DOCUMENTS SUBMITTED TO SP CITY FOR MAYAWATI

[lilasmother]

07/12/2008

Dear SP City Mr. Pratap,

Thankyou for your meeting with me yesterday. Hope you don’t mind this
letter is very general and informal. I had such a short time to write
it. I will supply more to you in February as my work commitments will
tie my hands until then. I hope it was a very productive meeting and
will produce positive results which we would both want. . I am
acquiring a lot of proof of crimes against devotees in Vrindavan. I am
sorry I have not got all my files here with me but for now I can show
you what I have at least.


Regarding my own families experiences, the worst were connected to
several incidences where we were not given proper support by police.
Of course you are aware of my daughters case so I don’t need to
elaborate on that my case is still pending in Allallabad.
.
One case was where the policeman himself was the perpetrator of the
crime. One Nitin Kasana in 2006 who also did crimes against locals so
not just singled us out. He touched the breasts of one girl names
Ganga Seth from USA. At the time he did this she was around 17 years
old and he was stinking of alcohol even though in police uniform. She
wrote to me about this matter. He stole the mobile phone of my son and
refused to give it back. When questioned by my son he threatened to
kill or kick out from India my son. He told my son, ‘I can make you
disappear,’ I was very concerned about this and I tried to contact SSp
in Mathura about this matter but received no reply. I also sent
numerous faxes to him on the advice of my embassy person who supplied
me the address. I also had no response…of course what happened is
history but this experience was terrifying for my family and for many
others affected by this person…

I was also called a prostitute and endured humiliation in front of
many witnesses when I made a genuine complaint to SHO regarding a
threat of violence against my family where a gun was produced. The
person threatening was the brother of a boy who had sexually assaulted
my now deceased daughter and we did what we thought was the correct
thing and lodged a complaint with the police after which this incident
happened. I was quite astounding that a policeman would side with the
perpetrators of the crime and have such an opinion of women on top of
that in a tourist area which is teeming with western and modern Indian
women. It was a very shameful and humiliating experience after which I
lost faith in the police in this area.

It will take me the entire week to write everything here. I promise
more will be forthcoming and I look forward to the Vrindavan we all
love having improved infrastructure as it is timely. I will be
communicating closely with you and supplying what ever proof and
material you need from my side to do the needful.

The influx of money and tourist will and cannot spoil this place after
all there are many safe and beatiful tourist spots in the world in
fact I reside in such a place in Australia, but not keeping control of
bad elements will definitely attribute to the downfall and bad image
of this area,

Crack down on crime and criminals and change the face and reputation
of this place and God will bless your efforts in the after life.

Hare Krishna.

sincerley Susan Manning.


