“Grandma, will they allow me to go to school?” Sany* asked, her big brown eyes looking up at her grandma. Grandma smiled down at her and drew her close. This little one loved to learn, and always wanted to learn more and more. Question after question filled her mind. &ldquo...
Some of you knew Vimalbai Dongre. She is an example of what Mukti can do in a person’s life. Or more pointedly, what God can do! She was brought to Mukti by her grandmother when she was only 3 months old. Her whole life was spent at the Mission where she studied in the Sharada Sa...
Narendra* is from a small village of day laborers who struggle to make a living. Their village has no roads or water facilities, families live in mud houses. There is no hospital nearby and most of the residents do not read or write. When Narendra’s family heard about the...
In the words of Ranjana* When I was a little girl, I had visited a nearby hospital run by a Christian Mission. I was fascinated to see the nurses looking after the needy patients and taking care of them in such a tender and compassionate way. There was one patient in particular who not...
Thank you! The 50K Opportunity has supplied ALL of the resources we set out to provide the Pandita Ramabai Mukti Mission in India. YOUR investments have made this a reality. Thank you! Total Invested - US$ 51,264 Watch for images of the resources being put into use - co...
Memorials and Honorariums! Do you have a loved one who has passed? Our Partners enjoy recognizing their loved ones by giving to Mukti as a Memorial to this person. Some will do so to Honor a living individual whom they greatly respect. You can read the list of the Memorials and Honorar...
Excitement rippled through Sujata’s* flower family. The girls could hardly wait the week until Christmas morning. Sujata thought back to her first Christmas at Mukti two years before; it was the first time in her life she had received a real Christmas present. She still treasured ...
---as told by a volunteer from England Pranita* was the first resident I met at Mukti. On my first evening, I joined a volunteer on her daily visit to the Honeysuckle Flower Family. The girls sat in a circle engaged in their homework. Since the girls speak Marathi and I...
Vacuna* thinks she heard His voice. Of course, she listens to His voice all the time through God’s Word, but she feels she heard His still, small voice, too. When she was just a young girl seated on the floor of Junior Church on one particular Sunday years ago, she heard ...
All the girls gathered around Rana*. Concern creased their faces, as tears fell from many eyes. Groaning and writhing in pain, Rana clutched her left side. As time passed, the pain was growing much worse. Her house parents gently took her to the clinic. “Infected appendix,”...