Patient Stories
Stories from the Mahatma Gandhi Tribal Hospital, Melghat, as MAHAN tells them. Patients' names are first names only or changed, and no patient's face is shown.
21 August 2026
ICU full — every bed fighting for a life
"Real happiness lies in making others happy — and tonight, eight lives are being fought for with everything we have."
Tonight, the ICU of MAHAN's Mahatma Gandhi Tribal Hospital, Melghat, is running at full capacity — 8 seriously ill patients are battling for their lives, and 7 of them are poor tribal patients from remote villages of Melghat.
In a region with no intensivist and no other critical care facility for miles, our ICU is often the only hope between life and death for the Korku and Gond tribal families of these forested hills.
Dr. Satavs and the entire team of doctors, nurses and staff are working round the clock, monitoring every patient, every minute. This is what your support makes possible: critical care for those who would otherwise have none.
1 August 2026
Across the Tapi: a lamp of sight
An unforgettable night from Dr. Kavita Satav’s eye-care work in Melghat
It happened twenty years ago. Melghat — a tribal land lost in the Satpuda ranges, wrapped in dense forest, a hundred and fifty kilometres from Amravati. When my wife, Dr. Kavita, and I first set foot here, there was not a single large hospital in the whole region. Only two primary health centres — one at Dharni, one at Chikhaldara. Everywhere else, only darkness — of the eyes, and of belief.
We began with an intensive care unit and one assistant. But the real obstacle was never equipment; it was the superstition lodged deep in people's minds. The very idea that there could be a separate "doctor for the eyes" was foreign here. People believed that once you crossed forty your sight would fail and blindness would come — that this was simply nature's law. When Kavita opened her clinic, at first the patients would not come at all. Surgery was unthinkable: rumours spread from village to village that the doctor would take out your eye and set a goat's eye in its place.
Our son Athang had just been born — barely three or four months old — the day Kavita said: "If the patients will not come to the hospital, then we will go to them. This is exactly what we trained for — to save these people's eyes, to lift away their blindness." And so a new routine began. With the infant Athang placed in a cradle tied to a tree, Kavita would set out house to house on fixed days each week. In heat so fierce that merely walking was a trial, she went village by village, home by home, examining eyes.
One night from those summers still stands before me exactly as it was. That day Kavita had gone to screen eyes in the villages just across the border, in Madhya Pradesh. The Tapi river separates Madhya Pradesh from Maharashtra — and there is no bridge at that crossing. To reach the villages on the far side, you had to cross the river bed itself. Around half past nine at night my phone rang. It was Kavita: "Ashish, our ambulance is stuck in the river. We've just sent for a tractor." In that pitch-dark night, an ambulance sunk midstream — and yet in her voice there was not a trace of fear, only the stubborn will to press on.
Countless such nights, countless such roads. Going door to door, she examined eyes in nearly four to four-and-a-half lakh persons, screened one to two lakh children, and lifted the blindness of more than thirty-six thousand people. In a community that had never even imagined an "eye doctor," trust was built the only way it could be — by showing real results, one healed pair of eyes at a time.
We do not merely treat illnesses; we operate on false beliefs as well. And all of this became possible because, through the hardest of moments, Kavita stood beside me — unshaken. It was her courage that let us raise something so large in Melghat.
— Dr. Ashish Satav
7 April 2026
The resurrection of Jamnu
A Melghat miracle at MAHAN, supported by the compassionate Wairagkar family
In the deep forest shadows of Melghat, the story of Jamnu was supposed to be a tragedy. At 45 years old, she had become a prisoner of her own body. What began as an old vertebral fracture had spiralled into a medical nightmare that left her paralysed, gasping for air, and fading into the fog of sepsis.
Jamnu entered the MAHAN Melghat ICU not with one illness, but with a systemic collapse: quadriplegia caused by severe cord compression at the neck and mid-back; sepsis and septic shock fuelled by deep, infected bedsores; bilateral pneumonia; severe anaemia and dangerously low protein and salts; and encephalopathy — her brain was shutting down under the weight of the infection.
In many places, Jamnu would have been considered a "terminal" case. But at MAHAN, the ICU staff doesn't see a terminal case; they see a mother, a neighbour, and a fighter. Day and night, the MAHAN staff lived in that ICU alongside Jamnu. The doctors and nurses meticulously dressed her ulcers, balanced her electrolytes, and cleared her lungs of pneumonia.
