Moreover, the memory of my abduction — I will not call it an arrest as it was done in the most brutal, unlawful manner — is still stark in my memory. So are memories from years of torture in the jail, the death of my parents, the lack of an education and much more. They took me in as an innocent teenager, kept me in a cell like enclosure for a week, stripped and tortured me. When I covered my genitals, they said to me, don't be shy. This is our work, we see all this every day. I couldn't imagine that these people were policemen. I was almost certain they were goons who wanted something. For a week, they gave me electric shock, poured cold water on me, didn't let me sleep, gave me no food and finally one day asked me to sign a disclosure statement accepting that I had masterminded all the bomb blasts in and around the capital between 1996 and 1997. I myself was barely 18 years old then.