The Rapist Guru in His Bed
This image is one of my personal photographs that I took of Kripalu Maharaj during my second trip to Barsana, India. It is an image of Kripalu laying back on his bed in his bedroom in Rangeeli Mahal. This is the bed on which an uncountable number of underage girls were raped repeatedly during his 60+ year career as a fake guru and serial rapist.
By Anonymous
Originally Published: 16 September 2012
Updated and Republished: 18 November 2024
(Note from the owner of RishikaXcult, Karen Jonson/Rishika): This blog post is one of the 10 blog posts on this site that Jagadguru Kripalu Parishat tried to remove from the internet by devious means. Why don’t they want you to know this information?)
(A warning to sensitive readers: This blog post covers a topic that may be upsetting to some readers. Please do not read this post if the topic of child sex abuse is triggering or upsetting to you. The topic involves the first-hand experience of a child victim by Jagadguru Shri Kripalu Maharaji and goes into some detail.)
Dear brother,
Anonymous girl raped by Jagadguru Shri Kripalu Maharaj
“My English is not so good. Still I will try my best to put everything in front of you regarding my experience in Jagadguru Kripalu Parishat — at the hands of Kripaluji and his followers.“
These are the heartbreaking first words of a letter written by a young girl who was repeatedly raped by Shri Kripalu Maharaj (she refers to him as Kripaluji), founder of Jagadguru Kripalu Parishat (JKP), during trips to his ashrams.
Sadly, there are uncountable victims of Kripalu from his over sixty-year career as a so-called guru and serial child rapist. But not all the girls have been brave enough to share their experiences with the world. One young woman was. Her story is tragic and terrifying. It took extraordinary strength for her to share it. English is not her first language, yet she wrote hundreds of words in English that detail:
- How she was lured into the cult
- How she was brainwashed by followers (mostly women)
- How she was groomed for sex (rape)
- What Kripalu did to her when they were alone
Shortly after Shri Kripalu Maharaj’s arrest for rape in Trinidad and Tobago in 2007, she shared her story with an ex-devotee of JKP to help that person warn other people about the true nature of JKP. She gave permission for him to share her letter with me, so that I could publish it on RishikaXcult.com and share it with the world. Her heartfelt desire is to help educate people about what really went on it Jagadguru Kripalu Parishat and in the bedroom of Jagadguru Shri Kripalu Maharaji.
This is just one of thousands of similar stories, but the girls are too afraid to tell them. You must decide for yourself if this is really an organization you want to support.
As she confessed that she does know English well, I have taken the opportunity to lightly edit her words, so her story is easier for everyone to understand. I took extra care not to change her power message in anyway. I also added English translations to Hindi words and phrases in parenthesis, including the words Kripalu said to her while he was raping her.
Heartbreaking Words from of a Rape Victim of Shri Kripalu Maharaj
Dear brother,
My English is not so good. Still I will try my best to put everything in front of you regarding my experience in Jagadguru Kripalu Parishat — at the hands of Kripalu and his followers.
My name is ——. I am now living with my husband in Cuttack, Orissa. My request is for you to please keep my name secret as it may destroy my happy married life. My husband does not know about my past experiences in Jagadguru Kripalu Parishat. I will share with you in detail about the dark side of this organization.
In the name of Lord Sri Krishna, they attract people with their nice musical chantings and authentic Vedic philosophy of Sanatana Vedic Hindu Dharma. Many are attracted to the organization after listening to the philosophy of Kripaluji. But once you entered the boundary of their ashrams, their disciples act just like street dalals (auctioneers or barkers). They pull you. Once you are in, they work to brainwash you — and, if you are a young girl, they prepare you for sexual relations with Kripaluji.
It all began for me when I started listening to Kripaluji on Sanskar television. After listening to the tattva gyan (spiritual knowledge) of the scriptures, I became interested in having darshan (glimpse) of him. My parents objected. But I went to his ashram anyway — the one in Mangarh (near Kunda and Pratapgarh in Uttar Pradesh).
Upon viewing him in person, I got a hug from Kripaluji. I never expected that a great personality like him to hug me. At that time, I thought, “I am the luckiest person in the world to have such a nice and great guru like Kripaluji.”
I also became very impressed by his devotees’ discipline and behavior. I met many of his disciples in his satsang (prayer meeting). Some had been followers for five years, some for 10 years, and some for 20 to 30 years. I met ladies who had been living in his ashram for more than 10 years. Most of them were from Orissa and Nepal. They became my friends while I was there. They told me that the Vedas say that there is no difference between a guru and Bhagwan (God). They instructed me to do bhakti (loving devotion) of the guru as if he was Bhagwan. They gave me hours of lectures to listen to, so that I could do sadhana (spiritual practice). At that time, I blindly believed everybody in the ashram.
