First
Scene:

It was the auspicious day of Yugadi,  The 1st day of the month of April
in 1889, when a bright boy was born in Nagpur. He was
the 5th child of Revatibai, the mother and
Baliram Pant Hedgevar, the
father. The 3 brothers were very adventurous by nature. Their spirit rose
whenever they were confronted with an impossible task.

22nd June, 1897 on the day queen Victoria was
celebrating the 60 years of british thorn. As a part
of celebration they gave out sweets to the kids, and attires to the wealthy
people.

One young boy was not happy. He was sitting in the corner
brooding.

Revatibai: I wonder
where Keshav is? All of his friends are back from
school.

Baliram Pant: He
must be at the school taking multiple turns to get more sweets. (laughs..)

Brother notices the small boy in the corner: Keshav, why are you downcast? Did n’t
you get the sweets?

Auntie: What is wrong? Where are your sweets?

Keshav: I threw them
away.

Uncle: What?? You should have given them to me. The
queen is so generous giving out the sweets.

Keshav: Would you
enjoy that, uncle? It is the queen who snatched away our land from Bhonsle’s kingdom.

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Nivedan: The things
that were sweets to others, were bitter for Keshav. Patriotism
had found lodgment in his heart. At that very tender age of 8.

Towards the end of 19th century, epidemic of
plague played havoc in the country. Being an orthodox priest, BaliramJi stayed in the village attending funeral
ceremonies. Dead rats were also found in their house also and the treatment was
started. It was too late, medicines did not work. And Keshav
at the age of 13 lost both his parents.

The hardship, poverty, hunger and abuse from elder brother
did not stop him from achieving good grades in school.

Second
Scene:

In early 1990s, Shri. Lokmanya Tilak  was leading the Indian freedom  movement and he declared, “Independence is my
Birth Right, And I will not rest in peace until I achive
that”. Vandemataram slogan was driving thousands of
young Bharatiyas towards freedom struggle. Dr-Ji then Keshav, is in Neel City High School of Nagpur.
As part of the inspection a british officer planned a
visit to his school.

Principal: Dear kids, Good Morning. A british officer is coming for inspection. And to welcome
him your teacher is going to teach a poem on King George.

Teacher: Kids repeat after me… O King George….

Students: O King George…

(Teacher
leaves the classroom)

Keshav: Why should
we say poem to praise the british king George. Le us
welcome him with “Vande Mataram”

Student: I agree. But let us not leak this plan to
anybody. Shhh… Keep that a secret.

Teacher: Inspector is visiting class in a few
minutes. Let us say the poem…

Kids:O King George…

(Inspector
Enters)

Students: Vande Mataram.

(Inspector is furious and upset)

Inspector: What is this? It is a treason. Find out
the leader and punish him.

Principal: My apologies Sir. Who did this?

(Students in Silense)

Principal: I will rusticate the whole class

(Silense)

Principal: You all leave the class. NOW…

(All students leave the class… saying “Vande Mataram”…)

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Nivedan: Keshav never entered that school again.

Third Scene:

Nivedan: Young Keshav grew up with such fire and patriotic feelings in his
heart. Every symbol of the foreign rule, every act of submission by the
Indians, would provoke him. He went to Calcutta to study medicine, but many say
the real reason was to be involved with the revolutionary movement that was run
from there.

His
stay at Calcutta turned Keshav into a fierce
revolutionary. He would not let any opportunity pass to hit back at the British
rule.

[Keshav
and friends taking a stroll on a quite road]

Friend 1: How
beautiful is this place! I love the cool breeze coming down the hills and the

Keshav :  Yes, sure. It would have been a better place
had it been under our own rule.

Friend 2: Oh Keshav. You will not change. (He holds keshav’s
hand and steps back) Keshav, the collector is coming.
Please bow your head and walk slowly.

Keshav : What? Why do you
say so?

Friend 2:  You are returning from Calcutta after a long
time. This is the custom here. He is the district collector.

Keshav : I don’t follow
such ridiculous customs.

[Collector crosses ad
both friends bow in respect. Keshav looks more up,
ignores the collector and continues walking. ]

[Collector is
furious]

Collector : Mister, Don't
you know the etiquette here?"

Keshav : [With his
hands in his coat pockets]  What have I
to do with the manner here?  Nothing like
this is observed in Nagpur. And mind you, it's not
proper to salute an unknown person.

[ Angry
Collector departs helplessly]

Nivedan: Keshav’s
resolve was getting stronger at each sight of British arrogance and Hindu
submission. He had decided to dedicate his life
for the cause of the nation, for the cause of the society. He put aside
any bonds that could possibly become hurdles.

[Family at home.
Uncle Abaji, Aunty, Brother are chatting with Keshav]

Abaji (Uncle) : Keshav, congratulations on becoming a doctor. Nagpur is fortunate to have an able Doctor like you back.
Let me know if you need any help setting up your practice

Keshav : Sure, Chacha. I will ask when I need, but it would be a while
before I start practicing.