THE JAILING AND TREATMENT OF EVA SELLARS AKA INDULEKADEVI DASI CITIZEN
OF AUSTRALIA WHO WAS JAILED FOR 7 WEEKS

11th October 2004
Dear Subhangi,
I didn't really know how to approach this. In detail was the
conclusion thou. It’s a long story but I figured this way you can get
the whole truth whether you like it or not. Thus you will be able to
take and use whatever you need, and I trust you wholeheartedly with
that.
.Their attempts at trying to have me certified crazy failed because
their own men said "she's sane" go check the Agra hospital... I had
been beaten.... I have a copy and the FRO Delhi has records of the 2
month extension they gave me... Whilst travelling back to Australia I
guess I starved and beat myself because I have a doctors certificate
on me , stating my condition three days after my return, when
obviously I was a lot better off
People tried to have me finished of; I suspect they paid jailors and
then the superintendent to do this.?????? Their attempts were seen by
many devotees who can face the truth even thou they may not speak
openly about it because of being threatened
Phoning the Indian Embassy in Brisbane before I left Australia, I
mentioned that I would be in India for a few months, and my visa would
expire in two. They told me that when my visa expired just go to the
FRO and they may extend it. This I had done in New Delhi..
One day after arriving in Vrindavan I was taking darshan in the
Mandir. Standing up against the railing with the other devotees, one
guard approaches me pushing and hitting me, telling me to move. There
was no logic in his action so I just ignored him. He got a bit
nervous and began hitting me again. I pushed him away demanding that
he not touch me again. That fired him up but as he was about to
continue the wealthy Indians next to me chastised him telling him
to go. He shortly returns hitting me again, the Indian man next to me
was shocked and upset, chastising him again. The guard fearfully
pointed to the temple authority standing in the background. The
Indian man thus approaches the authority. I approached Dina Bandu and
Janardana prabhus about this. They were apologetic but nothing was
ever done.
Now management became really upset over my asking questions in class
and again tried to stop any questions being asked at all. Many
devotees knowing that Srila Prabhupada liked and wanted his devotees
to ask questions, complained, thus Devakis attempt was stopped. But
none the less I was still threatened.
On Lord Gadahara's appearance day everyone was told to come, then we
were asked to pay for prasadam. The prabhu selling the prasadam
coupons was always rude and arrogant in his manner with the devotees,
especially the woman. I was one of many that he wanted to collect
Laxsmi from and be able to insult if he chose.
On Wednesday 13th June, I was in a jolly mood and approached Devaki
nandana who had just returned. Mentioning that the brahmacari selling
the prasadam coupons would not let me take prasadam with the
devotees. Devaki responded with”We don't want people like you eating
with the devotees". I being one of many who had sacrificed their
lives in helping build ISKCON and the Krsna Balarama Mandir was
truly disgusted by this mans behavior and thus slapped him across the
face. He then attempted to punch me in the face several times but was
stopped by the men who were grabbing his arms and pulling him back.
He then tells the guards to beat me and throw me out. Leaving the
temple I see that Devaki is on his mobile phone and realize I am in
trouble.
I go to Ganga dasi to get some advise,. She is afraid to help. Thus
Dwiya Purusa prabhu seeing the situation and at the risk of his own
life decides to walk me home. He insisted, and I am always thankful
to him because it was for my safety and he knew I would be in danger
going alone. Walking me to my ashram just before we reach the
entrance four men surround us, two of them had guns, one of them hits
me with the gun telling me to go with him, Dwiya purusa prabhu and
some locals yell at me to run into that other ashram. I did and was
temporarily safe. The gundas and guards tried getting me out but
the ashram protected me . The guard leaves eventually returning with
the police and FRO, everyone knew I had no choices now, thus had to
go. The police drag the manager of my ashram along, threatening him
for letting me stay in the ashram without a visa.
At the jail I was violently searched, beaten and put through
physiological torment, they alluded to the death of Dwiya Purusa
prabhu and threatened Hari Bol prabhu, they took my passport and
medication refusing to give it back, keeping me all night and not
finding anything on me they eventually charged me with overstaying my
visa. I was then taken to jail, and then to court. A reporter
approaches me at court asking if there is anything I would like to say
to the Indian people. I respond with”Why do people like you harass
people like myself who are sincerely trying to follow your culture.
Instead you should stop the murders and thieves from running free".
I am now taken back to jail and searched again by the lady jailors
who take my 1100 rupees, they then hand me over to their gundas who
take my last eight rupees and some cosmetics. I have also heard of
the propaganda”she's crazy; just give her a hard time". It was made
known that anyone complying with this request would be looked after.
Friday on the way to court a policeman approaches me before we leave
the jail. We speak a little then he says "I am very pleased to meet
you and I know you’re not crazy, like they are trying to make out".
He then cautiously offers me help in anyway that he maybe able to.
Friday after sitting in an empty room for hours the Australian Embassy
representative arrives. Rajesh wants permission to get my things
asking if I have any valuables. He mentions how he is here to
protect my rights but nothing is said or done when I mention I
haven't even been able to make one phone call, or that the police
have got my passport and medicine, That I was beaten at the police
station and had to borrow some clothes for court.. The fact that I
haven't even got a toothbrush or comb is ignored.
Saturday at one in the morning, I am ill with stomach pains, dry
retching, vomiting and difficulty of breath. The jailor calls the
temple and I hear the names of Devaki and Vaishnava. Eventually one