I stayed for one week. On my sixth day in the ashram, one of the ashram ladies who is a personal assistant of Kripaluji told me that the highest philosophy is to love god as you would love your husband, just like the gopis (divine lovers) loved Krishna in Divine Vrindaban (celestial abode).
The gopis loved Lord Krishna with kama-bhava (worldly desire). They got the chance to perform raslila (divine dance) with Sri Krishna. Because they teach that there is no difference between guru and God, and we can see and touch the guru, but not God, we should love the guru as if he is God in the same way — kama-bhava.
The women of Kripaluji told me repeatedly, “There is no harm in it. See, you are a lady, and you cannot live a lonely life. You want sahara (support) in every field of life. For that you will marry a worldly material man who will want your body only. You will get nothing after death. But if you love Kripaluji and surrender yourself completely in front of him, you will be benefitted completely in the material world as well as spiritually.”
Under the Spell of Kripalu Maharaj
His assistants’ words touched my heart. By that time, I was completely under the spell of their music, philosophy, and the personality of Kripaluji. I started believing that Kripaluji is God himself. I decided that I wanted to live my whole life in his ashram, doing sadhana (spiritual practice) to attain the divine love of Shri Krishna.
On the seventh day, I told Kripaluji, “I want to stay in your ashram.”
He replied, “You need written permission from parents and at least one lakh rupees ($1,200 US) in your name. After that you may stay here.”
Then he hugged me tightly. This time I felt a little awkward, but I didn’t resist as his assistant had told me that he is God himself.
I returned home with sweet memories. At that time, I felt very happy internally that, at last, I got the chance to find Shri Krishna in the form of the Jagadguru, Kripaluji. Now, I wanted to live in a great environment for my entire life without any worries or tensions.
Upon returning home, I quarreled with my parents. When they opposed my plan, I warned them, “If you don’t allow me to move to the ashram, I will commit suicide. I want to live a spiritual life, like the Hindu saint, Mirabai. Mirabai is my idol. Why are you trying to stop me?”
At last, my parents agreed and made the necessary arrangements to move me to one of the JKP ashrams. I was very, very happy, as if I’d won the lottery.
However, this is the light side of my story. Now, the dark side begins.
Now the Dark Side Begins
“What I did not yet understand is that everything I experienced on my first trip to a Kripaluji’s ashram is 100% dhokha (deception). They are cheating people and making fools of the innocent. They are playing with people’s bhavanas(emotions), their simplicities.”
Anomous Rape Victim of Shri kripalu maharaj
Ladies who live there are given seva (work projects in the name of devotional service). Some tend to the gardens, some in the book publishing department, some weaving woolen clothes, some doing stonework, some in the kitchens. I was given kitchen seva. My duty was to assist the people in charge of Kripaluji’s kitchen, Subhadra aunty and Hansa.
I was busy around-the-clock in the kitchen and could not even tell day from night any longer. Also, I never got a chance to do the best seva — carrying the thalis (meal tray) with prepared foods into Kripaluji’s bedroom for his meals. Subhadra aunty and Hansa always took the thalis into his bedroom at his lunch time (7:45 a.m.) and dinner time (3:15 p.m.). Typically, there were many other devotees in the room, including his three daughters, to watch him eat his meals.
I would peep from just outside the door and watch him eat. I figured that I am a newcomer, and their devotion is probably far better than mine, since they are old and have been living there and serving longer — almost 20 years. But I thought, someday I will get the chance to carry in his food.
“One thing I noticed is that at 11:00 a.m. every day, after Kripaluji had a two-hour nap, we prepared a light snack for him and different female devotees who lived in the ashram would take it into him. At those times, nobody was allowed to peep into his room from outside. The door was closed for 20 to 30 minutes with just him and the female in the bedroom alone. “
Anonymous girl raped by kripalu
When I asked one of the long-time female devotees about this, she just yelled at me. She warned me not to ask anything, not to think anything, and not to utter a word about it to anyone.
Under the unrelenting work schedule, lack of sleep, and lack of personal pleasure, I became more and more depressed as the days passed. I missed my mother very much. Whenever I was allowed to talk to my parents, the ashram’s strict order was not to discuss what was going on in the ashram and just to tell them that I am okay.
A Special Invitation into Kripalu’s Bedroom
After spending one month in this condition, one day Kripaluji’s main assistant came up to me and told me that I was going to feed him his next 11:00 a.m. snack. I was thrilled at the news.
