SCIONS OF THE NEHRU FAMILY

Seeking details of the Nehru and Gandhi family on the net, one is certain to be
perplexed with the information available. The net is flooded with the sexual
escapades of the family members. It is not possible to term all that is mentioned as
calumny since various authors have written in their various capacities in biographies,
auto-biographies, and professional diaries about the sexual leanings of this family.
But, quite a few statements are found not to have any logic – but simple character
assassination.

GANGADHAR NEHRU – 1827 to February 1861

The story starts with the fall of the Mughal Empire in Delhi. The year was 1857, after
Delhi was captured by the British after Sepoy Mutiny, the first uprising for
independence. The British were methodically slaughtering all the Mughals to ensure
that there would be no claimants to the throne after that. The City Kotwal at the time
of uprising was a Mughal named Ghiyasuddin Ghazi. Ghiyasuddin, to save himself
and his family, he adopted a Hindu name – Gangadhar Nehru. Ghiyasuddin
apparently resided on the bank of a canal – NEHR in Urdu means canal – near the
Red Fort. Thus, he adopted the name Nehru as the family name. It is claimed on the
net that the 13th volume of the ENCYCLOPAEDIA OF INDIAN WAR OF
INDEPENDENCE (ISBN: 81-261-3745-9) by M. K. Singh states it elaborately.

GANGADHAR & JEORANI NEHRU

IMAGE SOURCE: www.geni.com

City Kotwal was an important post like today’s Commissioner of Police. It appears
from Mughal records that there was no Hindu Kotwal employed. It was extremely
unlikely for a Hindu to be hired for that post. Compulsorily only Mohammedans of
foreign ancestry were hired for such an important post. (12)

Gangadhar Nehru fled to Agra with his wife Jeorani and four children – two sons
Bansidhar and Nandlal and two daughters Patrani, and Maharani. Motilal, the
youngest son was born three months after the demise of Gangadhar in February
1861. Bansidhar, the eldest son worked in the judicial department of the British
Government. Being a transferable job, he was partly cut off from the rest of the
family. Nandlal, the second son, entered the service of the Kingdom of Khetri in
Rajputana and was the Diwan for ten years. Later, he studied law and settled down
as a practicing lawyer in Agra.

MOTILAL NEHRU – 6TH MAY 1861 TO 6TH FEBRUARY 1931

Motilal Nehru got his early education at home in Persian and Arabic and spoke Urdu
as his mother tongue. Noteworthy – he did not speak Kashmiri or Koshur, the native
language of Kashmiris, but Urdu. He attended the government high school in
Cawnpore and matriculated at Muir Central College in Allahabad. Though he did not
complete his degree, he passed the examinations as a lawyer.

Motilal Nehru lost his first wife during child birth while he was still in his teens.

Motilal worked as a “mukhtar” from 1886 for Mubarak Ali, a renowned munshi
(advocate) of the Allahabad High Court. Prior to that Motilal had done an
apprenticeship at Cawnpore. After the death of the Raja of Etawah, Uttar Pradesh,
the Rani of Etawah wanted to save her kingdom because she had no child. She
asked Mobarak Ali and Motilal to fight her case. They asked her for Rs. 5,00,000.
The Rani paid in full. The case was lost in the Lower Court. They then told the Rani
that they would fight the case in the higher court. They took another Rs. 5,00,000.
The case was lost in the Higher Court also. They then told the Rani that they would
fight the case in the Privy Council in London. They demanded a hefty fee for
themselves and a fee for a British advocate to fight the case in London. The smart
British advocate said that the Rani to get hold of an infant of appropriate age and say
to the entire world that she was pregnant at the time of the Raja’s death. This idea
worked and the Rani saved her kingdom. She gave them a lot of money and gave
Amethi, a part of her kingdom to Motilal. Ever since then the members of the Nehru
family have been behaving as if Amethi is their private property. (4)

MOTILAL WITH SWARUP RANI, KAMALA, JAWAHARLAL, VIJAYLAXMI, KRISHNA, INDIRA & R.S. PANDIT
The stories of Motilal Nehru’s sexual escapades abound on the net.

The first version is as follows.

After the death of his first wife, Motilal brought another woman from Kashmir. It is not
confirmed that she was his legal wife. Her name was Swaroop Rani. Her first child,
a son, fathered by Motilal did not survive. Thereafter, she bore Motilal two
daughters – Vijaylaxmi, the elder daughter, later wife of Mr Ranjit Sitaram
Pandit. Earlier in life Vijaylaxmi had eloped with her half brother Syed Hussain
(13) and had a daughter named Chandralekha who was adopted by Mr Pandit.
The second daughter was Krishna, later wife of Raja Gunottam Huteesing. After
the daughters, Swaroop Rani gave birth to one more son, fathered by Motilal,
but this son also did not survive.

JAWAHARLAL WITH KRISHNA HUTEESING

The internet is full of details that Motilal had four more females attached to his
name and it goes as follows.

Motilal’s employer, Mobarak Ali died under mysterious circumstances. Motilal

usurped his wealth, took over his business and kept his wife Thussu Rahman Bai
and her children like a true Muslim. Thussu had two children of Mobarak Ali –
Jawaharlal and Syed Hussain, who had eloped with Vijaylaxmi. It is to be noted
that Thussu is a Kashmiri surname and cannot be the first name of a person.
Wikipedia mentions Jawaharlal’s mother as Swaruprani Thussu.

VIJAYLAXMI PANDIT
The third woman was Manjari – she had a child named Mehar Ali Shokhta, who
was an Arya Samaj leader.

The fourth woman was an Iranian woman – the mother of Muhammad Ali
Jinnah.

The fifth female was a house maid, a cook from Kashmir. Sheikh Abdullah was born
of her on 5th December 1905.

The name of Ishrat Manzil, the house of Mobarak Ali was changed to Anand Bhawan
when Motilal moved into that house. This house was subsequently renamed Swaraj
Bhawan when it became the epicentre of Independence activities of the Congress.
Jawaharlal was born in a house in Mir Ganj area in Allahabad. Mir Ganj was in a red
light area. It is noteworthy that when Jawaharlal became the Prime Minister of India,
he had his original house of birth in Mir Ganj raised to the ground. Both Krishna and
Vijaylaxmi were also born there. While some early childhood pictures of the two
sisters can be seen, none of the boy Jawaharlal can be found.

