family around her that one day she would become a doctor like her father. She also wanted to be a doctor. Dr.joshi was also very sure of meena’s academic performance. Soon , meena passed out her 10th std exams with flying colors, adding ambitions to her father and the family.
But life is full of surprises. Even after her genuine efforts, meena could not score the required marks needed to enter a medical college. She just missed it by a few numbers.
The dream appeared broken.
“ dr.joshi, is only because of bad luck that meena could not score in 12th std exams. Why can not you send her to pramukhswami medical college on a donation seat?” some of the friends suggested.
“ no. I can not do this. If she wishes to be a doctor, she has to be on merit. A doctor has to be meritorious.” Dr.joshi had his own ideas.
“ do you really believe that those who have scored few marks more than meena are far better than her? There are 10 donation seats. If you do not try for meena, they are to allot it to some one else with may be even far lesser marks than meena. Would it be good for the society?” at last after much more persuasion dr.joshi agreed to try for a donation seat at pramukhswami medical college karamsad.
“dr.joshi, don’t you remember your services to yogiji maharaj years back? Major donation to pramukhswami medical college is from them. You can remind them while you represent. They are the final authority for all donation seats.”
“oh. That was decades back. Who would remember that.? And shri yogiji maharaj has passed away years back.” dr.joshi was skeptical.
However, in whole of his life, dr.joshi never asked any favor from any one around him. It was really very difficult for him to go to some one and request. But this was different as it was related with life and career of his beloved daughter.
Dr.joshi finally convinced himself to go to pramukhswami maharaj and request him for a donation seat for meena.
“ in which words should I request? Will they listen to my request? Or they just will not let me represent? Would it be prudent to remind them of my services to yogiji maharaj?” dr.joshi had flood of thoughts in his mind on the way to meet the swamiji.
Finally, as per the appointment they reached the place to meet and request shri pramukhswami maharaj. Dr.joshi felt nervous more than he ever felt in his tough medial exams. His heart really beated fast.
As they entered the hall, they saw pramukhswami maharaj sitting graciously in front of them. Some one started introducing dr.joshi to swamiji.
“ he is dr.joshi from…”
swamiji stared at dr.joshi and to his and all other’s surprise, stood up from his seat !
“arre joshi saheb tame?”he was none other than the young vibrant sadhu who used to escort dr.joshi in the car to shri yogiji maharaj!!
Nothing more is remaining to end the story!
When dr.joshi passed out from the medical college, before about half a century, there hardly were any doctors in the area he chose to practice. Dr. joshi could have been a money making machine like others. But he had a different mission. He believed in providing medical service to the poor people around him first. Money was a pure by product of his service. Day or night, winter or summer, dr.joshi was always there to serve his patients.
Soon, he became very popular in his area. The public around him recognized his services. One day, when he was busy in his clinic, a young vibrant sadhu rushed in his chamber.
“doctor, can you please come to visit my guru? He is very sick and is not able to come here…” said the sadhu breathing fast.
“ ok. Where is your guru?” dr.joshi was ready to serve as always.
“just a few kilometers from here..but I have come with a car. We can come back as soon as possible.” said the sadhu .
Dr.joshi took his emergency bag and went along with the young sadhu. Soon, they reached. the guruji was really very sick. The guruji was none other than shri yogiji maharaj from akshar purushottam sect of swaminarayan. Dr.joshi examined yogiji maharaj and prescribed medicines. Dr.joshi’s knowledge of medicine worked again like in his hundreds of patients and after a few days, maharaj became normal.
Then it became routine for the young sadhu to come to dr.joshi and escort him to his guruji whenever it needed. Guruji was very happy with his services and he blessed the doctor every time.
Years passed by. Dr.joshi almost forgot the incident but his selfless services continued. Meanwhile, dr.joshi became father of a beautiful daughter…meena. From his busy practice, he always would find time to play with his beloved daughter. She grew like the princess of fairy tales. She Not only was intelligent but also she was very studious. It became very clear to friends and family around her that one day she would become a doctor like her father. She also wanted to be a doctor. Dr.joshi was also very sure of meena’s academic performance. Soon , meena passed out her 10th std exams with flying colors, adding ambitions to her father and the family.
But life is full of surprises. Even after her genuine efforts, meena could not score the required marks needed to enter a medical college. She just missed it by a few numbers.
The dream appeared broken.
“ dr.joshi, is only because of bad luck that meena could not score in 12th std exams. Why can not you send her to pramukhswami medical college on a donation seat?” some of the friends suggested.
“ no. I can not do this. If she wishes to be a doctor, she has to be on merit. A doctor has to be meritorious.” Dr.joshi had his own ideas.
“ do you really believe that those who have scored few marks more than meena are far better than her? There are 10 donation seats. If you do not try for meena, they are to allot it to some one else with may be even far lesser marks than meena. Would it be good for the society?” at last after much more persuasion dr.joshi agreed to try for a donation seat at pramukhswami medical college karamsad.
“dr.joshi, don’t you remember your services to yogiji maharaj years back? Major donation to pramukhswami medical college is from them. You can remind them while you represent. They are the final authority for all donation seats.”
“oh. That was decades back. Who would remember that.? And shri yogiji maharaj has passed away years back.” dr.joshi was skeptical.
However, in whole of his life, dr.joshi never asked any favor from any one around him. It was really very difficult for him to go to some one and request. But this was different as it was related with life and career of his beloved daughter.
Dr.joshi finally convinced himself to go to pramukhswami maharaj and request him for a donation seat for meena.
“ in which words should I request? Will they listen to my request? Or they just will not let me represent? Would it be prudent to remind them of my services to yogiji maharaj?” dr.joshi had flood of thoughts in his mind on the way to meet the swamiji.
Finally, as per the appointment they reached the place to meet and request shri pramukhswami maharaj. Dr.joshi felt nervous more than he ever felt in his tough medial exams. His heart really beated fast.
As they entered the hall, they saw pramukhswami maharaj sitting graciously in front of them. Some one started introducing dr.joshi to swamiji.
“ he is dr.joshi from…”
swamiji stared at dr.joshi and to his and all other’s surprise, stood up from his seat !
“arre joshi saheb tame?”he was none other than the young vibrant sadhu who used to escort dr.joshi in the car to shri yogiji maharaj!!
Nothing more is remaining to end the story!
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