man who looks like a gunda and acts very aggressively approaches me
asking "What’s your problem". I ask who he is and he responds with
"What’s your problem". Someone says that he is a doctor. He now
grabs my head sticking his thumb between the ear and the eye; he
begins drilling and angrily asks "What is your good name". Before I
can even answer he drills into my eyes and then starts pulling them
apart, slapping me across the face and on the back he goes back to
drilling into my head.. Some women are now crying, and I have lost
most sense of feeling when he grabs my head and throws it down from a
sitting position onto the concrete slab which is my bed. He is
screaming at me "You have no problem" then he begins drilling his
thumb into my wrist, and with a sharp object scrapes my feet. He is
continually slapping me and screaming "You have no problem" He is
inflicting pain wherever he can but I cannot feel anything anymore.
A second man arrives and observing, he feels my head responding to the
first man”She has a fever". The first man grabs my head throwing it
down against the concrete slab screaming ”Carry her outside" Outside
he again begins pulling my eyes and drilling into my brain. He is
soon asked by the second man who can see my pain and fear to move
away. He tells me he is a doctor and asks what is wrong. I can
hardly talk and tell him of my sickness. One prisoner is asked to
take me to bed. Laughingly she takes me to my slab and again throws my
head down on to the concrete. Again some of the women are crying
whilst I am left to lie in my own blood, vomit and saliva. I lose
consciousness of hearing I will be going to quarantine.
Saturday morning 10am a doctor comes. Seeing my head injuries,
angrily he yells, "No quarantine" and chastises the jailor and another
man. Probably the doctor from this morning. . He is very disturbed
and I hear talk of a medicine that is like a snake bite which sends
people crazy. There are two groups of woman in jail. The ladies who
have been arrested for not paying for their train ticket and then not
paying the police off, and the ladies who are in jail for different
crimes, they are the long term ladies and they never cry, they
actually laugh and get great pleasure in seeing me suffer
Many hours later the so called first doctor from early this morning
arrives, he wants to give me an injection but I decline. He is
approximately 50ft away and tells the woman to bring me to him. He
then watches amusingly as I am dragged along the ground, every part of
my body scratched. I am then turned over and the woman holding my
hands and legs pressing me down, pull and scratch even my face. They
turn me over a couple of times and the audience is really enjoying
themselves. I have never seen such cruel people. Being placed at
this mans feet he prepares some medicine which I grab and throwing it
against the wall "yell I don't want it." Wow, the head gunda grabs me
yelling "authority", she then begins slapping me violently across the
face six times. Now all the long term prisioners hold me slapping me
while the doctor prepares and injects something into my arm. I
remember just surrendering at this point really believing it was only
a matter of time before my death. Just laying there my body starts
going numb, its extremes first. The temporary prisoners are by my
side crying and horrified, the doctor has jumped into the canal and
starts digging, I am told they will throw me in.. I think this is
where the hallucinations began because it seemed like they were
purifying my body with water and offering arati. There is lots of
yelling and touching so I eventually black out.
I don’t know how long it was before I came to consciousness again, but
the head jailor standing near me was disappointed. He tells the woman
to put me under the fan.. I was afraid.. After a horrible evening I
am approached by the Superintendent of the jail.. Introducing himself
he tells me that he will be looking after me from now on. He mentions
getting a phone call from a very important woman in London, who
could speak Hindi very well, it happened very late last night so he
wanted to know who she was.... I didn’t know who it was but asked him
if he could call Dwiya Purusa or the Australian Embassy to arrange my
bail. The policeman from Friday comes, he is shocked and horrified to
see my condition. His mouth is dropping open and he does not say a
thing.
Late on Sunday afternoon I am called to the office where Parvati and
another man who I don't know is I just go quietly and sit down and
eventually Parvati comes to sit next to me, She is trying hard to
ignore my horrible appearance. (I'm sure I must have smelt bad as
well, because I had no toothbrush or paste yet, it was ten days
before I got those necessities and a comb.) She tells me that
Devaki feels bad for what he has done. I am supposed to stay in
jail for six months but he has arranged for my bail. This man will
take me home. Parvati knows it was gundas who came to my ashram,
she knows they have not returned my medication, she knows that I have
17 stitches in the head and still she starts ;telling me I should get
trauma therapy and that maybe I am crazy because I should not blame
others for my situation. She keeps insisting they are concerned for me
They told me not to drink the water from the water pump and left me a
water bottle. The long term prisoners were fried and trying hard to
get me to drink water from the pump. Also the superintendent had
given me some packaged milk in the office with some Prasad that
Parvati had given me. I gave that milk away to one of the prisoners
who wanted it. The next day the superintendent was angry at me for
not drinking his milk. I couldn't help wondering how he knew of
it. He also said that he couldn't make my phone calls for me because
he didn't have access to a phone...one was in his office. In fact I
was one day in his office when Krsna Chandra had called, and he told
him that I wasn't
there .
The superintendent soon starts warning me about chanting, and tells me
I am not allowed to take notes. The women are talking until 1am. The
lights are made to flick on and of. I eventually realize that the
superintendent is a Only a handful of devotees had been allowed in to
see me. Some of them had even come from Australia. The others had
