The man I formerly called “guru” looks like hell.
In a recent video, Kripalu Maharaj’s face is bloated and blotchy, like a rotten potato. He shuffles when he walks. And he looks like he is miserable. Chances are, he’s on his last leg.
I hope all this means he can no longer molest and rape young girls – finally.
However, much of the damage that he has been capable of doing in his long life is already done. Thousands of young girls have already suffered at the hands (and other body parts) of this monster over the past several decades.
As one woman told me about girls molested and raped by him:
“There are kids who were involved in this organization with their parents who have end up drinking heavily, doing drugs, or getting involved in gangs. This HAS to stop.”
This result is common among children who have been compromised sexually. They end up with a wide range of problems, from promiscuity to drug addictions.
Some people have a hard time believing that Kripalu has had so much sex with so many women and young girls for so long. After all, they say, how can an old man “have sex”?
First of all, sex with Kripalu is not limited to the basic act of sex that we typically think of. There are many things a creepy old man can do to a young girl.
Secondly, the thing that normal people don’t realize is that Kripalu does not operate by normal rules, because he is a sociopath. He lives in his own twisted mental state, where he is a god and everyone is here only to serve him. For him, sex isn’t even about pleasure or desire. It’s about control. This is true for many sexual deviants, like him. It’s difficult for normal people to understand this. But not understanding the truth has helped Kripalu continue his crimes unabated.
Thirdly, he’s been raping and molesting young girls for decades – not just since he’s been an old man. In 1991, after he was arrested for rape, an Indian newspaper gave a detailed account of his life, including this report:
“While giving a lecture, Kripalu saw a beautiful girl in lecture hall. And told his servant to take that girl to his bedroom. When she was in his room. Kripalu closed the door. He ordered the girl to take off all her clothes. She got scared and asked why. Kripalu said, ‘I am giving you prem dhan. If you don’t do it, something bad will happen to you.’ She got scared and took off all of her clothes. He raped her. This was in 1970. In this way, Kripalu gave prem dhan to many young village girls. Educated young girls were also getting caught in the trap to get the prem dhan. There was a line to get the prem dhan.”
I just spoke with an Indian man who left the Jagadguru Kripalu Parishat cult after six years. He said that he started to become uncomfortable when he visited Barsana Dham (Radha Madhav Dham) during Kripalu’s visits in 2005 and 2007. He thought the emphasis on money collection was obscene.
But things got even more obscene when his wife was invited into charan seva (“body pressing” in the privacy of Kripalu’s bedroom). He said, “She witnessed another woman putting her hands up under Kripalu’s dhoti and ‘pressing’ his privates. She was in shock. She told me immediately after leaving his bedroom. I was also in shock. They knew we were upset and tried to make us talk to Prakashanand. But we left the ashram the next morning and left the organization for good.”
Despite this experience, this man still had questions about Kripalu’s ability and desire to engage in sex. I had to tell him the gory details about what Kripalu does in secrecy in his bedroom, including the belief by many that Kripalu takes Viagra. (I describe Kripalu’s bedroom activities in detail in my book, Sex, Lies, and Two Hindu Gurus.)
Now he will be turning 90 soon, and hopefully no longer be able to molest children. But that is still not the point.
The point is that he has already hurt many, many thousands of young girls, and done significant damage to their bodies, minds, and souls. These girls have to live with the memory of being violated by this creepy man for the rest of their lives. Who knows what impact it will have on their lives, what issues they’ll suffer as a result, or what kinds of chronic nightmares they have.
The best thing we can do now is to honor these women by believing their stories of abuse, not questioning them, and not making excuses for a sick old man who claims to be god, but who behaves worse than an animal wallowing in mud.