The credibility of the contents of the above paragraphs is any bodies guess.
Whatever has been written here is what is available on the net. One point which
stands out is Motilal’s fathering Jinnah. Jinnah was born on 25th December 1876.
Motilal was 15 years old when Jinnah was born. The possibility of Motilal
fathering Jinnah is questionable. The only possibility is that the interlude had
taken place in between the death of Motilal’s first wife and his marriage with
Swaroop Rani.

The second version is as follows. (6)

Contrary to the general perception that Jawaharlal was born with a silver spoon, he
was born of Swarup Rani to a then struggling Motilal living in a rented house in
Mirganj, a red light area in Allahabad. 77 Mirganj, where Jawaharlal was born, was a
two storied building which belonged to some Gujrati and next to it was Seva Samit
Hospital. A part of it has been converted Keshwani Vidyapeeth. The adjoining house
was the imambara of the Shia prostitute Lali Jaan, the remains of which are still
there. Both Jawaharlal and Vijaylaxmi were born in this house. A little further was the
famous courtesan Chappan Churi. Thumri singer Janaki Bai also lived in that locality.
Motilal came to Allahabad after the high court shifted from Agra to Allahabad.

In 1926, the house was acquired by the Improvement Trust, the chairman of which
was Kanta Prasad Kakkar. The Improvement Trust became Municipal Corporation
after independence. To broaden the road, the Improvement Trust demolished a part
of the house.

The remains of that house were also removed after Indira Gandhi became Prime
Minister. The records of that house were with the Municipal Corporation till late
seventies. But these too were removed as the Nehru family was not interested in this
part of their family history.
 ISHRAT MANZIL LATER ANAND BHAWAN AND NOW SWARAJ BHAWAN

IMAGE SOURCE: WIKIMEDIA

Jawaharlal was two years old when the family shifted to 9 Elgin Road in the posh
Civil Lines area. Again it was a rented house where Motilal lived for 15 years. Ishrat
Manzil was bought in 1899, which became Swaraj Bhawan, the seat of India’s
independence movement. The land of Swaraj Bhawan was initially given to Sir Syed
Ahmad Khan by the British. His son Mohammad Mehmood sold it to Parmanand
Pathak, who in turn sold to Raja Kishen Das. Motilal bought from Kishen Das in
1889. By this time Motilal was an accomplished and well-known lawyer. The model
of Nehru’s 77 Mirganj House was kept in Allahabad Museum for many years till mid
seventies till Indira got it removed.

The third version is as follows. (18)

None of Motilal’s three sons, one born from his first wife, who died at child birth along
with the baby boy; nor the two born of Swaroop Rani survived. After failing to sire
a son, Motilal is said to have offered Swaroop Rani to his boss. One was to pay
his boss who was teaching him the legal profession and the second was to earn
his blessing in the form of son, or “boon” like in olden times.

The son should actually have been born in Mubarak Ali’s own house, Ishrat
Manzil. But Mobarak Ali, who was aware of the true paternity of the forthcoming
child of Swaroop, did not want to share his property between Motilal’s offspring
(a bastard for Mubarak Ali) and his own son, Manzur Ali (claimed to be the
father of Indira). In Islamic law, even bastards have equal shares in property of
their biological father. Thus, Jawaharlal was born in a brothel.

However, to make amends, within a few weeks of birth, Jawaharlal was removed
from the house of ill repute. He was brought up in the harem of the Nawab of
Oudh till he was eight years old. The earliest picture of Jawaharlal that one can
see today is the one featuring in an oil painting hanging in the Lucknow
Legislative Assembly Hall. It shows the Nawab of Oudh and an eight year old boy
by his side. Jawaharlal is the eight year old. The reason why there is no picture
of Jawaharlal from his birth till he was eight is photography inside a Muslim
harem is taboo.

The impracticability of Jawaharlal being brought up in the harem is blatant – the

Nawabat was essentially abolished around 1859. (1)

Motilal Nehru was too independent to acquiesce in orthodox caste strictures.

Returning to India from a trip to London, he explained: "My mind is made up. I will
not indulge in the tomfoolery of the prayshchit (purification ceremony)." He
developed advanced social ideas and wielded a powerful influence in forging the
secular outlook of the Congress party organization. When Mohandas Gandhi
appeared on the political scene, he attracted a large following of young nationalists,
including Jawaharlal.

JAWAHARLAL NEHRU – 14 November 1889 – 27 May 1964

Jawaharlal described his childhood as a “sheltered and uneventful one”. He grew up

in an atmosphere of privilege. Motilal had him educated at home by private
governesses and tutors.

JAWAHARLAL NEHRU

Jawaharlal Nehru was a graduate of Trinity College, Cambridge and the Inner
Temple, where he trained to be a barrister. Upon his return to India, he enrolled at
the Allahabad High Court.

Jawaharlal married Kamala Kaul, a Kashmiri lady of a very conservative Brahmin

family. But the marriage was never consummated. Kamala, not being from the same
society as Jawaharlal and his sisters Krishna and Vijaylaxmi, did not fit well into the
family and was treated shabbily. She found a shoulder to cry on – that of Manzur Ali.
 JAWAHARLAL WITH MOTHER SWARUP RANI (IMAGE SOURCE: INDIA TODAY)

The name of this man crops up as a son of Mubarak Ali – but further details are
wanting. Manzur Ali gave birth to Indira Nehru.

Jawaharlal had many affairs.

It is widely known that Jawaharlal was extremely friendly with Lady Mountbatten.

Jawaharlal wrote letters to Edwina, after she left India, until her death. In his letters,
Jawaharlal often sought Edwina’s advice on matters of governance and strategy,
according to British author Janet Morgan who was given access to correspondence
by the Mountbatten family. Morgan was given a small box weighing more than five
pounds. The box contained all the letters Jawaharlal wrote to Edwina between 1948
and 1960. A few of them even had rose pressed between the pages. According to
Morgan, in one of those letters, Jawaharlal apparently wrote about the
embarrassment V. K. Krishna Menon, India’s first high commissioner to the Court of
St. James had become.

The book “India Remembered” written by Pamela Mountbatten, younger daughter of

Lord Mountbatten and Edwina, delves into the relationship her mother had with
Jawaharlal and how their relationship flourished during a 1947 trip to the hill station
of Mashoba, a town in Simla district. Pamela maintains that their affair was not
physical. But, Catherine Clement, author of “Edwina and Nehru: A Novel” in an
interview to Times of India maintained “Edwina in her letters to Lord Mountbatten has
written that her relationship with Nehru was platonic, mostly but not always”.
Whether their relation was platonic or otherwise remains unproven, but it was
evidently clear that Jawaharlal and Edwina shared a special relation and one that
was facilitated by Lord Mountbatten himself.