been stopped by the head jailor and superintendent.
Jail is a sorry state, because of being covered in bruises. I have no
contact with the outside world. I believe it was ten days before I
had seen the first devotees who had given me the necessities of life,
toothbrush and paste, soap, a comb etc . They also tell me that some
other devotees had tried to come and see me but had not been allowed.
Rajesh from the Australian high commission is now dealing directly
with the superintendent, he had initially said that no-one could bail
me out so I think he must have been embarrassed or something because
I did not see him for a month..
The police from Mathura come telling the women to leave me alone.
There is some peace for a very short time until One evening at 7pm ,
th e prisoners got very agitated by my chanting. I refduse to stop The
scene manifest and I jump up but am grabbed by the other prisioners
who have been encouraged by the jailors. They grab me and start
laughing and enjoying whilst then hitting me with sticks across the
head and in the eye. They bite into me and take a chunk of my hair,
then holding me they trip me so I fall flat on my head. They then
start whacking me with sticks across my chest and throat, Grabbing my
gumpca leaving my lower half naked I chase one girl to get it. whilst
calling the jailors for help. I grab the gumpca then lose it being
behind the TV. The women start to move in on me again continually
laughing, I warn them that if they do I will throw the TV at them. I
am holding the stupid portable cheap thing up as a barrier but they
keep moving in, so I throw it against the wall, they run away.
Gupta prabhu has come in warning the woman to leave me alone or they
will be hung, him going as evidence against them.
The prisoners are really agitated and I am petrified and badly injured
asking for maximum security. The next day the magistrate from the
local court is brought into the jail. His only concern is what
happened to the TV. The woman start crying saying it is my entire
fault. I tell him what actually happened but he is not interested in
listening.
Apparently now the superintendent is trying to file a FIR against me.
But the devotees like Subhangi, Krsna chandra, Shyamasundara and
others are doing some terrific things to get me out. Many people
are now watching and the jail has cancelled my court appearance
because of trying to cover my injuries. They whip up a plan to send me
to Agra hospital and have me committed as crazy.
Because of the media watching and Amnesty International coming to see
me their head psycyatrist at the hospital is afraid to make any
mistake and upon examination says "You seem sane to me". My stitches
after six weeks or so are finally taken out but to justify my no show
at court I am kept in hospital for three days. And devotees are told
that I am on narcotics??? Which is ridiculous I was not even given
medicine for my epilepsy which is a serious condition of mine.
If you have ever been in a Indian hospital you will understand what I
mean by saying that people were just left to die around me. Finally
returning to jail I am told I would be released. At the hospital
there was lots of screams from people in pain, crying from those who's
loved ones had died. Wow I remember one Incident where the doctor was
checking out the patient next to me who was on his death bed. The
mans eyes all of a sudden were lifeless and the doctor walked off. I
was staring at this because I had never seen anyone ever die before.
Just saying a few prayers the man started jerking movements, I called
to the doctor and he looked, saw, but continuing his other work said
he is dead. The man now was covered up..
Amnesty International came and did not seem impressed. There were
some other officials and the media who came to the hospital. I can't
remember them all
Returning to jail I was told I would be released today, Friday.
I Had thought it was Subhangi and Prabhupada charan who had done
something as when they had come to see me, they said they would be in
contact with me again. (Apparently Subhangi who had tried to see me
again, was told I was on Narcotics). Anyway you can imagine, I was
happily chanting away. The head prison gunda and the others were at
it again, as they all believed that the Superintendent who had been
putting together an FIR would be able to keep me in jail. Whilst
chanting they started mimicking, and following me, whilst clapping
their hands and laughing, not giving me any peace. Soon the crowd
mentality had occurred and Diti the jailor who had been told to help
me (by Gupta and the policeman) if there was any problem, but wouldn't
do a thing when requested. Banging on the gate the policeman comes
and being upset with the women goes and gets Gupta who tells them to
apologize. The head gunda spits at me, thus I refuse to enter the cell
requesting maximum security again. Gupta starts to get into anxiety
saying, "I cannot force a Indian woman to apologize to a white woman.
The whole of India will be against you, and the whole country will
turn against me". It is promised that I will be given full security,
so to save the bother I enter the cell and we are again locked in for
the night.
I today found out that the many of you had gone to a lot of
trouble to arrange my court appearance but the jail had stopped it. My
lawyer tells me police were just having their meeting for my
deportation. Then free I could present myself to the judge and tell of
my complaints.
Krishna Chandra and Shyamasundara, my husband who hd to fly in from
Australia were outside, they tell me my life is in danger and not to
talk to the media who are waiting. The superintendent is working
frantically on his FIR and for my safety they just want to get me out
of India. We rush to the airport and thus begin my journey home.
There are many more horrific things that occurred in jail, but
this is the essence. Remember any clarification you need on anything,
I am ready to give
I have with me medical certificates to show my condition immediately
after my release if you need them.
There is more trouble this evening which because of already being on
the internet for twelve hours and it adversely affect my epilepsy I
won't go into. I hope I haven't made to many mistakes in writing, but
feel confident that what I have said can be backed by witnesses or
doctors certificates.