As Jamnu stabilised, her path to recovery was bolstered by the Shanti-Nilayam hospice. This sanctuary exists because of the profound empathy of the Wairagkar family, who chose to fund palliative care in memory of Mr. Suresh Chandra Wairagkar. Because of Dr. Niteen Wairagkar's guidance and the financial support and insurance by MJPJAY, Jamnu had access to the palliative care required to manage her paralysis and pain.
Today, her village welcomes back a woman who has quite literally returned from the brink of the grave. Her story is the heartbeat of MAHAN: where there is a will to serve, there is a way to save.
7 February 2026
The mother who refused to fade
The silence in the MAHAN Trust ICU was broken only by the rhythmic hiss of a ventilator. On the bed lay a young tribal woman, her body a battlefield. Tuberculosis had ravaged her lungs. Sepsis had poisoned her blood. Her blood pressure was staggering under septic shock, and her organs were failing.
In the village she left behind, a small child waited. She was the pillar of her home — the one who cooked, the one who cared, the one who held their world together.
For 15 days and 15 nights, the team waged a war: precise titration of life-saving drugs and sophisticated ventilation with oxygen; constant monitoring, sleepless nights, and the refusal to let a young mother become another statistic of poverty.
On the sixteenth day, the ventilator was removed. When she was discharged, she didn't leave in an ambulance — she walked out on her own two feet. Later, she walked into the OPD with a bright smile and steady steps, ready to return to her child.
To our donors: your donations bought the oxygen that filled her lungs and the medicine that cleaned her blood. With your support, we can ensure that no mother in the tribal heartlands has to die simply because she is poor.
12 January 2026
A victory for humanity: saving the “last person”
In the remote, hilly forests of Madhya Pradesh, where the terrain is rugged and resources are scarce, a young life hung by a thread.
Arjun (pseudo name to hide identity), a marginalised tribal youth, has lived with paraplegia for years. Unable to walk and living in one of the most difficult-to-access villages, he was among the most vulnerable members of our society. He was struck by severe pneumonia, sepsis and respiratory failure.
When he reached the Mahatma Gandhi Tribal Hospital, Arjun was in septic shock and suffering from critical hypoxia. Our medical team immediately moved him into the ICU. For days, our doctors and nurses worked around the clock — and Arjun was saved.
This recovery is the fulfilment of Mahatma Gandhi's vision of Antyodaya — serving the very last person in the queue — and Swami Vivekananda's call to serve the "Daridra Narayana", the Divine in the poor. The treatment was provided completely free of cost, possible only because of our dedicated staff and our generous donors. No village is too far and no person is too "small" to be saved.
7 December 2025
Real happiness in saving lives
In one single day, MAHAN Trust's dedicated team successfully stabilised and saved five critical, poor tribal patients admitted to the ICU. Among these five were three young men and women — youths in the prime of their lives — who were admitted to the hospital on the very verge of death.
For the past week, our medical and nursing teams lived and breathed the rhythm of the ICU, monitoring every minute change in condition and employing every available resource. Because of collective effort, dedication and the generosity of our donors, five lives, five futures and five families were secured.
Youth and adults of economically productive age are the bedrock of our society. In tribal areas the adult mortality rate is distressingly high. When we save a young adult, we are simultaneously saving a farmer, a mother, a community leader, and securing the livelihood of a whole family. We urge every institution, every voluntary organisation and the government to prioritise critical care access for tribal India.
26 July 2025
The girl who returned from the edge
The monsoon crouched low over Melghat. In one of the scattered tribal villages, a fifteen-year-old girl lay nearly unconscious on the floor of her hut after delivering a baby — burning with fever, her limbs jerking with convulsions, her breath shallow and wet.
When she was finally carried to MAHAN's Mahatma Gandhi Tribal Hospital, after hours of travel through flooded roads, her eyes were vacant. Her skin had the pale tint of severe anaemia. Her mind, clouded by sepsis and encephalopathy, no longer responded to voice or touch.
Blood was transfused. Injections administered. Oxygen given. For six days, they fought for her — convulsions, crashing vitals, a brain struggling to wake. No one asked if she could pay. On the seventh morning, she blinked.
