Around 2013-14, my marriage began to unravel. My husband and I, once deeply connected, suddenly found ourselves in constant conflict. Looking back, it is now clear that Jaggi’s personal assistant, Senthil Kumar, was deliberately manipulating us—feeding us conflicting narratives. When we were together, he spoke of our great spiritual potential as a couple. But separately, he told us our paths were different and that we should not remain entangled. His goal was clear—to break us apart.
Jaggi himself played a direct role in this deception. He warned me, “If you don’t divorce your husband, he will die within a year.” Meanwhile, he told my husband, “Your life is in danger with your wife. Get rid of her.” Under this immense pressure, we divorced on paper but continued living together.
Jaggi then pushed me to become a Ma Vairagini. I was summoned to the ashram and told again, “If you don’t divorce Jai, he will die within a year.” At the same time, they tightened their grip on our assets. I was told, “We will arrange living accommodations for you and your child at the ashram, but you must hand over your house to us.” They had already begun making deals to sell it—my husband’s house, meant for our family. They even texted me about the profit-sharing arrangement, expecting me to surrender any extra money from the sale.
My husband and children were separated from me, moved into another house, while I was placed in the ashram, preparing for my new role as Ma Vairagini.
My training involved cooking for Jaggi, meticulously grinding fresh herbs and spices for his meals. I was told, “You are special. Chosen.” Aparna, the wife of Senthil Kaniappan, insisted that Jaggi had given me a unique blessing—even greater than what he had given his own daughter. She claimed he saw immense potential in me. They also said I should feel honored because Jaggi had never asked anyone to become a full-time volunteer, yet he had personally chosen my husband, who had already served in that role for two years.
Jaggi was relentless in pressuring me to renounce my life. “I see a possibility in you,” he would say repeatedly. When I expressed concern for my children, he dismissed it. “Your parents gave you an education, and we will do the same for your kids.” I explained, “In America, education is extremely expensive. Without work, I cannot afford it.” Smirking, he replied, “Why do you think I’m here? I will take care of them. You have no idea what powers I have. Just stay with me. I will take you to all countries, and you will cook for me. I love the food you make with your hands.”
During my training, I prepared sambhar for him using freshly roasted herbs, just as he liked it. But something felt deeply wrong. He was pulling me in, making me abandon everything—my time, my husband, my home. I could feel him dragging me deeper into his control.
One evening, he made a suggestive remark: “You know, we’ve named one of our bikes Bhairavi. I have to ride it.” His words carried a deliberate double meaning, laced with physical and sexual undertones. He often used such language to test people, probing their limits to see how far they were willing to go. Then, one day, I was ordered to personally take food to Jaggi’s house and serve him. My instincts screamed at me to refuse. Instead of going to him, I took the car and went to see my children. That was the moment they realized I was not fully under their control.
Since we had already filed for divorce, the date arrived, and we legally separated. I was furious at my husband because I had never truly wanted the divorce. I confided in Senthil about my frustration. In the U.S., attorneys often advise women filing for divorce to take out a restraining order to protect financial assets, so I followed this legal advice.
Now that we have left Isha, our family is reunited, and contrary to Jaggi’s dire predictions, my husband is very much alive. But Isha’s team is twisting the truth, spreading false narratives on social media, claiming that our family had domestic violence issues and that the restraining order was about abuse.
This is their pattern: They first manipulate marriages to break apart couples, and when people see through the deception and leave, they discredit them with false accusations.
Looking back, I see how calculated and insidious their methods were. But despite everything, we broke free. Now, we stand together as a family.