Thank you to all those who helped to get me out as really I was only
trying to serve Srila Prabhupada and I really feel I would be dead if
I’d stayed any longer.
HARE KRISHNA
Your servant,
Indulekha dasi.

LETTER OF A CITIZEN OF HAWAII


20/11/2008

Dear Sirs,

I am writing this letter to please request the government authorites
of Uttar Pradesh, to provide proper security measures for the Mathura-
Vrindavan areas, especially in regards to the many tourists who come
there.

I am a 35 year member of ISKCON, and I have visited Vrindaban 3 times
in the last 5 years. I have noticed that the situation of unruly,
disrespect towards the Western devotees, especially women, has
increased in those years. I have had personal experience, and bodily
harm ( i'm sorry to say I was sexually molested), during my last stay
in Vrindavan.

I am a 55 year old woman, who shows considerable respect and reverence
towards the people of India, and especially those of the Vrindavan
area. I treasure my short visits to Vrindavan, and India, as I am not
a wealthy person, and I am never sure if I am to return again in this
lifetime, but after my last experience, I know that until there is a
change in security for the visitors of Vrindavan, I may choose never
to return there again, much to my dismay. I love India, and I love the
holy places, but I do not believe that the local youth should be
allowed to be so disrespectful towards people who are bringing in much
money to benefit their lives.

