Mob of 50 wanted me dead, I ran for my life!🔗

03 March 2010: In the evening around 10:00 pm, telephone lines of the Aadheenam stopped working abruptly, followed by a black out. I had a little kerosene in a lantern to light a lamp. Not even a minute passed by, suddenly stones started being pelted on the building. I could hear people screaming they would burn the building. I neither answered them nor went out to see them. Isolated from any help, I just hid inside the building in fear. The fear of a mob breaking in and attacking me kept me awake all night. At that time, I did not know whether I would even make it to the next day and come out of the building alive.

On 5th March, 2010, in the morning news, the television channels were broadcasted rumours about my Guru. They said he was secretly staying in Varanasi. At around 10 am, thirty to forty news reporters stormed into the Varanasi Aadheenam. I was suffocated as they surrounded me, sticking their mics in my face. Some of them started searching the whole Aadheenam without permission, to find His Divine Holiness.

The entire Aadheenam in Varanasi was open for public and there was no place to hide anything. The press were agitated as they did not find His Divine Holiness inside and left. The next morning several newspapers made up a story and ‘reported’ that a brothel was being run inside the Aadheenam.

As the news spread, another large mob marched and gathered just outside the Aadheenam. By then, the building was closed. To save myself from being lynched by the angry and aggressive crowd outside, I had locked the gate and tried to run away from the terrace. They ran after me and held me. They tore my ochre cloth, but somehow I was able to escape. They threw sharp stones at me from behind which created deep cuts in my back but I kept running. I was running for my life! Those violent killers could have taken my life, and it was clear they had made up their minds to kill.

Only after a couple of hours, I stopped at a place near a tree - exhausted, weary, foot sore, and mostly in shock. For the next few days, I was forced to live on the streets as I had no money and it was not safe to go back. They isolated me from my food, money, shelter, clothing, and help - the very community I had dedicated my life to serving were now out to harm me! Deep emotional and physical agony followed me as my body was still wounded by their sharp stone attacks. I was treated like a criminal, I could see the way people looked at me with suspicion and hatred.

A couple of days after I escaped the mob, I begged for food and took shelter near a tree at the bank of the river Ganga. Then, while I was performing my morning worship, two news reporters from Amar Ujala suddenly appeared and took a photo of me. They later published the photo with obscene comments. Locals who saw my photo suddenly started threatening me to leave the place immediately. I did not know where to go. To avoid further harrassment I shaved my head completely in order to make myself unrecognizable .

When the bad news reached me that His Divine Holiness was arrested, exhausted from my ordeal and devastated by the news, I finally went back to the Varanasi Aadheenam. By then the extremist Hindu groups, who were behind the attacks by media and the attacks on the Aadheenam and closely working with the local police, had sealed the Aadheenam.

I complained to the police, and beseeched their help to open the lock. I also complained to the district administration, but no one listened to me. Then, one day I saw the gate of the Aadheenam open and I went inside. I immediately started to clean the Aadheenam and restart the humanitarian activities. Shortly, the media came and took photos and threatened me to leave the place but I did not budge from the Aadheenam. Every day the police came to see what was going on and daily maligned news was being published about the Aadheenam. Even the district magistrate police came and threatened me. And since I did not listen I was called by the police to the DM (district magistrate). The DM told me that if I would not leave, he would put me behind bars. Always feeling uneasy and unnerved by these ceaseless threats, I continued to run the charity projects. The paid mobs, with DM were clearly trying to take over the building.

The next thing I knew, these extremist groups suddenly came and locked the building again. With the help of the police, they threw out all my personal belongings, but what finally broke my strength was seeing our sacred deities were thrown out like trash! After these inhumane atrocities, I approached the Judiciary. The district court passed an order to the local government to handover the Aadheenam back to us and allow us to continue to run the charity activities. When I arrived at the DM with the order, he threw the order into the dustbin and sent me away from his office.

I continued to fight the legal battle alone in the midst of the abuse from the public, judiciary and local extremist Hindu militant groups. These extremists did everything to throw me from the Aadheenam.

Video: Suffering Imposed by Media Mobs in Varanasi - Sri Nithya Atmapujananda Swami

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I was left to die an Anthrax attack, assassins wanted to kill Swamiji with it

It was 2012 and I was on a visit to Bangalore Aadheenam for a few weeks. There was a press conference held by Swamiji in the Aadheenam. He was answering the questions of the press reporters as I stood by the stage.

Suddenly I saw one Ajith Hanumakkanavar (Chief reporter) from Suvarna news channel having a suspicious object in his hand while insisting Swamiji to accept a court summons. A summons will always be given by a legal person, not by a journalist, so I doubted immediately what it was. He tried to directly go near His Divine Holiness and give Him the packet. He was intercepted by some fellow Aadheenavasis and escorted outside. They retrieved the packet and brought to me. When I opened the packet, I found white powder spread out from it. After the contact with that powder, my skin immediately became red and I got patches all over my skin. I started having nausea and started vomiting and required medical attention. When the doctor examined me, he came to the conclusion that the white powder in the packet in my hand was an anthrax paper bomb. Ever since I was attacked with anthrax,

I am still suffering. This anthrax paper bomb is still existing in my body now...my whole body skin is a problem for me. Ever since that attack, my stomach and eating has not been proper. My breathing is not synchronised after that attack on me. I eat little for my survival as my digestive system is still suffering from the impact of the anthrax. I came to practice a simple spiritual life. I had done nothing wrong nor did my Guru, yet we have become victims of the consistent attacks of mainstream extremist Hindu militant terrorist groups.

The Anthrax Bomb by Ajith Hanumakkanavar

File photo: Press Meet, Bengaluru Aadheenam, Ajith Hanumakkanavar (Chief reporter) from Suvarna news channel. Holding and attempting to issue a suspicious object in his hand, which turned out to be a letter bomb

Video: The Anthrax Attack - Press Meet

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