Indian leaders should beware of the Jewish Zionist designs on India – By Ghulam Muhammed

http://www.mumbaimirror.com/article/15/20090116200901160406485068f5a59a3/I-went-to-America-and-not-Satara

http://www.mumbaimirror.com/article/2/2009011620090116040626647a981bad2/I-was-made-to-wear-skirt-blouse-and-taken-into-a-plane-with-a-star-on-the-tail

“However her description of the inside of an aircraft, the star (of David?) sign on the tailfin of a blue and white aircraft, and the way her suitcase had been packed point to a greater mystery.”

Indian leaders should beware of the Jewish Zionist designs on India, to entangle it into the turbulent world out there, in the name of globalisation, and make life hell for its citizens. India with a billion strong population can not be exposed to the clock and dagger world of American and Israeli Jewish Zionist version of the New World Order. We have lived in peace for ages. We are for need not for greed. In the name of security, these Zionists are wrecking the peace of the world. India should wake up to the railroading tactics of the US and Israel. It is scandalous that an Indian citizen, who had witnessed the terrorists come aboard in their dinghy on the coast of Colaba, would be flown by apparent Mossad agents, either to US or Israel, to make a case for India to start its anti-terrorist agenda against Pakistan. Who authorized the transport of the Indian citizen, that even did not have a passport, when she left the shores of India in a private plane. Indian public is being kept in dark and India is being subjected to a wide variety of new calls on its nationhood to assist and help the axis of US/UK/Israel in their global wars and intrigues. India is once again being cornered by a East India Company like vise, that can eventually rob us of our freedom, our integrity, our independence and our sovereign status. We will be reduced to a nation, begging the Axis for our very survival as people.

Our politicians and our media should be the first to take note of our vulnerability against professional conspirators and call for urgent review of our foreign policy implications for the future of our nation and our people.

Observe the audacious public declarations of the Jewish British foreign secretary, David Milliband, whom no Congress leader had guts to counter over his anti-India pronouncements. Rahul Gandhi took him around Amethi, as if David was the Prince of Wales. So much for the spine of our leaders of tomorrow!!! Is India destined to be always in the service of the Western Imperialists?

Ghulam Muhammed, Mumbai

I went to America, and not Satara

Key 26/11 witness who mysteriously disappeared and re-appeared, challenges Mumbai police, says white investigators had taken her to “America”

By Vishwas Kulkarni and Bhupen Patel
Posted On Friday, January 16, 2009 at 04:06:48 AM

Exhaustion is etched deep into her face and her eyes droop from the fatigue. It has been a manic, bewildering and exciting week for Anita Uddaiya, 47.

A key witness in the Mumbai terror case – she was one of the first people who saw six of the terrorists land on the evening of November 26 – Uddaiya mysteriously disappeared on Sunday morning, leading her daughter to file a missing person complaint, only to reappear in the early hours of Wednesday, equally mysteriously.

In an interview to this newspaper on Tuesday, Uddaiya’s daughter had said that American investigators had taken her mother to the US, a claim that was rubbished by the Mumbai Crime Branch which further said that Uddaiya was not even a leading witness in the terror case.

Upon her return to Mumbai, Uddaiya was stunned to find a posse of policemen at her Machchimaar Colony home and a larger gaggle of mediapersons waiting to hear her story. In panic, she told the policemen that she had just gone to Satara to visit her relatives, and she evaded the media by leaving home for a day-long pilgrimage to Jeevdaani at Virar.

But finding that Crime Branch was questioning her credentials as a witness, Uddaiya decided to come clean. In an exhaustive interview to this newspaper, conducted over three sessions through Wednesday, she spoke about her mysterious disappearance. “I did not disappear. I had informed my husband. There were some foreigners who had been in touch with me from November 27. They heard my story, about how I saw those boys come in, they met me at least thrice before telling me that they would like to take me abroad for a day or so. I trusted them, I wanted to help them, so I said ok. I did not go to Satara, I went to America. I told the police I went to Satara because I panicked.”

Uddaiya is an illiterate woman, she cannot specify details, there are many holes in her narrative, and she has no papers to prove her claim.

She is also an extremely sharp, observant woman and there are things she says which lead us to give credence to her story.

If true, this is a a sensational story of a covert intelligence operation, if false, she is one heck of a story teller. You decide.

I was made to wear skirt, blouse, and taken into a plane with a star on the tail

By Vishwas Kulkarni
Posted On Friday, January 16, 2009 at 04:06:26 AM

Anita Uddaiya back at her home in Machchimaar Colony at Cuffe Parade. (Below) How we have been tracking this story

On the main road leading to Hotel President, just a few metres diametrically opposite from where India’s richest men have their residence, lives Anita Uddaiya, on the edge of the sea, above the shop of a scrap dealer. You climb a precarious iron staircase to get to her home. There’s a tiny terrace abutting two small rooms, and just behind the house is the small bay of the Arabian Sea, from where the fishermen of Mumbai set sail every day, and where, occasionally, terrorists from Karachi land.

