“Spell Casters are not god. Please don’t presume that a spell caster is capable of doing virtually anything.”

About me

My Mantra

“You have a right to perform your prescribed duties, but you are not entitled to the fruits of your actions. Never consider yourself to be the cause of the results of your activities, nor be attached to inaction”

If you were looking for free spell caster and you have landed on this website from some external references, these questions must be wandering in your mind. Hold on, I’m going to answer all your questions. Just keep on reading.

Who am I? Why I am here? Why I am helping selflessly? What do I get from it?



Short Intro

By the way of introduction, my (first) name is Chiranjeev. I cannot disclose my last name for obvious reasons. Much like anybody else, I care about my privacy and respect yours. I’m from India and I was a self-employed businessman. I know about technology as much as I know about spell casting. Please do not think that people who live in jungles, live a nomadic life wearing the same piece of cloth every day and face covered with ashes and carry skull of a human in right hand can only cast spells. Please avoid stereotyping. Thanks.

Professional background

I served top designations in some of the best firms in India before I quit everything to understand more about life, energies around us and the world – Both Dark and White. I founded 6 companies with domains ranging from retail, logistics, technology, and finance.

Spiritual belief

I cannot call myself atheist but I do hate God, but I also admit the fact that God is most superior and no matter how powerful the spell is, it cannot counter the power of God. I’m just trying to be honest. Do not think that black magic and demons are above god. It’s the truth and you will have to believe it. Anyway, sometimes you go through a lot of things in life and at one moment you just stop believing in God.

The beginning

Sometimes you go through a lot of things in life and at one moment you just stop believing in God. This incident happened when I started enjoying my teenage life.


Our family was small & happy family. My dad was a lecturer in a college and my mom was a homemaker. I just cannot forget the cruel day! I’m cutting everything short, my mom died due to severe electric shock. Just three days ago she made a promise to me and I made one to her. I will not go into detail because this is something very precious as a memory for me. No, I’m not crying while writing this.


I was in severe depression for many days. I isolated myself and did not eat for 4 consecutive days. Come on, I was 14 years old at that time and I was unable to digest this. I was constantly waiting for my mom to come back to fulfill her promise. I cried for over two weeks. I prayed for god every day. I learned most of ‘Chalisas’ and I used to recite them every day. I wanted to meet my mom for one last time to ask why she left me without completing her promise. Why didn’t she even say goodbye to me? These were the questions I wanted to ask her and so I used to pray to God to help me meet her just for one last time. Then came the moment when I realized that he is not going to listen to me. From that day till now, I hate him. I hate him a lot! More than I hate my worst enemies!

The life-changing journey

After a month’s time, my dad planned me to take me for a short trip to divert my mind. That was the moment when life took a completely different turn and everything changed for me. At the railway station, my dad bought a book for me. It was a normal book of detective stories and I was reading it without any pause. Few days after when I was done reading all the stories, I came on the last page. The last 4-5 pages were full of cheap advertisements, mostly about other books of the same publication, some lottery competitions, etc. While going to the list of other books, my eyes suddenly stopped over one. The description of that book reads “काला जादू सीखें…आत्माओं से संपर्क करें” (Learn Black Magic, blah..blah..blah. Contact Spirits). I was totally numb for a few seconds after reading that line. I knew that black magic is dangerous but for a fourteen-year-old kid, it was the way to contact his mom. Without giving any second thought, I made up my mind that I am going to buy that book. Long story short, I somehow succeeded in buying that book without coming into the notice of my dad. I started reading it and practicing it. After I gained a few years of experience in black magic, I realized that the book was way too dangerous to get into the hands of common readers. It has some very powerful spells and procedures in it, which I didn’t realize back then, but only after gaining experience. So I wrote a letter to publishers with my fake name & address on it and requested them to discontinue that book and giving some genuine explanations for that. I don’t know if they replied to it or not because my address was fake, but I did not do further investigations whether they are still selling it. But that book was removed from the list of available books from that publication.


Moving forward

I did succeed in contacting the spirit of my mom. It took me little over 3 years to do that and it requires really great efforts to summon a spirit of human being. By that time I became way too experienced as I was practicing and learning black magic from various sources. Internet was not even a word back then. I’m talking about the 60s. I really don’t know how many books on black magic I sourced and read. I kept on gaining experience and that’s how I became an experienced spell caster. Fast forward, I spent 9 years in Varanasi, India. On the ghats and with Aghoris on the opposite side of river end. Aghoris are considered as most serious black magic practitioners and they worship Kaal Bhairav – an incarnation of Lord Shiva – as the wrath of his anger. Aghoris feed on dead bodies which is either leftover after burning or directly thrown into holy river Ganges. They were my Gurus for these years and I could say I learned so much from them which I could have never learned on my own. My stay in Varanasi was magnificent and I got so much knowledge about Black Magic.



Apart from learning black magic, I also used to spend a lot of time on Ghats and interact with priests and sadhus. I learned a lot about life, death, moksha, dharma & karma. Also, about god. I even read Srimad Bhagavad Gita, the holy book of Hindus. It gave my answer to almost all my questions. Don’t think that a person practicing black magic cannot read spiritual books. No matter how much I hate god, I know that bringing me on this path was his choice and he is guiding me the way. This was his part of the plan so that I could help others with my “powers”. Well, I hate addressing it as power, so let’s call it ‘Skill’. And perhaps that’s why he didn’t fulfill my wish of seeing my mom for one last time when I was constantly praying for it. Despite that, I hate him!

I hope it wasn’t boring so far. Now the question arises – why I am here & why I am doing it for free?

The short answer is chapter #2, verse 47 from Srimad Bhagavad Gita that reads “कर्मणये वाधिकारस्ते मां फलेषु कदाचन ।” that translates to: You have a right to perform your prescribed duties, but you are not entitled to the fruits of your actions. Never consider yourself to be the cause of the results of your activities, nor be attached to inaction. It just gives me immense satisfaction and I love it. I believe this is the reason I’m here and helping thousands of people who are in need of dire help. Maybe I will be rewarded for this by Karma, or maybe not. But I just don’t care about it. Like I said Srimad Bhagavad Gita gave me answers to a lot of questions so the reward is the last thing I would expect in exchange for helping people.

I believe this was sufficient to know about me. If you still have questions, do not hesitate in asking!