On the day of her discharge she stood on her own — wobbly, barefoot, wearing a borrowed shawl — and she smiled. There was no bill. No debt. Only a farewell. Thanks to the donors Fine Organics Limited, Bajaj Auto CSR and others, trustees and staff of MAHAN.
7 July 2025
From cloudburst to lifeline
The journey of Mahatma Gandhi Tribal Hospital, Melghat
On 7 July 2007, MAHAN Trust, in collaboration with Kasturba Health Society (KHS), Sevagram, inaugurated the Mahatma Gandhi Tribal Hospital — a multi-specialty hospital to bring advanced healthcare to one of India's most neglected tribal belts. More than 50 dignitaries and supporters travelled from faraway cities.
Shortly after the inauguration, a sudden cloudburst unleashed torrential rain. One route out of Melghat was blocked by the surging Sipana river near Semadoh; the other by a landslide near Ghatang. Guests, including Dhirubhaiji of KHS and several MAHAN trustees, were trapped in the forested hills with no food and no shelter. Through tireless efforts, all were rescued safely.
Eighteen years later, thousands of critically ill tribal patients have been saved; thousands blinded by cataract have regained sight; countless pregnant mothers and malnourished children have been rescued. During COVID, snake bites, de-addiction crises or severe malnutrition, the hospital never shut its doors. It is not just a hospital — it is a temple of service.
1 June 2025
A dream fulfilled in the hills of Melghat
Just last week, the ICU at Mahatma Gandhi Tribal Hospital stood as a beacon of hope. Ten critically ill tribal patients were admitted. Among them was a poor woman with an oxygen saturation of just 68%, a level considered life-threatening. She had walked miles from a distant hamlet.
Thanks to ventilator support, careful monitoring and God's grace, she survived. When she walked back to the hospital, our new young medical officer — who had helped manage her critical care — said: "This is the first time I have felt such deep satisfaction in my life. This is why I became a doctor."
In saving one life, we had inspired another to dedicate their own. This is not just medicine. This is a movement — to fulfil the dreams of the Mahatma, one patient at a time.
— Dr. Ashish Satav and Dr. Kavita Satav
28 April 2025
The magic of dedication, compassion and modern medicine
A 9-year-old boy, Vian, was brought to the ICU of MAHAN – Mahatma Gandhi Tribal Hospital, Melghat, in an extremely critical condition: sickle cell disease with a vaso-occlusive crisis, severe anaemia, pneumonia, ARDS, pericardial effusion, sepsis, severe hypoxia, status epilepticus and multi-organ failure.
This was a fight for life against almost every possible system failure. Under Dr. Satav, the MAHAN team battled day and night with critical care and ventilator support — and they won. The child survived.
This was made possible through the timely support and expertise of Dr. Khirwadkar, Dr. Dipti Jain and Dr. Dani, and financial aid from Bajaj Auto Limited, Dr. Niteen Wairagkar, Fine Organics Limited, Girish Saiwe and the MJPJAY scheme.
28 August 2024
A birthday spent saving a young life
On August 28, 2024, I celebrated my birthday in a profoundly meaningful way. I was moved by the recovery of a 21-year-old poor tribal woman who had arrived at the Mahatma Gandhi Tribal Hospital with sickle cell disease and a vaso-occlusive crisis, severe anaemia (Hb 2 g/dL), suspected rheumatic heart disease, ARDS, and an oxygen saturation of 40%.
She was placed on mechanical ventilation with more than 30 litres of oxygen per minute and multiple units of blood in our ICU. Her haemoglobin rose from 2 to 7.2 g/dL, and her oxygen saturation stabilised at 98%.
This was a deep reminder of why I founded MAHAN Trust and the Mahatma Gandhi Tribal Hospital: to offer life-saving care in the most remote and underserved areas, together with our team and our donors.
— Dr. Ashish Satav
15 March 2024
Shantabai’s journey: a vision restored
At 60, Shantabai had lost her livelihood as a labourer to failing vision, and depended on her daughter-in-law's small income to support herself and two young grandchildren.
Our field supervisor, on a door-to-door visit, found that she had a mature cataract. When she learned that transport, surgery and medicine would be free at our base hospital, she found the courage to go ahead. On 17 October 2023, she underwent surgery. For the first time in years, Shantabai could see the world clearly — and once again carry out her daily work with confidence and dignity.
