𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐲: 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟔𝟎 𝐍𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐦 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐲: 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟔𝟎

𝐍𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐦 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡

Journalist, 'Virangana', Krantikari Kartika, Doordarshan News' star, a role model of courage and grace for two generations! I too had my moments of pain, helplessness and sorrow, behind a mesmerizing, hypnotic smile! There are permanent wounds in my heart. In 2013 during my 'BIPOLAR DEPRESSION', instead of giving me medical treatment, I was dumped in one 'Astha Old Age Home' in Gurgaon, which was a 'scandalous death trap', run by fake doctors and illiterate criminals. I was barely 45 years (is that a period to go to old age home?) I was a millionaire, with ample luxuries and yet dumped surreptitiously. I was made to clean utensils, was denied food, live in a locked 3rd floor, with three 80+ years old couples. I had no money, clothes or a mobile phone. I saw these old, sick people, being starved, no medical attention, who were dying unattended. Even their family members were not coming to visit them. I saw human suffering. I saw them crying, howling in the night, calling for help and even I couldn't go to help them, as I too was locked. Once a local policeman came in a routine manner to survey. On a small piece of paper I wrote, "यह झूठी संस्था है, मदद कीजिए"! (Please help, it's a fake organisation). He informed his SHO, one Vijay Kumar, but the SHO didn't take any action. I wrote a complaint on a piece of paper to Mr. Manohar Lal Khattar, who had become C.M. of Haryana. He got the place raided by a 'Flying Squad of police'. They raided the place, but those owners would not let the Flying Squad members meet me. My eyes could barely open! I could barely speak! I could've been poisoned, and it would go as a 'normal death' like others! Ultimately my statement was recorded by the Social Welfare Officer, Gurgaon. He told me, "Madam you don't feel scared. I will shut down this fake old age home." That gave me some confidence. The inmates of Astha Old Age Home were shifted to safer places and I was also set free. Even in this horrifying situation, I could do a noble act of getting this 'old age home shut down', which saved several future victims to this Nazi concentration camp! Maybe that's why God had sent me there, to rescue the abandoned, senior citizens. This is what I was subjected to! I had no place to go? I went to my bank, but the Manager would not allow me to operate my account, till I showed him some IDs. He matched my signatures and was convinced about my genuineness. I checked into Mauraya Sheraton Hotel, New Delhi and lived there for three months. I focused on 'my rebirth' 'escape from the den of death' into an open, wide world. I took psychiatric counselling, focused on my health and physical looks. I had a memory loss due to 'starvation and trauma'. I gradually started resurfacing and getting in touch with some friends, without mentioning about this. '𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐅𝐥𝐞𝐰 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐨𝐨'𝐬 𝐍𝐞𝐬𝐭' 𝐛𝐲 𝐍𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐱 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬. I worked so hard for a few years and now I am back to all of you. Therefore, how much ever cruelly you may be treated, never lose hope and positivity within yourself. Happy and ebullient, I relive the life in a spiritually evolving celestial world. I love you.

Neelam Mahajan Singh Professor 

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