We meet Uddaiya at 7 am on Thursday–she is just bathed and is leisurely combing her hair– but there is no missing the exhaustion. “It is so unpleasant to be attacked from all sides. The police are haranguing us–they even went to my daughter’s neighbour’s house at Virar, and then there is the media. So intrusive.”

And yet she agrees to talk to us. There is an eagerness to share her story. Uddaiya says that on November 27, her account of how she saw six men walk up from the beach, burdened with heavy carry-alls, and how she tried to chat with them, was aired on India TV. Soon after, three white men–“tall, big-built”–came to meet her. They were accompanied by an Indian man, the interpreter, whom she identifies as a certain Sudhakar –“short, dark, mustached with very curly hair”–and they wanted to speak to her about what she had seen.

The four men met her thrice through December and the first half of January, wanting more details, and then asked her whether she would go abroad with them for a couple of days. ” I had come to trust them, I wanted to help them, so I said ok.” Uddaiya had also given her statement to the Crime Branch which is investigating the terror case and says she had been questioned a couple of times by the Mumbai police. “The foreigners were very nice to me and I just told them that I’ll come provided they deposit me back home safely.” In preparation for her trip she was taken to a “big, air-conditioned hospital,” for medical tests. However, she cannot identify the hospital. She was told that she would be taken on Saturday. As her husband is admitted at St. George hospital and she has two young children at home who need looking after, she summoned her eldest daughter Seema to come and stay over for the next few days. She also packed a small suitcase, which she showed us, with two of her best sarees. However she waited all of Saturday and there was no sign of the foreigners.

On Sunday morning, at around 5 or 6 am, she says she got a phone call asking her to step out of her home without carrying anything “pretending that I was going to the toilet.”

Some distance away, a big van was waiting to pick her up. “I told them I had to meet my husband before we left, so they took me to St George where I told my husband that I’ll be back in a few days and then we went to the airport at Andheri where I was given a skirt, blouse and a scarf to change into. Then we got into a plane, it was white and blue and had a star on the tail. It was not a very big plane, there were some empty seats ahead of where I sat. In all there would been fifteen to twenty people on that plane. I got very nervous when it took off but after that I settled down and went to sleep.”

“When we landed it was night. It was a very big airport, they put me through some security check and then we were out. When we stepped out it was cold, quite cold, but not unbearably so. We quickly got into a car and drove off. The streets were not too crowded, not like Mumbai, and I saw several tall buildings like the World Trade Centre we have here. I was taken to a hotel. What a lovely room it was! And the bed was so soft and springy, but I must tell you that I slept on the floor, for that is what I am used to to. But before that I was fed dinner, it was non-Indian food, and I didn’t care for it.”

The next morning, Uddaiya says, she was taken to a building which was as far from the hotel as “Machchimaar Nagar is from Colaba” There we was taken to a room, where there must have been 30-40 people but at the centre was a big black man who asked question like what time did the terrorists land, what they looked like, what they wore, the colour of their back-packs, the time gap between their disembarkation and the first blast at Colaba, whether I knew that foreigners were being particularly targetted.”

Uddaiya who had several cups of coffee through this long session says there was a camera recording her and by the time she was taken back to the hotel it was almost dusk. “People were very kind to me and I was told that if required they would call me back.” By the time she reached the airport it was again dark. “Unlike the time I left Mumbai, when there was no waiting involved, I was taken to a large room and we had to wait for some hours. The aircraft in which I came back also was different. It was a larger plane, there was a woman in a saree aside from white air hostesses, serving us, and the aircraft was white with a red stripe.”

Home food at last

On the journey back she says the plane also halted somewhere for about half hour to and hour but she says she does not know which place it was. Uddaiya landed in Mumbai at around six p.m. on Tuesday evening and then taken to a hotel, “very fancy,” and where she was given Indian food. “The food took a really long time to come, the men who had accompanied me kept chatting, but when the food did come it was excellent.” It was at the hotel that after 48 hours Uddaiya changed back into her clothes, which she says she had washed in the “hotel in America.”

At around 11 p.m., her escorts called for a taxi, gave her Rs 500, and instructed him to drop her home to Colaba. “I came back, saw the police and press waiting and the mess began.”

Despite persistent questioning, she is unable to provide more details, names of the foreigners who escorted her or even the city she travelled to. She says she had the foreigners’ cards but when we ask her for it, all she can give us are the numerous visiting cards of journalists. When asked about the promised money–her daughter had told this newspaper that Uddaiya had been promised $10,000–she said she had not seen any of it. “But they promised to call me again for further help,” she says.

However her description of the inside of an aircraft, the star (of David?) sign on the tailfin of a blue and white aircraft, and the way her suitcase had been packed point to a greater mystery.

The police have outrightly rejected her story, but this seems to be far from an open and shut case.

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