About twenty years ago, a girl named Geeta Grace Bhasin had come to do library science at the Isabella Thoburn College (IT). She started coming to church, and I was fascinated by the fact that she had done some Bible courses at a Presbyterian seminary in the US of A. Geeta had run away from home to avoid being married off at a young age to someone she didn’t know or care for. She somehow ended up in Bhogpur, where the Taylors were running a home for girls. While staying there, she gave her life to following Jesus as Lord, and eventually had gone to the seminary in the US. After finishing there, she had come to IT to do a professional course that would allow her to support herself while serving the Lord Jesus in someway.
I was thrilled to have Geeta in church and encouraged her to use her Bible knowledge and training to preach in church. While at IT she spent quite a bit of time with Roshini seeking her counsel in all kinds of matters. Geeta would come home to spend the weekend with us and get some home-cooked food, and relax in some comfort. Through Roshini’s encouragement, Geeta phoned her parents in Kanpur, whom she had not been in touch with for years. They were overjoyed and came with a box of sweets for us and took her home for the weekend. After her course in library science, for a while Geeta worked at Woodstock School in Mussoorie, and afterwards got married to Raju Mondol, who now works with the Salt Project as a social worker.
Geeta and Raju have two sons, Samarpan and Saday. Samarpan was discovered to be autistic. After trying what was available for children like him, Geeta decided that she needed to train herself in educating an autistic kid. A group called Elim got to know about her and have sponsored her training and enabled her to start a small school for children with special needs. The school is called Ashish (meaning “blessing”).
After finishing our appointment at the UK visa agency place, we spent the afternoon of the fourteenth with Geeta and family. It so happened that the Taylors were also visiting at the time and so we finally got to meet them, and a niece, and a differently-abled woman who dropped in.
It was Geeta’s birthday. Raju, being a fantastic cook, prepared a feast for us. And now, I’m in trouble because for the rest of the year Roshini will keep telling me that I should learn to cook, that from time to time she would like to have a meal that she hadn’t cooked.
I was thrilled to have Geeta in church and encouraged her to use her Bible knowledge and training to preach in church. While at IT she spent quite a bit of time with Roshini seeking her counsel in all kinds of matters. Geeta would come home to spend the weekend with us and get some home-cooked food, and relax in some comfort. Through Roshini’s encouragement, Geeta phoned her parents in Kanpur, whom she had not been in touch with for years. They were overjoyed and came with a box of sweets for us and took her home for the weekend. After her course in library science, for a while Geeta worked at Woodstock School in Mussoorie, and afterwards got married to Raju Mondol, who now works with the Salt Project as a social worker.
Geeta and Raju have two sons, Samarpan and Saday. Samarpan was discovered to be autistic. After trying what was available for children like him, Geeta decided that she needed to train herself in educating an autistic kid. A group called Elim got to know about her and have sponsored her training and enabled her to start a small school for children with special needs. The school is called Ashish (meaning “blessing”).
After finishing our appointment at the UK visa agency place, we spent the afternoon of the fourteenth with Geeta and family. It so happened that the Taylors were also visiting at the time and so we finally got to meet them, and a niece, and a differently-abled woman who dropped in.
It was Geeta’s birthday. Raju, being a fantastic cook, prepared a feast for us. And now, I’m in trouble because for the rest of the year Roshini will keep telling me that I should learn to cook, that from time to time she would like to have a meal that she hadn’t cooked.
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