In a letter to his elder daughter, Patricia, Mountbatten wrote, “She and Jawaharlal
are so sweet together, they really dote on each other in the nicest way and Pammy
(Pamela) and I are doing everything we can to be tactful and help. Mummy has been
incredibly sweet lately and we’ve been such a happy family.”
Years later Pamela talked to BBC about her mother’s relationship with Jawaharlal. “It
was a very very deep love that lasted for 12 years,” she said before refuting the
rumour that they might have been lovers. “It was a really emotional love. An affair
one thinks of as physical. This was not ...... It was an amazing friendship.”

In the book, Pamela writes, “There existed a happy threesome based on some firm
understanding on all sides.” It is believed that Jawaharlal wrote every night to
Edwina for twelve long years from 1948 to 1960 and he chose not to remain discreet
about it. Pamela, who read Jawaharlal’s letters onto her mother, described them as
“very tender."

JAWAHARLAL NEHRU WITH LORD & LADY MOUNTBATTEN

In one of Edwina’s several letters to Jawaharlal, she states, “Nothing that we did or
felt would ever be allowed to come between you and your work and me and mine –
because that would spoil everything”. At some stage ‘the affair’ did come in between
Jawaharlal’s work. The relationship between the trio had far reaching political
implications. Jawaharlal’s proximity to the Mountbattens probably led to his
concurrence of Mountbatten’s absurd proposal of referring the Kashmir issue to the
United Nations Security Council in 1948 when India was fully capable of driving the
Pakistani forces out of the valley. An excerpt from an interview that Pamela
Mountbatten gave to Karan Thapar probably substantiates the point further.

Karan Thapar: Many people in India believe that the decision Jawaharlal Nehru took
to refer Kashmir to the United Nations was under your father’s advice. Could that
have been an area where your mother’s influence would have been particularly
useful?

Lady Pamela: I think it could have been. Because Panditji being a Kashmiri, of
course, inevitably the emotional side comes in from one’s own country, doesn’t it?
And my father just in dry conversation mightn’t have been able to get his view point
over, but with my mother translating it for Panditji and making, you know, appealing
to his heart, more than his mind, that he should really behave like this, I think
probably that did happen.

On the contrary, Pamela in her book “India Remembered” writes of a trip that the
Viceroy made to Kashmir in 1947, “to convince the Maharaja (Hari Singh) to accept
the plan (of accession to India) and save Nehru the humiliation.”

The British plan of ensuring a permanent bone of contention between India and
Pakistan was fructified.

One of Jawaharlal's own last letters, written ten years after their first meeting, sheds
a little more light. 'Suddenly I realised (and perhaps you also did) that there was a
deeper attachment between us, that some uncontrollable force, of which I was dimly
aware, drew us to one another.

'I was overwhelmed and at the same time exhilarated by this new discovery. We
talked more intimately as if some veil had been removed and we could look into each
other's eyes without fear or embarrassment.'

Intense words, yet Nehru was now 68, his romantic friend ten years younger.

No longer in the first flush of youth, perhaps there was no great urgency to climb into
bed.

Little did they realise how little time was left. A year later, in 1960, 58-year- old
Edwina, by now leading a selfless life, died alone in her sleep while on a trip to
Borneo on behalf of St John Ambulance Brigade. Beside her bed was her collection
of Nehru's letters.

And the love affair was not over yet. As her body was taken by the Royal Navy to its
sea burial off Britain's south coast, Prime Minister Nehru made his last and most
public declaration of his devotion, sending his own Indian Navy frigate to cast a
wreath into the waters on his behalf. (8) (14) (15)

Jawaharlal had an affair with Shraddha Mata (an assumed name, not the real one)
and had a son, who was deposited in an orphanage in Bangalore. This is graphically
described by M. O. Mathai in his “Reminiscences of the Nehru Age”, page 206. (9)
Mathai writes:

“In the autumn of 1948 (India became free in 1947 and a great deal of work needed
to be done) a young woman from Benares arrived in New Delhi as a sanyasin
named Shraddha Mata (an assumed and not a real name). She was a Sanskrit
scholar well versed in the ancient Indian scriptures and mythology. People, including
MPs, thronged to hear her discourses. One day S. D. Upadhyaya, Nehru’s old
employee, brought a letter in Hindi from Shraddha Mata. Nehru gave her an
interview in the PM’s house.

As she departed, I noticed that she was young, shapely and beautiful. Meetings with
her became rather frequent, mostly after Nehru finished his work at night. During one
of Nehru’s visits to Lucknow, Shraddha Mata turned up there, and Upadhyaya
brought a letter from her as usual. Nehru sent a reply; and she visited Nehru at
midnight.

PURPORTED PHOTOGRAPHS OF SHRADDHA MATA

Suddenly Shraddha Mata disappeared. In November 1949 a convent in Bangalore

sent a decent looking person to Delhi with a bundle of letters. He said that a young
woman from northern India arrived at the convent a few months ago and gave birth
to a baby boy. She refused to divulge her name or give any particulars about herself.
She left the convent as soon as she was well enough to move out but left the child
behind. She however forgot to take with her a small cloth buncle in which, among
other things, several letters in Hindi were found. The Mother Superior, who was a
foreigner, had the letters examined and was tols that they were from the Prime
Minister. The person who brought the letters surrendered them.

I made discreet inquiries repeatedly about the boy but failed to get a clue about his
wherabouts. Convents in such matters are extremely tightlipped and secretive. Had I
succeeded in locating the boy, I would have adopted him. He must have grown up as
a Catholic Christian, blisfully ignorant of who his father was.”
A few words need to be mentioned regarding M. O. Mathai. (1)

M. O. Mathai (1909–1981) a Malayalam, was born in Kerala. His parents lived

in Travancore. He was a Madras University graduate working with the United States
Army in Assam when he wrote to Jawaharlal soon after Jawaharlal's release from
prison in 1945, offering his services.

M. O. MATHAI

Subsequently, Jawaharlal met him in Assam and after some leisurely talks in
Jawaharlal's hometown of Allahabad, Jawaharlal asked Mathai to join him as a
Private Secretary in 1946. He resigned in 1959 following Communist allegations of
misuse of power and spying. Despite the allegations, Jawaharlal maintained contact
with him. Mathai published his controversial memoirs Reminiscences of the Nehru
Age (1978) and My Days with Nehru (1979), after Indira Gandhi went out of power in
1977.
Natwar Singh in his autobiography "One Life is Not Enough" alleges that M. O.
Mathai was paid by the C.I.A and that C.I.A had access to every paper passing
through Jawaharlal 's secretariat.
Mathai died in 1981 of a heart attack in Madras at the age of 72 years.

