Hindu Trance DJ was alcoholic, suicidal until he picked up dust-covered Bible

By Milo Haskour –

Ashish swore he’d never be an alcoholic like his dad, who abandoned the family. But when he became a highly successful DJ in Nagpur, India, friends pestered him to try until he broke down.

“Come on, man, let’s go. Let’s have some drink. Nothing will happen,” they cajoled him. One drink became two became three, then weed. Ashish no longer gave money to his poverty-stricken mom because all his money went to alcohol.

Ashish’s degeneration led him to contemplate suicide, only to be interrupted by Jesus.

When he was a young boy, Ashish’s father worshiped snakes as part of Hinduism. His mother was given up to an orphanage because her father was a poor rickshaw driver.

The alcoholism became so bad that Ashish’s father eventually left him and his mother for good. When his mother realized he was completely irresponsible, she shouldered the burden of providing for her kids. She worked cleaning houses.

But noticing she had a beautiful singing voice, somebody recommended she join choirs and orchestras, so she began performing. It was in that setting that Ashish, only a child, sat next to the sound booth and watched the masters of mixing perform their magic.

He was fascinated.

Simply by watching soundmen and DJ’s he learned the tricks of the trade. Ashish started deejaying at private parties. Then he got invited to run the music at clubs and parties of the rich of Nagpur. He was a trance DJ.

“I became a very well-known DJ in my town,” Ashish remembers on a Manna Testimonies video on Youtube. The fame brought friends, and the friends brought vice. He had never drunk alcohol, but they broke him down. The introduced him to weed also.

“In the beginning, it feels like heaven,” he says. “It feels so good: party with friends, club, night, disco, girls. But slowly, slowly it eats you.”

Soon the consumption wasn’t limited to party nights. It became a daily dose. It became something from when he woke up.

“I started stealing money from my mom’s pocket,” he says. “I started selling the stuff from the house. My friends discarded me, they started pushing me away. I started feeling rejection. My mom was not happy with me. My personality began to change. It’s a demon that kills you very slowly. When you realize it, it’s too late.”

A friend from whom he’d borrowed money for alcohol confronted him one day and demanded he return the money.

“Give me my money, or I will kill you!” his friend roared.

“I felt so rejected that day, so ashamed,” he recalls.

His mother kicked him out. “You are the blood of your father,” she told him. “You have done what he did.”

He had vowed to avoid the failings of his father but came to recognize the disgusting truth: He had become as bad as his father. His fame vanished. His friends eschewed him. His finances evaporated.

Devoid of hope, Ashish decided to end it all. He drank and cried all day. When it was dark, he went to the well. Before drowning himself, he looked up to the sky and directed some words to the God he never knew.

“Thank you for the beautiful life, but I messed up,” he prayed. “I know you’re not going to take me to Heaven, because I have nothing good. I deserve Hell. But before I jump and finish myself off, I just want to say thank you very much.”

He moved to jump into the well. But somebody held his belt and pulled him back.

“What are you doing?” a voice said.

Ashish turned and hugged that person.

“Don’t do this,” the voice told him. “Go home.”

Nobody had been around in the dark near the well. “How come this guy showed up?” Ashish asked himself.

He went to his room crying. He found a dust-covered Bible and set it before himself.

“The Bible opened automatically and the pages started turning and stopped at the one place,” he recalls. “I was like, what is happening? There was no window open. This is like a supernatural thing happening.”

He felt a very divine presence. His eyes fell onto a verse: “Today you have declared that I am your Lord.”

He felt a hand on his shoulder as he sat there and these words impressed on his heart: It’s okay.

“God, if you are real, if you are alive, give me a confirmation,” he prayed. “In the next moment, one page from the Bible turned. It said the same thing: ‘Today you have declared that the Lord is your God.’”

Ashish kneeled and accepted Jesus into his heart as his Savior and Lord.

Today Ashish lives in England and serves the Lord. He also plays Christian music in the streets.

To know more about a personal relationship with God, click here.

Milo Haskour studies at the Lighthouse Christian Academy near Pacific Palisades of Los Angeles.