“Inside the shelter, I’m simply a “Dada”. I push them to study, listen when they’re confused and keep reminding them that their past doesn’t decide their future. I will keep counselling them until they understand the difference between right and wrong. Not through fear but through patience because education is the only weapon with which my children here can break the cycle of poverty.” - Shivaji, Founder

For over ten years, Aasamant Snehalaya Wardha has been a quiet refuge for those the world often looks past - orphan children, the elderly and the disabled.

Back in his college days, Shivaji and a group of friends didn't have a budget; they had street plays. They performed locally, spoke about real social issues. While other students spent their earnings on movies or cafes, Shivaji and his friends never kept a rupee for themselves but for a dream they hadn't yet named.

He became what many children here never had, a steady elder brother who doesn’t give up on them

As the years passed, the responsibility grew and so did the circle around him.

After marriage, his wife Madhavi chose to step in full-time, focusing especially on the shelter’s food requirements. In a place like this, food is never just food but it's making sure that even if life has been unpredictable, at least mealtime won’t be. His childhood friend, Virendra, has been by his dada’s side since the 11th standard.

“From the elderly who have forgotten their own names to orphans who have never known a father’s lap, our Shivaji dada stands as the quiet, sturdy pillar holding up their world.” - Virendra, childhood friend

At the shelter, success here isn't a line in a ledger but in the moment a child no longer feels abandoned

"Where the world saw a girl with no prospects, dada saw a soldier in me. Wearing the Indian Army uniform for being selected for Agniveer is a thank you to this home that believed in me when I had nothing." - Bhakti, ashram student

“When expenses felt heavier than my books, this place helped me stay in school instead of working in the fields. At the ashram, I found a father figure who believed that my potential was bigger than my poverty." - Sakshi, Engineering Student, GEC Amravati 

"After my father died, life felt like a dead end. I came here in 7th grade, broken and quiet. At Sewashram, I was taught that my life still had value because they treated my education as a priority, not a charity.” - Deep, Pharmacy Graduate, GPAT Scholar

The constant math of milk and medicines for 110 people brings a new bill every single day

Despite the trophies, the reality inside the walls is a constant hum of urgency for groceries, textbooks and medical expenses. The elderly need regular hospital visits and the children need textbooks.

Shivaji has spent his life being the 'Dada' everyone else needed and now he needs your help. Please click here to help Shivaji still stand tall, a man who gave up his youth so that 110 others could have a life.