The Dalit-Tribals of Gujarat and Maharashtra lived in stark poverty and utter helplessness. Their lives were full of hardships, barely managing to fill their bellies twice a day; decent clothes fully covering their bodies were a luxury and celebration of festivals was unheard of. No Ganesh or Devi Ma murtis for worship, no diyas to light the night of Diwali, no sweets and goodies for their children. The despair which these people lived in was exploited by evangelists, who didn't spare a single opportunity to point out discrimination and despair — promising equality and dignity while sowing seeds of hatred against Sanatan.
Every diya lit declared: "Our gods never abandoned us." Every chant roared: "We are Sanatani and proud!"
But the days of lies and hatred are not many. Janswabhiman Welfare Society entered the lives of these Dalit-Tribals, not with bait, promises and "offers" but with love, respect and a revelation that Sanatan Dharma is for all and all are equal in Sanatan Dharma. They placed Ganesh idols in homes. They filled silent villages and hamlets with bhajans and kirtans. They served Mahaprasad to every man, woman, and child — proving that no one is untouchable, that no daughter is disrespected, that no devotee is forgotten. Temples, which lay bare and silent due to missionary propaganda, were filled with devotees who witnessed for themselves that no temple or Vedic God barred them from entering, doing havan-pooja, singing Bhajan-Kirtan and immersing themselves in Prabhu Bhakti.
The missionary propaganda of Vedic Gods being "deaf and blind" for the Dalit-Tribals was cut through by the shankhnaad and Jaikaras, as Janswabhiman brought the truth for every Sanatani Dalit-Tribal to see and witness — Every diya lit declared: "Our gods never abandoned us." Every chant roared: "We are Sanatani and proud!"
“Through Jan Swabhiman, the tribals found what was stolen — faith, dignity, and unity.”
Every Dalit home welcomed Ganeshji, a feat unheard of earlier; every village and hamlet filled with Ganesh Bhakti and Jaikaras; every hand partook Mahaprasad and every face smiled brilliantly with happiness, as they themselves witnessed the non-discrimination in Sanatan Dharma. Villages once poisoned by doubt now thundered with conch shells. Through Jan Swabhiman, the tribals found what was stolen — faith, dignity, and unity.
