Vrindavan, 2017.02.14 (CofC): I am a 16-month-old black bull, thrown onto the streets after my mother stopped giving milk.
I have been scrounging the rubbish dumps and other places in Vrindavan where I knew I could get some food. I heard many people saying that I am a handsome bull, but that’s it: no food for my hungry body. The only one who really cared and gave me food was Mohanachandran, and the members of SCS and FAC.
One day I was hungry and could not find any food. As I was passing a vegetable stall, out of hunger I took one potato. But the next moment I collapsed with severe pain in my back right leg and could not stand. I realized that I had been beaten with a stick by the owner of the stall, and my leg was broken.
The stall owner, feeling guilty, made a tourniquet of bamboo and tied my leg with cloth. I crawled away to a quiet place at the back of the stalls and just laid there, not knowing what my fate would be.
Some neighbors took pity on me and gave me food and water. After two weeks of agony and pain, I heard the familiar voice of Mohan calling out “Shyam!” (that is what they call me). I heard him telling his friend that he had been looking for me for many days and was worried and concerned. He had asked around, and one of the house owners told him that I was lying at the back of the vegetable stalls.
When he saw me lying down with my leg wrapped in blood-drenched cloth, he was shocked and in tears. Immediately he called Care for Cows, whose staff came immediately and checked me out. They decided I had to be taken to Care for Cows Gaushala for treatment.
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The ambulance from the free cow ambulance service came, and I was transported to Kiki Nagla.
I was surprised to see the number of cow lovers and staff of CFC present to receive me. One brought me some gur, one brought some laddus, another brought me some water. One mataji (Nadia) started brushing me. I had never felt such love.
I was laid down on a carpet in a huge room, and my wound was cleaned and proper medical attention was given.
After three days in the Care for Cows Gaushala, I know that I am in the safe hands of kind and caring cow lovers. Dr. Pramod had a look at my broken leg and he is sure my wound can be healed, and I will be able to walk in 2 months. I am grateful to the members of Care for Cows, SCS Team, Archak (Ambulance), Dr. Pramod, and most of all my dear friend Mohanachandran.
Care for Cows does wonderful service, taking sick and injured cows off the streets, providing them medical treatment and a loving home at their gaushala. Please check out the Care for Cows website and donate if you feel inspired.
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