PADMAJA NAIDU & JAWAHARLAL NEHRU

Nehru had a love affair with Sarojini Naidu’s daughter Padmaja Naidu, whom he
appointed as the Governor of Bengal. It is revealed that he used to keep her portrait
in his bed room, which Indira would often remove. It caused some tension between
father and daughter. (12)

Before leaving Jawaharlal, we will have a look at Stanley Wolpert’s “Nehru: A Tryst
with Destiny” – a biography on Jawaharlal’s life which has opened a fresh can of
worms. (17)

Apparently, Wolpert has stated that Jawaharlal had had several homosexual
encounters during his schooling in Allahabad and Harrow, and youth in Cambridge.
The book is peppered with male 'constant companions' and their 'influences', 'clever
games' in 'velvet-draped Victorian sitting rooms', 'artistic tableaux', and such phrases
which we instantly associate with the flamboyantly gay Oscar Wilde.

Worse, there are those bits about Nehru in drag: 'Wearing his wig, made up with
lipstick, powder and eye-shadow, his body draped in silks and satins, Jawaharlal
most willingly offered himself up night after night to those endless rehearsals for the
Gaekwar’s At Home as a beautiful young girl… Nor was that the only time he used
those expensive silks and wigs.'

The director of the Nehru Memorial Museum and Library, Professor Ravindra Kumar,
immediately said, 'These insinuations are absolutely nonsense and absurd… to the
best of my knowledge, there has been no such whisper.' Not quite true. Given the
(still intact) power of the Nehru clan, the whispers did the rounds with uncanny
discretion, that’s all.

For instance, poet Firaq Gorakhpuri was said to have been 'advised' by Mahatma
Gandhi to put an end to his close friendship with Jawaharlal – after which, it is said,
Firaq never wrote another nationalistic ghazal or nazm. Even assuming the tattle
about Gandhiji’s interference to be true, it is possible that the friendship was just that.
But then, it does not fit into our profile of Gandhiji: Why would he proscribe a cordial
relationship between his lieutenant and a national poet?

INDIRA GANDHI – 19 November 1917 – 31 October 1984

Indira Priyadarshini Nehru was born in Allahabad.

Indira had her schooling at various places - Modern School in Delhi, St Cecilia's and
St Mary's Christian convent schools in Allahabad, the International School of
Geneva, the Ecole Nouvelle in Bex, and the Pupil’s Own School in Poona and
Bombay, both being affiliated to the University of Bombay.

Indira was admitted to Rabindranath Tagore’s Vishwa Bharati University at

Santiniketan. It was Rabindranath who named her Priyadarshini. A year later, Indira
had to leave Santiniketan again – due to misconduct. She was found in objectionable
state with her French teacher, a German named Frank Oberdof.
After being thrown out of Santiniketan, Indira was alone at Allahabad. Jawaharlal
was busy with politics and Kamala was suffering from tuberculosis. This is when
Feroze Khan appeared in her life. He was the son of a grocer named Nawab Khan
who supplied wine to the Nehru household in Allahabad. The then Governor of
Maharashtra, Dr. Shriprakash had warned Jawaharlal about the budding relationship
between Indira and Feroze. Indira was impressed with Feroze who was quite
sympathetic to her.

KAMALA NEHRU

Kamala Nehru had been sent to Czechoslovakia for treatment of tuberculosis and
was living in Prague. There, she fell ill seriously. Jawaharlal was in jail. Eventually,
she was shifted to Lausanne in Switzerland by Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose. Indira
was with her. Kamala Nehru died on 28th February 1936 at Switzerland.

To continue her education it was decided that Indira would join the University of
Oxford and she was sent to England. After her mother died, she attended Badminton
School at Bristol briefly before enrolling at Somerville College in 1937 to study
history. Indira had to take the entrance examination twice since she failed to pass in
Latin in the first attempt. Latin, a compulsory subject, remained her nemesis
throughout her one year stay at Oxford – she had to leave Oxford for non-
performance.

FEROZE GANDHI

During her stay in England, Indira met Feroze Khan (12 September 1912 – 8
September 1960) frequently. He was studying in the London School of Economics.
In London, Indira converted to Islam, assumed the name Maimuna Begum and
married Feroze Khan in a London mosque, which was widely covered by English
newspapers. This happened in 1941.

INDIRA GANDHI

Feroze Gandhi’s early education was at City Anglo-Vernacular High School in

Mumbai. He graduated from Erwin Christian College after which he moved to
England and got admitted to the London School of Economics.

Nehru was alarmed as Indira’s future as his heir apparent to the Prime Minister’s
chair was in jeopardy due to her conversion to Islam. Mohandas Karamchand
Gandhi came to his rescue. Feroze Khan’s mother’s family were Parsi and their
surname was Ghandhy. M. K. Gandhi told Jawaharlal that Feroze Khan had to
change his name to Feroze Gandhi. The purpose was to fool Indians that he was a
Parsi and not a Muslim. It had nothing to do with any change of religion to Hinduism.
It was a simple case of change of surname by an affidavit. This was done by a
renowned lawyer from Allahabad, Sir Sapru, a close associate of Motilal Nehru.
Feroze Khan became Feroze Gandhi and Maimuna Begum became Indira Gandhi.

When they returned to India, Jawaharlal, to complete the hogwash, arranged a mock
marriage as per Adi Dharm for public consumption. Mathai had written in his book,
‘Reminiscences of the Nehru Age’ that due to some inevitable reason, otherwise
prudent Nehru allowed this wedding to be performed in Vedic style, despite knowing
the performing an inter-caste and inter-religious marriage in Vedic style was illegal’.
Thus, Indira and her descendants, in spite of being Muhammadans, got a very fancy
and famous Hindu surname - Gandhi.
 FEROZE & INDIRA

Feroze Gandhi was buried on his death in a Muslim graveyard at Allahabad. None
important is said to have been present during the burial and hence none can throw
any light whether Indira and her sons and her father were at all present at the time of
the burial.(3)

Indira had two sons – Rajiv Gandhi and Sanjay Gandhi.

Rajiv’s biological father was Feroze Gandhi. It is widely known that after Rajiv’s birth,
Indira and Feroze lived separately though they were not divorced.

The second was Sanjiv Gandhi. In K. N. Rao’s book “The Nehru Dynasty”, Rao
states that Sanjiv was not the son of Feroze Gandhi. He was the son of another
Muslim gentleman Mohammad Yunus.

MOHAMMAD YUNUS - 26 June 1916 – 17 June 2001

Mohammad Yunus was an IFS cadre of 1947 batch. During his time with the IFS, he
represented India at the Non-Aligned Summits at Lusaka, Algiers, Colombo, New
Delhi, and Harare. Yunus retired as Secretary to the Ministry of Commerce in 1974.
In 1975 he was appointed as special envoy of the then Prime Minister Indira Gandhi.
In this capacity he established the Pragati Maidan in Delhi and went on regular trade
exhibitions around the globe to promote Indian products and companies.[4]
He was nominated to the Rajya Sabha in June 1989.
During the Emergency of 1975–77, Yunus was in the inner circle of Indira
Gandhi and served as one of her most trusted advisers. (1)
 Mohammad Yunus

Former Foreign Minister Mr. K. Natwar Singh made an interesting revelation about
Indira Gandhi’s affinity to the Mughals in his book “Profile and Letters”
(ISBN:8129102358). It states that in 1968 Indira Gandhi as Prime Minister of India
went on an official visit to Afghanistan. Natwar Singh accompanied her as an IFS
officer on duty. After having completed the day’s long engagements, Indira Gandhi
wanted to go out for a ride in the evening. After going a long distance in the car,
Indira wanted to visit Babur’s burial place, though this was not included in the
itinerary. The Afghan security officials tried to dissuade her, but she was adamant. In
the end she went to that burial place. It was a deserted place. She went before
Babur’s grave, stood there for a few minutes with head bent down in reverence.
Natwar Singh stood behind her. When Indira had finished her prayers, she turned
back and told Singh “Today we have had our brush with history”. It is worth
mentioning that Babur was the founder of the Mughal dynasty in India, from which
the Nehru-Gandhi dynasty has descended.

Mathai’s book ‘Reminiscences of the Nehru Age’ has a chapter – SHE – the 29th
chapter, page 153. This book is available on the net – but up to chapter 28. The rest
has been deleted. However, I found the following – on Kiran Naik’s blog. (10) The
authenticity can be assured only by a person who has read Mathai’s book or is in
possession of the book.

Mathai wrote –

She has Cleopatra’s nose, Pauline Bonaparte’s eyes and the breasts of Venus. She
has hair on her limbs which have to be shaven frequently. Physically and mentally
she is more of a male than a female. I would call her a manly woman. I met her first
in her ancestral home in the winter of 1945. She then had a baby son of crawling age
and who was a cry baby. My first reaction was that she was a conceited girl with
unhappiness written all over her face. Her second son, born in December, 1946, was
an unwanted child. As a baby he had to be circumcised to remove a defect. By 1947
her cup of unhappiness was full and fortune took possession of her face. In the
autumn of 1946 her father gave her a small Austin car. She wanted me to teach her
driving. In the initial stages I used to take her to the Viceroy’s bodyguard’s Polo
Ground for lessons. She was quick in learning. Then I stopped the driving lessons
because she was getting into the advanced stage of pregnancy. I told her I didn’t
want her to take any risk going into the open roads learning driving. Her second son
was born in the middle of December 1946. By the middle of February 1947 she was
ready to resume driving lessons. We went into the roads and to Connaught Circus.
Then I told her “you just imagine that you know everything, concentrate, consider the
person driving a car from the opposite direction is a fool, and go along with
confidence driving the car, take a round of Connaught Circus and come back”. She
did that and returned in triumph. The driving lessons ended there. Before the middle
of 1947 she asked me to take her out to a cinema. From then on we used to go out
for pictures as often as I was free – which was not frequent

She looked forward to taking me out driving over the Ridge with the jungle on either
side. She hated small cars. So we used to go in my car which was a Plymouth. She
liked to go into the wilds where there were ruins. Drives to regions beyond Qutab
Minar were favoured. One day, during an aimless drive, she told me complainingly
“You do not love me”. I said “I do not know; I had not thought about it”. By the
autumn of 1947 I knew she had fallen headlong in love with me without my taking
any initiative in the matter. Her face would light up on seeing me. She started talking
to me about herself. She said that some time after her marriage, she discovered that
her husband was not faithful to her. This came to her as a great shock because she
marries him in the teeth of opposition from every member of the family. She said she
began to lose her saris, coats, blouses, shoes and handbags. She suspected the
servants until she discovered some of her lost things on the persons of two women
at a party. Those women were known to be friendly to her husband. She also found
out to which women her husband had given the books stolen from her book-shelves.
She made it known rather discreetly what her intentions were about me. I told her I
had two inhibitions: (1) I did not like to fool around with marries women; (2) my
loyalty to her father prohibited anything such as such she had in mind. She was
immediately forthcoming about No. 1. She assured me that some time ago she had
stopped having anything to do with her husband. She added: “I can no longer bear
the thought of his touching me”. She further confided in me “fortunately he has also
gone impotent though he retained his attraction to women”. About No. 2 she was
angry with me and asked “What has my father got to do with it? Am I a minor?”

Since then she spent as much time with me as possible and ridiculed me for my
attitude to her father in so far as she was concerned. But I continued to resist gently.
I was not mentally prepared or reconciled as yet. On the 18th November 1947 she
took me to her room and kissed me full on the lips and told me “I want to sleep with
you; take me to the wilds tomorrow evening”. I told her that I had very little
experience with women. She said “all the better”. So on the 19th, which was her
birthday, we went driving out and chose a place in the wilderness. On our way back I
told her that I had some revulsion about milk in her breasts (though she had stopped
breast-feeding the child a while ago). Afterwards, she did something about it and
soon went completely dry. She discovered that I knew little about sex, and gave me
two books, one of them by Dr. Abraham Stone about sex and female anatomy. I read
them with profit. She was not promiscuous; neither did she need sex too frequently.
But in the sex act she had all the artfulness of French women and Kerala Nair
women combined. She loved prolonged kissing and being kissed in the same
fashion. She had established a reputation of being cold and forbidding. She was
nothing of the kind. It was only a pose as a feminine measure of self-protection. She
was a passionate woman who was exceptionally good as a wriggler in bed. During
the twelve years we were lovers, I was never satisfied with her. Progressively she
became hostile to the fat female family friend who used to come and stay. Ever since
she saw the family friend welcoming me on arrival with a hug and an innocent kiss
on my cheek, she became jealous and livid with rage against the family friend.
Occasionally the family friend used to ask me to take her and my “she” to a good
cinema whenever there was one in town. My “she” could cleverly see to it that I did
not sit near the family friend but only next to her as third in the row.

The day before the next time the family friend was expected to arrive “she” asked me
to take her out into the wilds after sundown. In the car I asked her ‘what is the big
idea? I have some urgent work to do’. She replied ‘as long as the fat one is here, I
will keep away from you because I do not want you to touch me after she has
touched you.’ I assured her that I had absolutely no interest in the fat one.
Eventually, ‘she’ got used to the fat one’s friendly welcome and departure gestures
to me. She tried hard to persuade me to occasionally go up to her room while her
husband was there sit down and talk to them both. I told her that I had no intention of
practicing deception. So she used to bring him to my study occasionally. She used
all kinds of devices to ensure that her children spent as little time with their father as
possible. She told me that she did not want any influence of their father on them
because she was convinced that his influence would be bad for them. She
concluded by saying: “I do not want my children to grow up as champion liars.” This
is one of the reasons why her husband was shifted to a separate room. Once I
mentioned to her something which her husband had told me. She said: “Don’t
believe a word of what he says. I have learnt it to my bitter cost.”

She wrote to A. C. Nambiar, whom she had know personally for a long time and who
was also friend of her father and mother, asking for his opinion about divorcing her
husband. She knew Nambiar was a dear friend of mine. Nambiar replied to her to
say that under certain circumstances it was preferable to have a clear break to living
in make-believe. I did not encourage her in this matter, mostly for the sake of her
father. One day, she told me she could not bear the thought of being married to a
Hindu. I told her “It is a compliment to the galaxy of great men Hinduism has
produced through the ages”. I never encouraged her to come to my bedroom. On
one occasion she came. It was past midnight. I was fast asleep, having worked till
midnight; she lay down beside me and gently woke me up with a kiss. I asked her
“What is the matter?” She said: “I had to come”. I did not know if she had been
troubled in mind. I told her: “Let us lie here quietly and do nothing unless you want
to”. She said: “On this occasion, I only want to be with you”. She lay there relaxed till
about 4 in the morning and gently tip-toed to her room upstairs. Before going away
she told me: “I never told you that once I thought of committing suicide. Such
thoughts do not come to me anymore; you have given me back my happiness.

Once, early in our life of love, she told me, “I never knew what real sex was until I
had you”. At the height of her passion in bed, she would hold me tight and say “Oh,
Bhupat, I love you.” She loved to give and receive nick-names. She gave me the
name of Bhupat the dacoit, and I promptly gave her the name of Putli, the dacoitess.
In private we used to call each other by these names. About her protestations of love
in romantic excitement, I quoted to her once two passages from Byron’s Don Juan:
“Man’s love is a man’s life, a thing apart. It is a woman’s whole existence. In her first
passion woman loves her lover; In all others all she loves is love”. She replied: “All
right, I want you to tell me as often as possible, not in bed, that you love me”. I tried
my best to oblige her. In fact, there was no difficulty, for I had fallen deeply in love
with her. One evening, I found her disturbed. When she saw me, she burst into tears.
I asked her what had happened. She said that when she came from her dressing
room to drink her usual glass of milk, she discovered that there was finely powdered
glass in it. The powder was floating on the thick cream. At the first sip she
immediately sensed it in her mouth and spat it out. She said that from her dressing
room she heard her husband sneaking into her bedroom and making an exit. She
controlled herself, put her arms around me and holding me tight, said: “Oh, Mackie, I
love you; I am so glad you came up.”

In the Constellation plans on our first visit abroad together, she was all excitement
when we were in sight of Mont Blanc. She said softly to me, “I like the Queen Bee, I
would like to make love high up in the air.” I asked her: “Didn’t you ever dream of
soaring higher up like an eagle and surveying the world? I woke up from such a
dream once and found myself on the floor, for I had fallen from the bed without
breaking any bones.” She knew I was pulling her leg. On reaching London, she
found out the first free meal-time for her, and arranged for me to take her to a quiet
restaurant. On reaching the restaurant, I asked her to order the food; I said I would
have the same as hers with the addition of six large raw oysters on ice with
appropriate sauce to begin with. She said she too would have it. The main dish she
ordered was veal. She said “Ever since I arrived here, I have been dying to eat veal.”
I asked her if ever she had read Vatsayana’s Kama Sutra. She said, “No, why?” I
told her Vatsayana had prescribed veal for young couples for six months before
marriage. She had not even read the Ramayana or the Mahabharata. Her
knowledge of the Ramayana was only what her grandmother had told her. In many
ways, she was a denationalized person.
She did not like artificial birth-control aids. Once in the early fifties she got pregnant
by me. She decided to have an abortion done. She went to the British High
Commission doctor whom she knew personally; but he refused to help. So she went
to her ancestral home and got in touch with a lady doctor whom she knew personally
and in whom she had perfect confidence. On this trip she took her second son with
her. After a fortnight the mother and little son returned with the good news that the
boy was cured of his defect in speech in the natural process. Earlier he could not
pronounce “R”, and the mother was worried about it; she was in frantic search for a
speech-correction expert. On the day of her return, she told me that the whole thing
came out without any medication or aid. Was the father aware of her attachment to
me? The answer is in affirmative. Every time he had to go out for dinner, he knew
where to find her. Fifteen minutes before the time of departure, she would come fully
decked up and sit in front of me in my study. At the stroke of the appointed time the
father would pass my study and call her out.

In the winter of 1958 I happened to see something by sheer chance. Immediately

after lunch, I went to convey some urgent information to her. She had already closed
the door. I knocked; after about five minutes she half-opened the door and peeped
out. I discovered that the curtains were drawn and a tall, youngish handsome,
bearded man – a Brahmachari – was in the room. I came away saying “I had
something to tell you; but I shall say it later.” That was the end of our relationship.
She tried to make me believe several times that the scene I witnessed meant nothing
more than some ‘yoga” and “spiritual” lessons. I gave her the definite impression that
I was not interested in her explanations. Gradually she grew bitter against me. In
fact, ultimately she became my deadly enemy – which constantly reminded me of the
famous couplet of William Congreve: “Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned;
nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.” Within a fortnight of the incident I collected all
her passionate letters and returned them to her. A year later I came across some
more in my old papers. They were also returned to her. There is an erroneous belief
among some that she and her husband came together during the last two years of
the husband’s life. Enough had happened in their lives that a reunion of hearts was
not humanly possible. It is true that she was kind and considerate to him during his
illness. Certain things were done during this period and more specially at the
cremation and collection of the ashes of the husband and well advertised to give
certain desired impressions. They were all for public consumption, for, by that time,
she had emerged as a full-fledged political animal.

The brahmachari referred to by Mathai is none other than Dhirendra Brahmachari.

The following paragraphs are from OUTLOOK. (11)

A new book chronicles Indira Gandhi's loves and gets rave reviews in the UK
SANJAY SURI, LONDON
It's a brave biographer who will take on the subject of Indira Gandhi's sex life. The
world, though, could have had a glimpse of it had M. O. Mathai, Jawaharlal Nehru's
special assistant, not withdrawn the chapter titled 'She' from his autobiography My
Days With Nehru. In it Mathai apparently claimed he had had an affair with Indira
Gandhi for 12 long years.

Indira Gandhi's new biographer Katherine Frank (Indira: The Life of Indira Nehru
Gandhi; HarperCollins is to be released in India next month and has already
received rave reviews in Britain) believes she and Mathai were probably lovers.

Frank blames Indira Gandhi's extra-marital affairs on her husband's philandering.

Frank, who seems to have read 'She', says it would have been unprintable anyway.
The new biography is indeed a remarkable story of the woman in Indira,
controversially focusing on her intimate side—from her first love, a German teacher
at Santiniketan, to her long pre-marital relationship with Feroze Gandhi and then
Mathai, Dinesh Singh and Dhirendra Brahmachari.

INDIRA GANDHI & DHIRENDRA BRAHMACHARI

Frank dwells at some length on the rumours of Indira Gandhi's affairs with "none
other than her father's squat and moon-faced secretary, M. O. Mathai." She writes:
"Admittedly it was Mathai himself who was the primary source of these rumours. He
boasted openly of his liaison with Nehru's daughter, both at the time and for many
years after."

Frank, however, says there was "definitely a certain attraction" between them,
quoting Nehru's biographer Sarvepalli Gopal to say that "Indira Gandhi encouraged
him beyond normal limits." She also says that 'She', which Mathai withdrew, surfaced
in the eighties, five years after Mathai's death, "when Indira's estranged daughter-in-
law Maneka Gandhi circulated it among a small group of Indira's enemies".

Frank writes: "The 'She' chapter contains such explicit material that even if Mathai
had not suppressed it, it is doubtful whether his publishers would have taken the risk
and proceeded to publish it.

While Brahmachari was the silent lover, Dinesh Singh had no qualms about playing
up rumours of an affair.
Mathai describes Indira as 'highly sexed' and includes among other salacious details
the claim that she became pregnant by him and had an abortion." A disillusioned
Mathai had a strong motive to lie but Frank says that people who knew them well,
"including B. K. Nehru, who is a reliable source and no enemy of his cousin (Indira),
feel that the 'She' chapter contains more fact than fiction".

So open was their relationship that in 'She' Mathai claims to have been afraid that
Indira's careless behaviour would alert her father. But "Delhi buzzed with rumours"
about their relationship. In Parliament, Feroze Gandhi was teased that Mathai was
Nehru's real son-in-law. "Indira, significantly, did nothing to quell the rumours of the
alleged liaison," writes Frank.

Subsequently, Indira Gandhi wrote to Dorothy Norman, her lifelong confidante, that
she had taken to yoga taught "by an exceedingly good-looking yogi"—Dhirendra
Brahmachari. She wrote that "it was his looks, especially his magnificent body, which
attracted everyone to his system." Dhirendra was probably no brahmachari: a raid on
his ashram in Kashmir after the Emergency yielded, among other things, a vibrator! If
she had a lover as prime minister it would have to be him. "Brahmachari was the
only man to see Indira alone in her room while giving her yoga instruction, and he
was the only male with whom she could have had a relationship during this period."

To her men Indira was quite a catch—and perhaps that's why they encouraged
rumours about their relationships with her. Congressman Dinesh Singh had this
tendency as much as Mathai. "Indira relied on Singh and conferred with him at all
hours. Inevitably, there were rumours that he was her lover, rumours which Singh
himself encouraged."

Frank suggests that Indira was provoked into extra-marital relationships due to the
constant infidelity of Feroze Gandhi. Well into the marriage, Feroze "openly flaunted
his affairs with other women, including the MPs Tarakeshwari Sinha known as 'the
glamour girl of Indian Parliament', Mahmuna Sultana and Subhadra Joshi". His other
girlfriends included "a beautiful Nepalese woman who worked for All India Radio and
a divorcee from a high-caste Kerala family".

FRANK details the troubled relationship between Feroze and Indira. He proposed to
her a month before her 16th birthday and was rebuffed because both Indira and
mother Kamala said she was too young. Feroze seemed an unlikely match for Indira
and an even more unlikely son-in-law to Nehru. He was "loud and passionate with a
great appetite for life, including food, drink and sex".

Frank says rumours of an affair between Kamala and Feroze were also then the talk
of the town. "Posters in fact had been put up in Allahabad proclaiming an improper
relationship and the instigators of this smear campaign, which enraged Nehru who
was in jail at the time, were not British sympathisers but members of the Congress
party," Frank notes in her book.

And Frank doesn't put these rumours to rest either. Kamala strongly opposed a
marriage between Indira and Feroze saying Indira would be making "the mistake of
her life". So did Nehru. The biographer asks why and then offers an answer: "...Even
if he (Nehru) had dismissed the idea that Kamala and Feroze had had an affair, it
may have occurred to him that Feroze had behaved inappropriately towards
Kamala."

But marry they did and through the troubled years found happiness often. But never
more than before the marriage. The two were secretly engaged for four years and
lived as man and wife long before they married. Living through the German bombing
of London brought them closer.

But Feroze wasn't the first man Indira fell in love with. She was attracted to Frank
Oberdof, a German who taught her French at Shantiniketan. "Oberdof declared his
love for Indira and he probably loved her for herself, not for her family," Frank writes.
Soon she was asked by her family to leave Shantiniketan, but "she did not want to
leave the Abode of Peace, or possibly Frank Oberdof, or both," observes Frank.
Then Tagore spoke to her and sent her off to Europe. Indira left reluctantly. Oberdof
still "hovered in the wings" and later caught up with her in London, but Indira
declined his invitation to join him in Germany for Christmas.

The biography is, however, more than the sexual diary of the Indira family. It portrays
Indira as a far more sympathetic figure than the dictatorial leader she is often held
out to be. Frank makes Sanjay, not Indira, the villain of the Emergency.

For Sanjay the emergency was "Open Sesame to power and money". Frank says he
arranged for an underworld man, Sunderlal, to be murdered. Sanjay and Maneka
then asked a Delhi official, Navin Chawla, to take anticipatory bail for his own arrest
in that case—in short, to take the rap. "Understandably, Chawla refused," Frank
writes. Sanjay also had another man murdered with whose girlfriend he had an affair.
He did as he liked; it was the "emotional grip on his mother that was the source of his
power". This makes the biography both poignant and controversial.

RAJIV GANDHI – 20 August 1944 – 21 May 1991

Rajiv Gandhi was born in Bombay. In 1951, Rajiv and Sanjay were admitted to Shiv
Niketan School. He was admitted to the Welham Boys' School and Doon School in
1954. Rajiv was sent to London in 1961 to study A-levels. In 1962, he was offered a
place at Trinity College, Cambridge, to study Mechanical Engineering. Rajiv stayed
at Cambridge until 1965, but could not finish his degree as he could not pass in most
of the papers. Next he joined Imperial College, London, but again left it without a
degree.

Rajiv returned to India in 1966, the year his mother became Prime Minister. He went
to Delhi and became a member of the Flying Club, where he was trained as a pilot.
In 1970, he was employed as a pilot by Air India (1)
Rajiv met Edvige Antonia Albina Màino at Varsity Restaurant in Cambridge in 1965.
She was from Turin, Italy, daughter of a mason who was an activist of the notorious
fascist regime of Italy and had been imprisoned in Russia for five years. Her mother
was a share cropper. Edvige Antonia Albina Màino, a school dropout had not studied
beyond primary school. She went to a Catholic run seminary-school called Maria
Ausiliatrice in Giaveno. Poverty in those days forced young Italian girls to go to such
missionaries and then in their teens to go to UK to get jobs as cleaning maids and
waitresses. In order to eke out a living, she had to learn English. She landed up in
Cambridge and joined a fly by night language school, Lennox School which was
situated inside the Cambridge campus but had nothing to do with the hallowed
University. After learning some English, she worked as a waitress at Varsity
Restaurant in Cambridge town.

In 1968, after three years of courtship, Rajiv married Antonia. To make her name
sound very Indian, her name was changed to Sonia Gandhi and she made India her
home.

Though Rajiv was neither a Parsi nor a Hindu but a Muslim, he put up a facade that
he was a Parsi. To marry Antonia, he became a Catholic and was renamed Roberto.
Roberto and Antonia had two children, Bianca and Raul, who changed their names
conveniently and we know them today as Priyanka and Rahul. Amazing!

The press conference that Rajiv gave in London after taking over as Prime Minister
of India was very informative. In this press conference, Rajiv boasted that he was not
a Hindu but a Parsi – but he was neither. It was the western press, the New York
Times, Los Angeles Times, Washington Post, etc. that waged a blitz of
misinformation on behalf of Rajiv – that he was a Parsi and a Mechanical Engineer
from the Cambridge University.

To complete the deceit, when Rajiv was assassinated, he was cremated as per
Vedic rites! (12)

SONIA GANDHI – 9 December 1946

Sonia is no saint either. Sonia had an intense friendship with Madhavrao Scindia in
UK, which continued even after her marriage to Rajiv. In 1982, at 2 am in the night
they were found in a car which had an accident at the main gate of IIT Delhi.

When Indira Gandhi and Rajiv Gandhi were Prime Ministers, the PM s’ security used
to go to New Delhi and Chennai International Airports to send crates of Indian
artefacts like temple sculptures, antiques, paintings, etc to Rome. Arjun Singh as
Chief Minister and later as Union Minister In-Charge of Culture used to organise the
plunder. Unchecked by customs, they were transported to Italy to be sold at two
shops named Entica and Ganpati. The owner of these shops is Allessandra Maino
Vinci – Sonia Gandhi’s sister.

Indira Gandhi died due to loss of blood – not because the assassins had fired bullets
into her brain or heart. The AIIMS had a contingency protocol to deal exactly such
situations. But Sonia insisted that Indira should be taken to the Dr. Ram Manohar
Lohia Hospital, which was exactly in the opposite direction of AIIMS. After reaching
Dr. Ram Manohar Lohia Hospital, Sonia changed her mind and insisted that Indira
be taken to AIIMS. By that time crucial 24 minutes had been lost. Was it Sonia’s
immaturity or her desire to bring her husband to power that caused Sonia to act
thus?
Rajesh Pilot and Madhavrao Scindia were strong contenders for the post of Prime
Minister. They were road blocks to Sonia. Both met unnatural deaths through
mysterious accidents. (12)(16)

SANJAY GANDHI – 14 December 1946 – 23 June 1980

Sanjay Gandhi was initially named Sanjiv. Sanjiv was arrested by the British police
for a car theft case and his passport was confiscated. To bail her son out, Indira
directed the Indian Ambassador to UK, Krishna Menon to change the name from
Sanjiv to Sanjay and a new passport was procured. Thus Sanjiv Gandhi became
Sanjay Gandhi.

Interestingly, Sanjay Gandhi’s marriage to Maneka Gandhi was in Mohammad

Yunus’s house in New Delhi. Apparently, Yunus was unhappy with the marriage as
he wanted Sanjay to marry a Muslim girl. It was Yunus Khan who cried most when
Sanjay Gandhi dies in a plane crash. In Yunus’s book “Persons, Passions & Politics”,
one will come across the fact that baby Sanjay was circumcised following Islamic
customs, though for public consumption it was stated that he was suffering from
phimosis.

It is a fact that Sanjay Gandhi used to constantly blackmail his mother Indira about
the secret of who was his real father. Sanjay exercised an unhealthy control over his
mother. This led to a lot of misdeeds, which Indira Gandhi had to overlook due to
Sanjay’s blackmailing. At one time, he was indirectly controlling the function of the
Government. Some, including Khushwant Singh, have claimed that he tapped his
widowed mother's apparent loneliness to build his influence and control over political
affairs and national policy.

When the news of Sanjay Gandhi’s death reached Indira Gandhi, her first reaction
was “Where are his keys and his wrist watch?” Not the reaction of a distraught
mother. Some deep secrets of the Nehru-Gandhi dynasty seem to be hidden in
these objects. The plane accident was also mysterious. Sanjay Gandhi was no
greenhorn pilot. It was a new plane that nosedived to a crash and yet the plane did
not explode upon impact. It can happen only when there is no fuel in the aircraft. But
the flight register shows that the fuel tank was made full before takeoff. Indira used
the influence of her office as Prime Minister and prohibited any inquiry from taking
place. (7)(8)
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