I come from the state of Hawaii in America, where much of our state
revenue is dependent on the many tourists who chose to visit this
lovely place. In years past, some of the younger generation of
natives, formed gangs and were attacking and robbing tourists. In a
wise move, the state put more tourist police, on foot and bicycles, to
ensure that the visitors are shown respect and protection. This move
has been a very positive step, and the amount of attacks on the
tourists has decreased to practically none. The state of Uttar Pradesh
would be well advised to do the same. Vrindavan is already getting a
reputation for being dangerous, and many devotees are now chosing to
visit Mayapur, W.Bengal, as it offers more protection and a safer,
more peace filled experience.

The visitors who come to Vrindavan are unique. All visitors should be
treated with respect, as one treats an honored guest in ones home.
More deserving are the devotees who come specifically to worship in
the many temples, to honor their spiritual masters, with awe and
reverence. It is a sad, shocking situation that these many sincere
seekers, should be left so unprotected, when they have so much to
offer. Our spiritual master, AC Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada did so
much to help the people of Vrindavan, the least Vrindavan could do is
initiate more in the way of police protection for disciples and grand-
disciples of Srila Prabhupada and the many other visitors who come
with sincere purpose into the holy land of Braj.

I thank you for your time in this matter, and respectfully ask for
your attention to this matter.

Sincerely, Ms. Kaysie Sulastri (aka Kumkum devi dasi)

Honolulu, Hawaii USA

November 16, 2008


Dated 25 November 2008



INCIDENT OF SEXUAL ASSAULT:


To Chief Minister of Uttah Pradesh,

I want to relate to you very seriously an incident that happened to me
in Vrindavan and express to you that I am not alone in this type of
experience, it is happening commonly to many girls who frequent this
area.


While I was in Vrndavan for Kartik last year,at approximately 6 in the
evening a local man started to follow me around. He followed me
wherever I went throughout the evening. He would come really close to
me and would keep staring. I did not in any way entertain his
advances. The next day during noon I saw him again in the temple
compound where he again started to stare and follow me. Suddenly he
came up from behind me and touched my body, trying to feel my
privates. and then he tugged at my dupatta and quickly ran away. At
this point I was very distressed and concerned that he would go
further in his harassment.

Fortunately even though embarrassed, I disclosed my experience to
one acquaintance from Mumbai named Mr. Kunal Singh. Mr. Singh found
him and threatened him. He was not at all remorseful rather he ws
proud of his gross act, but it seems he was enough scared that he did
not harass me again..I didnt see him after that but this incident left
me feeling anxious, humiliated and upset.

There are numerous other times too when the local men in Vrndavan have
leered and passed crude and low class comments making me feel very
unsafe.

I hope that this shameful behaviour can be curbed for the sake of
other women. We Indian ladies feel shy to report such matters even to
our family members and these low characters take advantage of that.,

I declare that this statement is a true and accurate account of an
actual event.



Regards Radhapria Dhanrajgir
resident of Mumbai India


INCIDENT OF ROBBERY




1/10/2008



My name is Catherine White akaCaru Chandrika dasi,
I am a resident of England,

I have also experienced a great lack of co-operation with police in
Vrndavan when I had my room broken into and my money, computer,
passport etc. stolen.

It was a very difficult time for me, but not only did the police not
do anything about it, I felt they didn't care either. I hope that in
the future the police can become more active in preventing things like
this from happening or dealing better with things like this -


your faithfully Catherine White UK

Letter forwarded via the email to Susan Manning on 23rd november 2008



Dear Susan and members of the Safe Vrindavan campaign,



I don't think we've met, but i am a big supporter of your important
campaign.

I wanted to tell you about something that happend about 10 years ago
to a friend of mine.
She was visiting india for the first time and pretty naive . I told
her not to trust any men there, just in case, however innocently she
was forced to depend on the offer of help due to sickness she caught
there.

She got really awful dysentary the day before she had to go to Delhi
to fly home. She asked a man called Dharam Singh, (a pocky face man,
maybe had small pox at some stage?who had dealings with tourist re
autorickshaws and taxis) to get her a taxi to go to Delhi. He behaved
in a very sypathetic manner, got her a taxi then inisisted on going
with her in the car so she would be safe and he could help her with
her luggage etc. She had no reason to doubt his motives as she was so
desperately sick and weak and felt he was sincerely concerned like a
brother for her wellfare. She was so sick she couldn't even sit up,
nevertheless, Dharam, once in the car, proceeded to molested her the
ENTIRE way to the airport in the back of the cab. The driver said
nothing and did nothing to help her.He tried to rape her properly but
it was too awkward in the back with her so sick etc.

