Old Age Home




My family and I have been annually visiting the Shri Ramnik Kunwarba Vrudhashram, an old age home in Rajkot, Gujarat, India for more than 6 years now. During my summer vacations whenever I visit my grandparents’ home, my family has made it a custom to also visit and serve the senior citizens in the old age home for a few weeks.
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In the “vrudhashram”, assisting the elders in their daily chores, carrying heavy stuff for them and receiving their heartfelt blessings, has always provided me deep emotional satisfaction. I also get to learn a lot by speaking to the elders about philosophy, politics and life experiences in general. Those stretched discussions often prove to be their mode of entertainment and at times, a vent to some distressed feelings of helplessness. When I assure them of my support, I long for those teary eyed smiles and blessings which have been my precious rewards. They would often tell me to study hard, respect all the elderly citizens and never leave my parents, to which I pledge my agreement. I also remember how my granddad used to hold my hand and walk me around the ashram in the evening and how the ashram residents regarded me as their son. Gradually as the years have passed by, I have noticed the residents grow older and some discontinuing the journey of life. Those sad demises include that of my granddad, with whom I used to visit the care-home for many years. Now, even though I don’t have him by my side during the walks, I have resolved to continue my service to the ashram residents. I still spend time with those elders, enjoy with them and distribute tasty edibles at their meal times. I think they look really cute while savouring spicy snacks. Till today I love to run errands for them, get some more snacks, post a letter, get their damaged spectacles or walking sticks repaired and occasionally visit the pharmacy to get them some medicines. I miss my granddad while doing those chores as they remind me of the times I helped my grandfather with some work in the city. He too, like the elders in the care home, would hug and bless me when I returned after completing the small chores.
That similar love from the ashram residents makes me wonder how their children have abandoned their helpless parents. This emotionally enriching experience not only teaches me to support my parents forever but also makes me grateful to the lord for providing my family guidance and support. I believe that it’s the right of all the senior citizens of my country to have a happy and peaceful life before they leave our world. They have served our country in the past and deserve respect and recognition for their hard work. I am determined to continue my support for the most senior and experienced segment of our society…