Aunty : Keshav, you need to start working soon. How far will you
expect elders to support you? And when you get married, don’t you want to
support your family?

Keshav : Chacha, excuse me for saying this. You have known me for
long enough. I won’t be happy leading the family life others crave for when I
see my country being ill-treated by foreign rulers. I have decided to dedicate
my life to the liberation of the nation. I won’t be getting married. The issue
is over now.

[Walks off. Everyone
stunned.]

Forth Scene:

Nivedan: KeshavRao Used to work very hard from morning to evening
and at night he used to think about Nation. On his return to Nagpur, He busied himself in various political and social
activities.

“Ours was a golden
land and now it has become so poor! The outsiders were small in number. Who is
responsible for all these? Loss of social senses made it easy for the outsiders
to outnt us. The slavery has made us loose our social
sense and self discipline even further. We are responsible for our own
downfall. If Hindus become well organized and unselfish this dull picture can
be changed into a bright one. It is very essential. I will do it.

Hedgewar also formed 'Rashtriya
Utsava Mandal' for
generating fervor and enthusiasm among the youths, Program of Shivaji Jayanti, Ganesh Utsav, Shastra-
pujan, Sankraman Utsav, etc., were celebrated under its auspices. His
speeches during these functions thrilled the hearts of the youths. From day one
KeshavRao had the vision of character building in
young Bharatiyas.

1925. Vijayadashmi: Mohitewadi: Nagpur

[6 kids playing Goti in a ground]

KeshavRao: Wow! That is an
interesting game. Do you mind if I join?

Kid 1: Sure why not?

KeshavRao joins the game.

KeshavRao: Do you guys mind if
I show you what I have in mind now?

Kids: looks like he
has a more interesting game in his mind. Go ahead!

KeshavRao: Lets first do pranams to our Guru and then proceed with the game.

I want 2 of you to be the agresars. Rest of you can stand behind the agresars at one arm distance. Dwaj
Pranam 1-2-3.

How about we play kabaddi!

2 groups Kids playing
kabaddi.

And thus, Hedgewar intensified his contacts and established personal
rapport with a large number of people. In 1925, he founded the Rashtriya Swayamsevak Sangh, on the auspicious day of Vijayadashami
with 6 swayamsevaks.

From little
acorn grows the mighty oak tree. Little droplets make the vast ocean. One heart
joining with the other hearts, the strength of Sangh
soon grew. People began to attend the Sangh Shakhas irrespective of their being rich or poor, no matter
to what caste they belonged. Hedgewar maintained
personal contacts with them all. He busied himself in the thought and work for
the Sangh day and night. Gradually all his associates
had begun to endearingly call Keshavrao Hedgewar as 'Doctorji'

Fifth
Scene: Growth of sangh.

Sixth
Scene:

Nivedan: It was 20th June 1940.
P.P. Doctorji’s health was deteriorating rapidly and
he was in intense pain and occasionally, came in state of semi-awakening only
to lapse back into a stupor very quickly with whimpers of Pain.

[P.P. Guruji and 2 other swayamsevaks
standing by Doctorji’s Bed. Dr. enters the room for
the daily exam.]

Dr: We should
now proceed with the Lumber puncture.

p.p. Doctorji in fully awake state in shaking but loud and clear
voice said to p.p. Guruji: Now the entire sangh responsibility is entrusted to you. Accept this first
nad then you may do whatever you want to my body.

Guruji: Why do you say so? You are going to get well soon.

Doctorji: Maybe but don’t forget what I have said.

Nivedan: At that historic moment, Doctorji had realized that his end was near at hand and had
appointed his successor to the position of the next Sarsanghchalak.
He had handed over his complete charge to Shri. Guruji.

Guruji: This is not the time to shed tears. This is time to
keep aside our grief and take Docotrji’s unfinished
task to its  logical fulfillment.

Guruji: Recognizing the good in others is one of the
greatest and rarest human virtues. The guiding principle for a worker should be
to water the seeds of virtues in  others
and carefully weed out their vices and defects without parading them before all
and by presenting before them the silent example of his own superior conduct.

Nivedan: Doctorji’s one of
the aim was to develop pracharaks, Impart them
training to send them all over bharat. Swayamsevaks entered many fields including, laborous, farming, religious groups, educational
institutions to fulfill  Doctorji’s dream to take Hindu Dharma to parm Vaibhav and Sarvangin Vikas of the Hindu Samaj.

Today sangh has expanded to more than 45 countries. Millions
of  Swayamsevaks
and sevikas participate in countless social projects
in county of their adoption. One shakha that P.P. Doctorji had started in Mohitewadi
in Nagpur has now become a family event all over the
world.

Pad sanchalan

And exit: