16-02-2019, 02:36 PM
Roma drove us straight to some Government office, which had a name board bearing "Home Security Department" or something of that kind. It was too early in the morning. There were a few officers including some lady officers on duty.
Roma made us sit on a bench and went in and talked something to the officer at the reception for quite some time. The officer spoke on phone and another officer emerged with a lady officer from inside another room. Roma returned with the two security officer officers to us on the bench in the receiving hall. They ushered us into what looked like a meeting room with a long table surrounded by a number of chairs.
The lady officer introduced herself and her partner, made me sign a form about my identification and willingness to testify. She put a microphone near me and told me that our conversation was being recorded and could be used as evidence, if required. She said that it was imperative that I spoke the truth. Making a false statement to the security officer was a crime. She told me that Roma had earlier briefly narrated to her about Ali's multiple passports and my flirting affairs with Ali. She asked me to narrate each and every minute detail about my association with Ali, his friends and associates. She told me not to hide even my intimate activities though they might appear to me to be irrelevant to the case.
She made it clear that prima facie, it appeared that I was entangled into some illegal operations unknowingly. Making factual statements will help the security officer to clear me and catch the criminals. She asked me if I wanted to be alone with her or needed any or all of us to be present.
I was too overwhelmed with the developments and wanted someone to be by my side. However, if I were to tell the security officer all my intimate details, it would be too awkward for me to do that in the presence of my husband. I had hidden too many things from him. I asked my husband Prateek, if it would be ok, if I spoke without males' presence. Prateek nodded and he and the male officer left the room. There were the lady officer, me and Roma left in the room.
I asked the lady officer that Ai and I had illicit sexual relationship and whether I had to describe to her of all those things including our body parts. The lady officer replied that it would be necessary; because anything that Ali or anyone said or did during those intimate moments or anything that I saw on Ali's body, might reveal his personality or identification or lead to something which could help the case. She told me that whatever I said shall be treated in strict confidence and would be used only for the purpose of criminal investigation and shall not be revealed to any unauthorised persons. All the investigating officers were sworn to secrecy she added.
She asked me to start from the day, I first met Ali.
I told the officer how I was travelling daily by the same bus in which Ali was the driver. I told her, that Ali and I talked to each other regularly and then one day Ali asked me to have a lunch out. I agreed to meet him during lunch break. We had a bit of closer introduction. Ali said he was from a town near .,abad in Pakistan and came to Australia through some friends.
Ali did not tell me the name of his town, nor did I ask. Ali and I became friends. At first Ali seemed sincere and did not make any passes at me. I was attracted by his charming personality. He was fairly elder to me and had a similar streak of grey on his hair, like my father had. Ali asked me to join him again for lunch during my lunch break. During this second meeting, Ali gently touched my hand casually and briefly. He looked awkwardly at me wondering if I would withdraw my hand. I liked his gentle touch and did not withdraw my hand so as not to offend him. I liked the way he talked and appreciated my beauty, my figure and my dress sense in a completely friendly way.
After that day Ali travelled several times with me to talk to me in the same bus even when he was off duty. He asked about me, my husband and all. One day Ali asked me if I would join him for half an hour in the evening. He suggested that after the office, he would pick me up, we shall go to a café for half an hour, have coffee and then he would drop me off at my apartment. By that time, I was fairly comfortable with him and I had no reason not to accept his invitation.
I told my husband all about my talk with Ali. My husband Prateek did not discourage me from meeting Ali alone. In fact, Prateek kept asking me how Ali was and if Ali was making any sexual overtures to me. I told my husband, it was preposterous for him to think that. I told my husband Prateek that Ali and I were just friends. He liked my company and I found him polite, well mannered decent guy, who cared for me and was sensitive to my feelings.
That evening as we were having coffee, Ali caressed my hand briefly and said that I had smoothest hands he had seen. He asked me if he could feel the smoothness of my hands. I let him caress my hands. During the talk that evening Ali asked me about my married life. I told him about the conversation I had with my husband Prateek. I told Ali that I religiously told my husband about Ali and my meetings with him. My husband had said that he had no objections of my meeting Ali alone.
Ali and I met several times after that during evenings or during lunch time. He and I had developed good chemistry and I liked his casual touching of hands, holding hands, kissing on cheeks etc. Slowly, these body contacts started becoming subtly sexual. I must admit that I found Ali to be sexually attractive and stimulating. One evening Ali asked me if he could kiss me on my lips. Until then, he only kissed my cheeks. By that time, I was very much sexually attracted to him and I did not say yes, but I did not say no either. That was the first time Ali and I lip kissed each other. It was hugely erotic kiss and Ali took the liberty of fondling my breasts for the first time over my blouse that evening. I admit that I hid this from my husband Prateek.
We met several evenings thereafter and lip kissing each other and Ali's fondling my breasts had become routine by that time. Occasionally Ali inserted his hands into my bra to fondle my boobs.
It was on the occasion of Ali's birthday that he invited me to a sea beach resort for joining in the celebration. He said he would pick me up from my office. He asked me if he could introduce me as his girl friend to his friends, because according to their tradition, unless a boy and a girl are married or are to be married, they cannot move about freely with each other. He repeatedly requested me to agree as a special case. He said it was a question of his prestige. He had boasted to his friends that he had a beautiful girl friend. His friends did not believe him. They asked him to prove it by bringing me to Ali's birthday party. Ali said that if I did not agree to go to his birthday party as his girl friend or fiancée, his friends would call him a liar and a cheat.
Ali was desperate. Finally I agreed reluctantly. I did not tell my husband that I was going to the party as Ali's fiancée. I was too embarrassed to tell him. I thought since it was a one off incident, it would not matter.
That evening, Ali and his friends got together in a beach side resort. They had come with their wives. I went and met Ali's friends, who called me bhabhi (brother's wife). I told them that I was not Ali's wife yet. However, they said fiancée almost means wife. Was it not true that I would be Ali's wife soon? They asked me. I could not tell them that I was married. I kept quiet and they took it as yes.
At the time of cake cutting ceremony, Ali hugged me and kissed me on my lips in their presence. Since I had agreed to be Ali's girl friend, I had to let Ali kiss me on my lips with all being there. Ali's friends took the pictures of Ali and me kissing on lips. That was the first time that Ali kissed me on my lips in anybody else's presence. After the celebration, Ali, I and the other couples went to the beach behind the resort. They all decided to go for a swim.
The lady officer interrupted me at that stage and asked me if I remembered the names of Ali's friends. Would I remember their faces, if I met them, she inquired.
I told her, "Yes I remember two friend's names and their wives names too. One was Saeed. He was tall about 35 years of age and sported a typical beard. His wife's name was Khatun. Khatun was comparatively shorter and average looking. She wore heavy golden ornaments. I was not sure if they were genuine gold. The other friend was Irfan. I remember his name because they joked between them that his name was that of a cricketer and also there was an Indian film star of the same name. He was younger and of the same height as Saeed but a bit bulky and plain shaven. His wife's name was bulbul. She was dark, fairly tall and had slightly hoarse voice. Yes, I would recognise them if I see them. I don't remember the third person's name because he was quiet throughout the evening and his wife and he did not seem to get along well. Besides they left soon after he cake cutting and did not join the rest of the evening."
Roma made us sit on a bench and went in and talked something to the officer at the reception for quite some time. The officer spoke on phone and another officer emerged with a lady officer from inside another room. Roma returned with the two security officer officers to us on the bench in the receiving hall. They ushered us into what looked like a meeting room with a long table surrounded by a number of chairs.
The lady officer introduced herself and her partner, made me sign a form about my identification and willingness to testify. She put a microphone near me and told me that our conversation was being recorded and could be used as evidence, if required. She said that it was imperative that I spoke the truth. Making a false statement to the security officer was a crime. She told me that Roma had earlier briefly narrated to her about Ali's multiple passports and my flirting affairs with Ali. She asked me to narrate each and every minute detail about my association with Ali, his friends and associates. She told me not to hide even my intimate activities though they might appear to me to be irrelevant to the case.
She made it clear that prima facie, it appeared that I was entangled into some illegal operations unknowingly. Making factual statements will help the security officer to clear me and catch the criminals. She asked me if I wanted to be alone with her or needed any or all of us to be present.
I was too overwhelmed with the developments and wanted someone to be by my side. However, if I were to tell the security officer all my intimate details, it would be too awkward for me to do that in the presence of my husband. I had hidden too many things from him. I asked my husband Prateek, if it would be ok, if I spoke without males' presence. Prateek nodded and he and the male officer left the room. There were the lady officer, me and Roma left in the room.
I asked the lady officer that Ai and I had illicit sexual relationship and whether I had to describe to her of all those things including our body parts. The lady officer replied that it would be necessary; because anything that Ali or anyone said or did during those intimate moments or anything that I saw on Ali's body, might reveal his personality or identification or lead to something which could help the case. She told me that whatever I said shall be treated in strict confidence and would be used only for the purpose of criminal investigation and shall not be revealed to any unauthorised persons. All the investigating officers were sworn to secrecy she added.
She asked me to start from the day, I first met Ali.
I told the officer how I was travelling daily by the same bus in which Ali was the driver. I told her, that Ali and I talked to each other regularly and then one day Ali asked me to have a lunch out. I agreed to meet him during lunch break. We had a bit of closer introduction. Ali said he was from a town near .,abad in Pakistan and came to Australia through some friends.
Ali did not tell me the name of his town, nor did I ask. Ali and I became friends. At first Ali seemed sincere and did not make any passes at me. I was attracted by his charming personality. He was fairly elder to me and had a similar streak of grey on his hair, like my father had. Ali asked me to join him again for lunch during my lunch break. During this second meeting, Ali gently touched my hand casually and briefly. He looked awkwardly at me wondering if I would withdraw my hand. I liked his gentle touch and did not withdraw my hand so as not to offend him. I liked the way he talked and appreciated my beauty, my figure and my dress sense in a completely friendly way.
After that day Ali travelled several times with me to talk to me in the same bus even when he was off duty. He asked about me, my husband and all. One day Ali asked me if I would join him for half an hour in the evening. He suggested that after the office, he would pick me up, we shall go to a café for half an hour, have coffee and then he would drop me off at my apartment. By that time, I was fairly comfortable with him and I had no reason not to accept his invitation.
I told my husband all about my talk with Ali. My husband Prateek did not discourage me from meeting Ali alone. In fact, Prateek kept asking me how Ali was and if Ali was making any sexual overtures to me. I told my husband, it was preposterous for him to think that. I told my husband Prateek that Ali and I were just friends. He liked my company and I found him polite, well mannered decent guy, who cared for me and was sensitive to my feelings.
That evening as we were having coffee, Ali caressed my hand briefly and said that I had smoothest hands he had seen. He asked me if he could feel the smoothness of my hands. I let him caress my hands. During the talk that evening Ali asked me about my married life. I told him about the conversation I had with my husband Prateek. I told Ali that I religiously told my husband about Ali and my meetings with him. My husband had said that he had no objections of my meeting Ali alone.
Ali and I met several times after that during evenings or during lunch time. He and I had developed good chemistry and I liked his casual touching of hands, holding hands, kissing on cheeks etc. Slowly, these body contacts started becoming subtly sexual. I must admit that I found Ali to be sexually attractive and stimulating. One evening Ali asked me if he could kiss me on my lips. Until then, he only kissed my cheeks. By that time, I was very much sexually attracted to him and I did not say yes, but I did not say no either. That was the first time Ali and I lip kissed each other. It was hugely erotic kiss and Ali took the liberty of fondling my breasts for the first time over my blouse that evening. I admit that I hid this from my husband Prateek.
We met several evenings thereafter and lip kissing each other and Ali's fondling my breasts had become routine by that time. Occasionally Ali inserted his hands into my bra to fondle my boobs.
It was on the occasion of Ali's birthday that he invited me to a sea beach resort for joining in the celebration. He said he would pick me up from my office. He asked me if he could introduce me as his girl friend to his friends, because according to their tradition, unless a boy and a girl are married or are to be married, they cannot move about freely with each other. He repeatedly requested me to agree as a special case. He said it was a question of his prestige. He had boasted to his friends that he had a beautiful girl friend. His friends did not believe him. They asked him to prove it by bringing me to Ali's birthday party. Ali said that if I did not agree to go to his birthday party as his girl friend or fiancée, his friends would call him a liar and a cheat.
Ali was desperate. Finally I agreed reluctantly. I did not tell my husband that I was going to the party as Ali's fiancée. I was too embarrassed to tell him. I thought since it was a one off incident, it would not matter.
That evening, Ali and his friends got together in a beach side resort. They had come with their wives. I went and met Ali's friends, who called me bhabhi (brother's wife). I told them that I was not Ali's wife yet. However, they said fiancée almost means wife. Was it not true that I would be Ali's wife soon? They asked me. I could not tell them that I was married. I kept quiet and they took it as yes.
At the time of cake cutting ceremony, Ali hugged me and kissed me on my lips in their presence. Since I had agreed to be Ali's girl friend, I had to let Ali kiss me on my lips with all being there. Ali's friends took the pictures of Ali and me kissing on lips. That was the first time that Ali kissed me on my lips in anybody else's presence. After the celebration, Ali, I and the other couples went to the beach behind the resort. They all decided to go for a swim.
The lady officer interrupted me at that stage and asked me if I remembered the names of Ali's friends. Would I remember their faces, if I met them, she inquired.
I told her, "Yes I remember two friend's names and their wives names too. One was Saeed. He was tall about 35 years of age and sported a typical beard. His wife's name was Khatun. Khatun was comparatively shorter and average looking. She wore heavy golden ornaments. I was not sure if they were genuine gold. The other friend was Irfan. I remember his name because they joked between them that his name was that of a cricketer and also there was an Indian film star of the same name. He was younger and of the same height as Saeed but a bit bulky and plain shaven. His wife's name was bulbul. She was dark, fairly tall and had slightly hoarse voice. Yes, I would recognise them if I see them. I don't remember the third person's name because he was quiet throughout the evening and his wife and he did not seem to get along well. Besides they left soon after he cake cutting and did not join the rest of the evening."
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