Thank you for making Shantabai's story — and countless others like hers — possible.
30 November 2023
Shanti-Nilayam: an abode of peace
In his final days, Mr. Suresh Chandra Wairagkar of Akola expressed a wish to donate his body and, instead of traditional rituals, to create something everlasting. Having experienced the lack of hospice facilities for terminally ill patients, especially among tribal communities, his family helped create "Shanti-Nilayam", the Abode of Peace, within the MAHAN Trust hospital in Melghat.
Shanti-Nilayam houses a four-bed unit with 24/7 medical care — on-call doctors, nursing staff, cardiac monitors, ventilators and defibrillators — and grief counselling for families facing the loss of a loved one, free of charge.
27 November 2023
A young mother’s fight with tuberculosis
At just 27 years old, a young tribal woman from Dharni was in the grip of tuberculosis — of both lungs and the kidney — with respiratory failure, kidney failure, coma and severe hypoxia. Her 18-month-old child waited at home. Twice before, she had stopped her TB treatment, because the journey to hospital and the loss of wages were more than the family could bear.
With the support of the government TB department and a telemicroscope from ACT, the medical team led by Dr. Ashish Satav could treat her. Ventilator management, medicines and every resource available — all completely free of cost.
Her story reflects the plight of millions in tribal areas. As we share it, let us not only open hearts but also extend hands to support those working on the front lines.
19 November 2023
Surya
In the hills of Melghat lived a young tribal boy named Surya. Weakened by severe malnutrition, he fell ill with pneumonia, while his mother battled serious tuberculosis in the MAHAN ICU.
At MAHAN Mahatma Gandhi Tribal Hospital, the medical team, with the MAHAN research team, gave him local therapeutic food made for the nutritional needs of the tribal community. Neki Ka Petara, an initiative led by Khushrooji and his team, ensured a steady supply of milk. Days turned into weeks, and against all odds, Surya began to gain strength — and the spark of life returned to his eyes.
10 November 2023
A Diwali illuminated by compassion
As Diwali dawned on Melghat, two lives hung in the balance in the hospital's ICU — one patient battling Acute Respiratory Distress Syndrome on a ventilator, and a young man recovering from a heart attack. Through the night, the team led by Dr. Ashish Satav and Dr. Kavita Satav worked to save them, and both began their journey to recovery.
"This is the true festival of lights — the illumination that comes from the gratitude in the eyes of those we save." Thanks to all donors and supporters who helped MAHAN to celebrate such a Deepawali.
13 November 2023
A Deepawali of sacrifice
In the heart of Melghat's impoverished tribal landscape, Dr. Satav faced a poignant choice. Deepawali, a time for family, clashed with the urgent pleas of two critical tribal patients — with acute myocardial infarction and tuberculosis complications. Echoing Shivaji Maharaj's ethos, "Adhi lagin Kondhanyache mag Raibache", he chose duty over family festivities. In the hospital's flickering Deepawali lights, a different celebration emerged — a testament to sacrifice, duty, and those who put saving lives first.
22 October 2023
Gopal and the snake
Gopal, a Korku forest farmer, was bitten by a venomous snake while tending his cattle. His family and neighbours carried him for hours on a makeshift stretcher through the jungle to the Mahatma Gandhi Tribal Hospital, where he was rushed to the ICU for antivenom and critical care, free of cost. One week later, Gopal walked out of the hospital, weak but alive.
Tributes
10 July 2026
Ramesh “Uncle” — a modern saint, Nishkam Karmayogi
A tribute by Dr. Ashish Satav
Today my heart is heavy. On 10 July 2026, our beloved Ramesh "Uncle" Kacholia passed away due to a brain haemorrhage at Lilavati Hospital, Mumbai. Though he is no longer with us physically, his compassion, humility and silent service will continue to inspire generations.
Born into a humble family in Akole village, he completed his postgraduate education, built a successful business in Mumbai and achieved remarkable prosperity. Yet a meeting with Baba Amte transformed his life forever. From that day onward, his mission was no longer personal success but selfless service. Without publicity or recognition, he quietly supported more than 100 social organisations.