I was amazed and happy that an ordinary jeev (soul) like me was getting the chance to feed God himself. I felt so much joy that I could not sleep the entire night. But I was nervous, too.
I asked one of the elders, “How do I feed Kripaluji?”
She laughed at me and said, “Once you enter his room, his assistant will help you.”
The next day when I went to Kripaluji’s room with his snack food, I saw his assistant and three other girls in with him. After finishing his food, Kripaluji waved his hand at the other girls, indicating that they should leave the room. He waved his hand at me, indicating that I should stay seated on the floor next to his bed.
“After they were gone, his assistant locked one door from the inside and walked out the other door, locking it behind her from the outside. Suddenly, I was scared. What was happening? My heart started beating very fast.”
Anonymous girl raped by kripalu
Then Kripaluji looked down at me and said, “You are doing sadhana and loving me so much. Tum meri pyari and mane tumhara pyare. Aa gale lag jaa.” (“You are my love and I’m your love. Come close to me and hug me.”)
My mind was swimming in circles. I could not think straight. My mind could not comprehend what was happening. I could only stand in front of him with my head down, looking at my toes.
Then, Kripaluji stood up from his bed and hugged me tight. He said, “Maine tumko bahut pyar karta hun tum mujhe pyar karo.” (“I love you so much. Now, you love me, too.”)
Then he kissed my head, slowly moving down to my lips.
Helpless to stop him, I didn’t utter a word.
He then held me very tightly and kissed me for about five minutes on different parts of my body.
He said, “To tell pyare tum mujhe aise pyar karte raho.” (“My love, keep loving me like this.”) (He was telling her to do to him whatever he was doing to her.)
Then he ordered me to take off all my clothes and lay down on his bed.
The only thing I could think at that time was, I am with God and experiencing raas leela (divine dance of love) with him. I was totally hypnotized by him at that time and quietly surrendered in front of him.
Then he took off his clothes.
Then he laid down on top of me.
Kripalu Maharaj told me to say to him, “Pyare tumhare ling mere andar rakho.” (“Now, my love, put your private organ (penis) inside my private organs.”)
Anonymous girl raped by kripalu
I repeated his words.
He then put his penis inside my secret organs. I felt severe pain.
He said, “Don’t worry. Everything will be okay. Don’t be scared.”
For the next 20 minutes, I laid on his bed and he raped me again and again.
After that, he told me to put on my clothes.
When I was dressed, he said, “Aaj ka din yaad rakhna tumhara ek aloukik purush ke sath sambhog hua hai.” (“Always remember, today is the day that you had sex with a very extraordinary man.”)
It Was All Just a Lie — a Fantasy
I was feeling severe pain in my genital area and in my whole body. Slowly, I moved from the room directly to my bed. I fell on my bed depressed. I slept for five hours. In the evening when I got up my roommates came near me and stared. They tried to convince me that every bhakta’s (devotee’s) aim is to experience raas leela with Sri Krishna.
Anonymous girl raped by kripalu
“You received it so easily. You are very lucky,” they all told me.
I didn’t know what to do. I wanted to tell my mother everything but feared what people would say in the asharm if they found out. So I kept my mouth closed.
After that my turn to have sex with Kripalu came regularly — every 20 to 30 days. I decided in my mind that this must be my destiny.
When my mother came to visit me two months after I moved there, she was happy seeing my charming face. But with some doubt forming in her mind, she asked me, “Are you okay?”
I could not stop my tears. She guessed what was wrong with me. But still I didn’t admit it to her because I didn’t want to spoil my reputation.
After all, I had chosen to move here. I had quarreled with her to let me live in the ashram. I now had a good reputation among our relatives because I was living a sacred divine life in Vrindavan.
I Had Been Tricked — It Was All a Corrupt Fantasy
But the struggle within my inner self was getting harder to contain. I was beginning to have panic attacks.
With clear vision, I realized many of the other females in the ashram were in a similar condition. All of them were jealous of each other. All of them quarreled with each other over simple things, just like the so-called materialistic people out in the world.
I began to realize that I’d been tricked. It was all just a fantasy. These other women were not divine gopis in any way, shape, or form. They were just worldly people, like humans from dvapara yuga (a materialistic era in world history).
Anonymous girl raped by kripalu
Real gopis are divine personalities who have full knowledge of all Veda scriptures. They are far beyond maya tattva (the world). I and the other females living there were just materialists. We possessed all the same manasika vikaras (negative thoughts and mental disorders) that worldly people possessed, like kama (desire), krodha (anger), lobha (greed), moha(attachment), matsarya (jealousy), and alasya (laziness).
