Vrindavan, 2017.05.15 (Care for Cows): I was wandering the streets, desperate for a drink of water. My precious little calf followed closely behind me, also eager to quench his thirst. I felt helpless.
We eventually found a water pump but I was unable to pump the water myself. I licked the dry end of the pipe in desperation, hoping a small amount of water would touch my lips. Sadly, I felt only dryness.
Nobody noticed me, nobody helped me, they passed by without any sympathy for my baby calf and me. I prayed, “Krishna, my lord, please help me in my time of need. Show me your loving mercy.”
I stood, looking at my calf, in one last attempt for water to flow from the pump and, all of a sudden, a young lady approached from one of those moving carts that humans ride in. A second human followed, a young man, with weird ink paintings on his skin and a silly looking machine around his neck that supposedly was called a camera.
At first I was quite frightened of these humans. I was unsure why they were approaching me.
The young lady slowly pumped water from the well. “Thank you god!” I cautiously approached as she continued pumping the water for me to drink. She remained there to pump the water for over 10 minutes as I took in as much water as I possibly could. My baby also drank from the well and we both were completely satisfied.
I noticed the cart they were driving said, “Care for Cows” on the back and I ran over as they were leaving. I licked the young lady’s hand as she scratched my neck and we said our goodbyes.
It was this simple act of kindness that helped my young calf and I survive another day in the streets of Vrindavan. Thank you so much to these kind souls at Care for Cows and Feed Abandoned Cows. I am forever grateful and so is my baby bull.
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.