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Godman Business


The easiest way to earn fabulous wealth in India today is religion.  There are quite a few godmen and ammas who have amassed more wealth than the Ambanis and Adanis by selling gods to people.

What happened in Mathura yesterday should open the eyes of both the people and the authorities.  The followers of one Baba Jai Gurudev illegally occupied 280 acres and used violence when the police tried to evict them.  The ‘religious’ people used swords, knives, guns, grenades and even automatic weapons.

Exemplary cooperation between
a Baba and his Government
The Baba who died in 2012 (at the age of 116 as claimed by his followers) started off his divine career making the fraudulent claim that he was Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose.  That was in 1975 when people were not as willing as they apparently are today to be hoodwinked.  The Baba’s fraud was greeted with a shower of slippers, rotten eggs and tomatoes.  But Babas being some of the most ingenious people, they always find a way of defrauding the people.  Soon Baba Jai Gurudev had land worth Rs4000 crore and cars worth Rs150 crore.  He had palatial ashrams.  According to an India Today report, “his followers make a donation of not less than Rs 12 lakh daily at his ashrams.”

Tell me, is there an easier way to make wealth?

I think the Indian government should encourage more and more people to become godmen and ammas.  The economy of the country, which is already one of the leading economies in the world, will witness miraculous booms under the divine leadership of god’s men and women. 



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  1. Easwar ArumugamJune 4, 2016 at 3:50 PM

    I agree. God men or women are running parallel economy in the country in the name of religion.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalJune 6, 2016 at 7:12 AM

      Even in the ancient days religion was used as a political tool meant to harness power and wealth. In some ways, we are going back to the medieval period.

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  2. UnknownJune 4, 2016 at 4:24 PM

    very true

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  3. Murthy K v v sJune 5, 2016 at 1:59 PM

    It seems ...which is the easiest way to earn big money in no time.Very timely post.That's why I like your punctuality.

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  4. RakeshJune 5, 2016 at 7:49 PM

    Religion and politics. These two are the biggest and most lucrative businesses in India. At the outset, they claim to exist to serve the masses, but at the end, they simply end up benefiting some conniving individuals.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalJune 5, 2016 at 8:23 PM

      The real miracle is that people fail to understand it.

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  5. indu chhibberJune 6, 2016 at 6:44 AM

    I too wonder how people fall for such people-it is disgusting.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalJune 6, 2016 at 7:08 AM

      I keep on advocating the use of reasoning and logical skills just because of this. Religion has blinded people, made them absolute idiots.

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  6. UnknownJune 7, 2016 at 3:13 PM

    few elite people falls in the foot of Baba remaining will follow, the real culprits are these elite people either from politics or film industry or even some cases the bureaucrats.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalJune 7, 2016 at 6:48 PM

      True. The elite, as you call them, make use of the godmen for various earthly purposes. The rest are naive followers looking for earthly miracles.

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