[01/08, 06:32] K. Chandru Former Judge Of Highcourt: *’Justice lost its way’* (Text of Judge Aditi Kumar Sharma’s full letter) To  The Hon’ble Chief Justice, High Court of Madhya Pradesh  Through Hon’ble The Registrar General and Hon’ble The Principal District Judge, Shahdol 

[01/08, 06:32] K. Chandru Former Judge Of Highcourt: *’Justice lost its way’*
(Text of Judge Aditi Kumar Sharma’s full letter)

To 
The Hon’ble Chief Justice, High Court of Madhya Pradesh 
Through Hon’ble The Registrar General and Hon’ble The Principal District Judge, Shahdol 

Subject: Resignation from judicial service. 

With every ounce of my moral strength and emotional exhaustion, I hereby resign from judicial service not because I lost faith in justice, but because justice lost its way inside the very institution sworn to protect it. 

There comes a moment in every judge’s life when she is called to make a choice—not between right and wrong, but between silence and truth. Today, I choose truth, even if it comes at the cost of the very robe I once wore with reverence. 

When I first sat for the Judicial Services Examination, I did so with a fire in my heart, a fire kindled by the immense respect and pride I held for the High Court of Madhya Pradesh. To me, this Hon’ble High Court wasn’t just a constitutional body—it was a sanctuary of truth. I told myself, “If you work honestly, if you uphold the law, this Court will stand by you when it matters most. 

I believed that with my whole being. And I served accordingly  with devotion, with discipline, and with the unshakable faith that this institution protects its own when they walk the path of integrity. 

But today, I write this with a shattered spirit and the ache of betrayal. Not at the hands of a criminal or an accused, but at the hands of the very system I swore to serve. 

I am resigning from judicial service, not because I failed the institution  but because the institution has failed me. For years, I was subjected to unrelenting harassment—not merely of the body or the mind, but of my dignity, my voice, and my very existence as a woman judge who dared to speak up against a senior judge Shri Rajesh Kümar Gupta wielding unaccountable power. I followed every legitimate route—wrote to the Hon’ble Registrar General, the Hon’ble Chief justice of this Hon’ble High Court, the Hon’ble Supreme Court of India, the Hon’ble President of the Republic—hoping that if not justice, at least hearing might be granted. 

But silence was their verdict. In that silence, I saw the brutal truth of our times  that integrity is optional, power is protection, and those who speak the truth are punished more severely than those who violate it. 

The same judiciary that sermonizes about transparency from the bench failed to even follow the basic tenets of natural justice within its own halls. The same institution that teaches equality before law handpicked power over truth. Shri Rajesh Kumar Gupta who orchestrated my suffering was not questioned – was rewarded. Recommended. Elevated. Given a pedestal instead of a summons. Shri Rajesh Kumar Gupta the man I accused not lightly, not anonymously, but with documented facts and the raw courage only a wounded woman can Summon  was not even asked to explain. No inquiry. No notice. No hearing. No accountability—is now titled Justice, a cruel joke upon the very word. 

I ask you—what message does this send to the judiciary’s daughters? That they may be assaulted, humiliated, and institutionally erased—and their only real crime was daring to believe that the system would protect them? 

The ink of our Constitution may not have dried—but the conscience of those meant to uphold it has. 

I was not asking for privilege. I was asking for process. 

I was not demanding punishment. I was pleading for scrutiny. 

I was not seeking revenge. I was crying for justice—not just for myself, but for the institution I cherished and believed in even when it did not believe in me. 

I leave now, with wounds that no reinstatement, no compensation, no apology will ever heal—but also with my truth intact. Let this letter haunt the files it enters. Let it whisper in the hallways where silence once reigned. Let it live longer than the reputations hastily protected, and the wrongs quietly buried. 

I sign off not as an officer of the court, but as a victim of its silence. 

Where were the rules then? Where was the revered transparency then? 

You refused to protect one of your own. 

You refused to uphold the principles you preach. 

You refused to be just where it mattered the most. 

And if this does not shake your conscience, then perhaps the rot runs deeper than we dare admit.

I leave this institution with no medals, no celebration, and no bitterness—only the bitter truth that the judiciary failed me. But worse—it failed itself. 

This letter of resignation is not closure. It is a statement of protest. Let it remain in your archives as a reminder that there once was a woman judge in Madhya Pradesh who gave her all to justice, and was broken by the system that preached it the loudest. 

And if even one judge, one registrar, one member of the Collegium reads this and feels unease then perhaps, my voice has done more justice than my robe ever could. 

Yours faithfully 

Aditi Kumar Sharma 
(iv civil judge junior division) 
Madhya Pradesh Judicial Services 

Date: 28.07.2025 

Place: Shahdol, M.P
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