I decided to leave the ashram and return home. I told my mother that the extreme climate in Vrindavan was not suitable for my body. So, instead, I would stay in our family home and do my sadhana practices there. My parents agreed.
I could continue writing about my experiences and produce a complete book on my dark experiences in the ashram of Kripaluji. But for the past seven months, I’ve been living a married life.
I am still sad though, because the near and dear people in my life still think that I am a great, devotional person. But I know that I have been cheated. If I say anything to anybody about what really happened, it could harm my married life.
An Overview of the Real History of JKP
I am writing to you because you have the capacity to help people being cheated like I was. I will give you whatever details you need about any person in the ashrams of Jagadguru Kripalu Maharaj. One rape case that occurred in 1992 put Kripalu in jail briefly. But the case dragged on for 13 years. Then the case was finally dismissed due to his old age. But I swear he is capable of have sex even in old age. His times for sex in the ashrams are 11:30 a.m. and/or 4:00 p.m.
Kripalu’s main assistants are Nilu didi from Nagpur and Hansa didi from Hyderabad. Her sister, Kanchan, also lives there and is an assistant to Kripalu’s eldest daughter.
The women running his kitchen are Subhadra aunty and Sharada (she was a prostitute and a teacher in Berhampur, Orissa).
Kripalu has three daughters and two sons:
- Vishakha Tripathi (Bhadi didi): Her assistants are Madhavi and Kanchan.
- Shyama Tripathi (Majhli didi)
- Krishna Tripathi (Choti didi)
All three are not married and always stay with Kripalu and Amma (his wife) and travel with them wherever they go. The three daughters are always busy collecting nice clothes and diamond and gold jewelry from devotees who live abroad, which they then sell to other devotees for a profit.
They are in charge of the three major ashrams: Vrindavan (Shyama Shyam Dham), Mangarh (Sadhana Bhavan Trust), and Barsana (Rangilee Mahal), respectively.
All three have kept three chartered accountants to operate the ashrams and their finances. They are Ram (originally, Rajnish Puri, from Canadian) and Lakhan (Ram’s younger brother.) They are the sons of Subhadra, who is in charge of Kripalu’s kitchen. There is also Nitin Gupta (from Delhi who lives in the Barsana ashram).
All three accountants operate all ashram transactions out of the Delhi ashram (Radha Govind Trust). All are experts in money matters.
There are three other people who help three daughters:
- Nagraj: Kripalu’s driver: He was working in a hotel in Mumbai and appointed as the driver for 11 years. But he was kicked out and died in a motel alone under mysterious circumstances.
- Sanjay: He is from Banaras and works in the Ranbaxy office at Varanasi.
- Swami Radhika Sharan: He lived in the ashram for 35 years and is rumored to have had sexual relation with all three daughters.
Kripalu has two sons, both of whom were married and have children:
- Ghanshyam Tripathi (called Bade bhaiya): He has three sons, and they live in a luxurious three-storied building in Lucknow built with ashram funds. Their duty is to travel by three different cars behind the ladies.
- Balkrishna Tripathi (called Chote bhaiya): He lives in Mumbai with his one son and one daughter.
Both sons have bank accounts with crores of savings generated out of ashram funds.
Kripalu’s main manager is Swami Prakashanand Saraswati. He established Barsana Dham (now Radha Madhav Dham) (Radheshwari Radha Rani temple) in Austin, Texas in the USA. He built and donated the Rangeeli Mahal ashram in Barsana, India, to Kripalu’s third daughter. Prakashanand’s assistant is Vishwambhari. She always stays with him. Now days, Prakashnand is suffering from prostate cancer.
The next person of importance is Swami Mukundananda. (His reputation is good the societies of Orissa, Nepal, and Gujrat. But he is also involved in sexual relations with the girls who are living in ashram.)
I hope my story provides valuable information so you can start an investigation on this corrupt organization. While the stage looks inviting from the outside, it is ugly on the inside. All the people living in Kripalu’s ashrams are worldly people. Many of them will flatter visitors and impress then, so they think they are living a Godly life. But that could not be further from the truth.
Signed,
A poor girl
Learn More About this Corrupt Organization
Learn more about the truth of my two ex-gurus, Jagadguru Shri Kripalu and Swami Prakashanand Saraswati — fake gurus engaging in crime for over 60 years. I tell the whole story in my book, Sex, Lies, and Two Hindu Gurus. It’s available on Amazon around the world.
In India: Sex, Lies, and Two Hindu Gurus
Everywhere else: Sex, Lies, and Two Hindu Gurus
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