Thing was, she wasn't being flirtatious with him IN ANY WAY, she
thought he was a helpful brij basi. She was stupid, yes, but.. you
know, did she deserve this experience?

I hope that something can be done as this is only one of many such
stories that go unpunished in this popular tourist place Vrindavan.

Hope this is dealt with so this kind of things can be stopped.

loads of prayers that vrindavan gets to be made safer..


your servant, Gaurangi DD resident of UK.

INCIDENT OF ROBBERY AND SHOOTING


20/10/2008






To whom it may concern,
My name is Lynda van Nus
I am a resident of the United States of America


I was a robbery victim in Vrindavana. I was assaulted with a rifle
even though i was trying to give my money to the robbers. I still have
the gunshot wounds and 11 of 19 buckshot pellets remain in my body
with one of them near my heart. The date was 31 October 1999.

This was on my first trip to Vrindavana. The United States Embassy in
Delhi has records of this incident.

Please make Vrindavana safe and prevent others from enduring what I
have endured,
sincerely Lynda..




ACCOUNT OF SHOOTING OF FORMER TEMPLE PRESIDENT KADAMBA KARNA DAS
< DUTCH CITIZEN>


My name is Darko Bartula
I am from Bosnia and Herzegovina


Namaskar, Hare Krishna.

I am a United nations official from Bosnia and Herzegovina. I worked
here with many indian police officers who were deployed here as part
of the UN Mission for restructuring police. Besides that, I am a Hare
Krishna devotee for last 15 years. I visited vrindavan in 1997 and
plan to visiti it again many times in my life.

Even in 1997 I was told that although It is a pilgrim place, It is
also dangerous, because even one of temple presidents of the ISKCON
Krishna Balaram mandir was shot there more than 10 years ago right
inside the temple complex and no offender was apprehended.

Please do something to increase security of Vrindavan.

Thank You Hare Krishna.








Ganga dd
IDSBelarus
I was in Vrindavan in 1999. I remember it clearly how the bus with the
Western devotees heading to Radha Kunda was attacked by gangsters with
guns. They would shot into the devotees and wounded a mataji and her
son, both from USA. I know many other cases of rape, stealing etc. Do
you think it's proper situation in such a world prominent place?


My name is Ganesa dasa
I am a resident of USA
As a convert to Gaudiya vaisnavism, I have been visiting Sri
Vrindavana dhama for the past 35 years. In that time I have personally
witnessed some horrific events, sometimes perpetrated by the residents
there upon other residents, sometimes perpetrated by the residents
upon visitors and sometimes perpetrated by the local police upon
residents AND visitors. During that time there have also been murders
committed there in broad daylight. Corruption abounds in this sacred
place and there seems to be a lawlessness there which is overlooked by
many local, state and government authorities. I applaud this effort to
clean up Vrndavana and humbly urge Her exellency Chief minister of the
state of Uttar Pradesh to please make Sri Vrindavana safe for
residents and visitors alike. It is the center of all holy places in
India.
sincerely, G. Dasa


Anna Penate
USA
I have been to Vrindavan three times, and hope to visit many more
times in the future. I believe that it is very urgent that there be
safety for tourists and pilgrims. I have a dear friend who, along with
her son, was shot while in a taxi cab in this holiest of towns. She
and her son nearly lost their lives that day. I have also had personal
experience of the police stopping cars with white people inside and
demanding money to be allowed to go. We all had to come up with some
money each time. Since this happened so many times, I always cover up
completely while riding in a car, even hands and especially face. I
was told that if there is ever any trouble with locals harassing or
trying to rob, not to go to the police because they are even worse,
but to go to someone's house for help. This situation should be
improved.