For MAHAN, he was far more than a donor. When he first visited our tiny hut-like hospital in Melghat, he saw that we had no ambulance. Without any announcement, he arranged one through Caring Friends, saving countless tribal lives thereafter. He helped raise resources for programmes reducing malnutrition, child mortality and premature adult deaths in Melghat. When I once mentioned that we lacked funds to start Provident Fund benefits for our staff, the entire amount was transferred the very next day.
He did not simply fund institutions. He strengthened them. Despite immense wealth, he lived in a modest four-room apartment in Mumbai.
Ramesh Uncle taught us that the greatest charity is the one that seeks no recognition. The greatest leadership is built on trust, not control. The greatest wealth is the wealth that relieves another person's suffering. And the greatest religion is selfless action.
Every healthy child in Melghat, every mother whose life was saved, every smiling tribal family carries forward the silent legacy of Ramesh Uncle. Om Shanti.
— Dr. Ashish Satav, MAHAN Trust, Melghat
27 July 2026
A legacy of commitment and sacrifice
An unforgettable memory of our grandfather, Vasantrao Bombatkar
My wife, Dr. Kavita Satav, and I have been serving the poor tribal communities of Melghat through the Mahatma Gandhi Tribal Hospital of the MAHAN Trust for the past twenty-eight years. In the early days we worked out of a tiny hut deep in the forest, often without electricity for eight to ten days. In those circumstances, the person who gave our work its greatest strength and direction was my grandfather, Vasantrao Bombatkar.
Grandfather devoted his entire life to social service alongside Mahatma Gandhi, Vinoba Bhave and Jayaprakash Narayan. During India's freedom struggle, he endured immense hardships in British prisons. He was also an accomplished farmer who trained farmers in organic and natural farming — and he came to Melghat to guide our agricultural project for tribal families.
He was eighty-three. He would leave Wardha at dawn, change buses, and reach our clinic at Karmagram Utavali, 263 kilometres away, by the afternoon — a small bag of books on his shoulder — and begin training at once.
On one such visit he suddenly became critically ill one night: half his body paralysed, unconscious. Torrential rain had flooded the path between our home and the clinic. Carrying nothing but a flashlight, Kavita went alone through knee-deep water to bring the medicines, and together we stayed awake the entire night treating Dadaji. After seven or eight days he recovered, and he lived for another thirteen years, passing away peacefully at ninety-six.
His unwavering commitment and his spirit of sacrifice are the true inheritance he left us. As we continue serving every tribal family in Melghat, it is the light of Dadaji's footsteps that guides our path.
— Dr. Ashish Satav & Dr. Kavita Satav, MAHAN Trust, Melghat
मराठी
4 July 2026
कोकमार : एक न मोडलेला धागा (2003–2004)
मेळघाटात पाऊस आला की तो मोजून-मापून येत नाही. तो कोसळतो. सलग दहा दिवस आकाश उघडलेलं नाही, आणि तीन दिवसांपासून तर पाऊस थांबायचं नावही घेत नाही. आणि याच पावसात, कोकमार या आतल्या गावात, काही लहान पोटं वाट पाहत होती — कुपोषित मुलांची, ज्यांच्यासाठी एक दिवसाचा उशीरही खूप मोठा असतो.
डॉ. आशिष सातव स्वतः या टीमच्या पुढे होते. टीमने दोन दुचाकी घेतल्या आणि निघाले. जिथे रस्ता संपला आणि पाणी सुरू झालं, तिथे गाड्यांवरून उतरून त्या ढकलत नेल्या. डोक्यावर आहाराची गाठोडी बांधून घेतली, आणि पायी नदीत उतरले. त्या दिवशी पाच वेळा खंडू नदी ओलांडली गेली. दोर टाकला गेला, एकमेकांना धरून, पाऊल-पाऊल पुढे सरकत त्यांनी तो प्रवाह पार केला.
गावात पोहोचल्यावर जे दिसलं, त्यासाठीच हा सगळा प्रवास होता — मातांच्या चेहऱ्यावरची ती शांतता, जी फक्त तेव्हाच येते जेव्हा त्यांना कळतं की आजही मूल उपाशी राहणार नाही. हे वचन साधं आहे, पण जड आहे: एकही दिवस खंड नाही.
या टीमने त्या दिवशी नदी ओलांडली नाही. त्यांनी एक मुलाचं आयुष्य ओलांडून पलीकडे नेलं.