Somewhere on this thread, I mentioned briefly when I went to Japan and later resigned from my company due to mind control persecution, I went to Iran. In Japan several people would say how anything like this could ever happen in Japan as it was the safest country in the world. But when I realized that living in Japan was the same as living in Pakistan, I thought I should go somewhere where American mind control agencies would not be able to follow me anymore and I could live a peaceful life. I applied for Iranian visa from Tokyo and later flew to Tehran. I would never imagine that mind control could ever follow me in Tehran but I had seen extremely unlikely things happen in my life earlier. For that reason, when I reached Tehran and on my first night in Tehran, I again wore an aluminium shield in the hotel and then extreme torture stated. They had already made all preparations for my arrival in Iran. They directed extreme microwaves on me and due to extreme pain, I left the hotel somewhat after midnight and they continued to direct microwaves on me and there was extreme physical pain and I ran on deserted streets to somehow be able to avoid mircrowave torture. I still recall that my hotel was in close vicinity to major government buildings since I still have some memory that some of the buildings I noticed were important places but I forgot the particular details.
After my first night I stayed at Azadi hotel and it was extremely better but they later asked me to leave saying they had a major event and they had no space for me anymore.
And one very interesting incident happened in Iran. I was walking in the city and I came across a major building with tank stationed outside. I thought I may be able to get some possible help and walked inside and asked for help. I was taken to a guy inside the office and he said that he wanted another person who knows English well to write down everything I have to say. Actually they were following me everywhere and that guy had already been told what to say before I was taken to him by security at the gate. Then they took me to a meeting room with a large table and the two people sat on the other side of the table from me. I started telling them about my persecution and the person who knew English started writing and then tea came. They asked me to take tea. I just had a sip of tea that I started to lose my mind but there were several sugar cubes and I realized that sugar must be good and I swallowed several sugar cubes and I was slightly better. I told the Iranians there that I really needed to go to wash room. I walked out of the room and went towards the wash room and in the gallery I noticed that one room had a door wide open and there was a refrigerator there. I opened the refrigerator door and drank plenty of water and I was far better. When I went back to the meeting room and started telling my story again, both guys were no longer interested in anything and told me that they could not help me.
There was a large amount of drugged food in central Tehran and I surely believe that it must have been drugged at the spot by a large number of people at stores and food places when I would get closer or arrive there. I was hit by drugged food again and again.
I still recall that I was so afraid of gases in hotels that in a very good hotel, I simply kept my luggage on me and remained awake in the hotel lobby in front of the staff desk while I had the room key on me. When I left in the morning, hotel returned me the money saying they did not want to charge me since I had not gone inside the room.
I also recall that I went to some embassies in Tehran for help. I walked into Canadian embassy and a woman there told me that they would consider helping me and I should come after a few days. I also walked into Vatican embassy and asked for help in the name of humanity. A woman in very plain clothes talked to me in Vatican embassy but politely told me that they could not help me.
And I remained in Iran for a week only and I was not ready to stand the torture anymore.
My experience in Iran strengthened my belief that American defense can work wonders and miracles in a lot of countries with a very small fraction of money they get but they continue to allow the threats to exist in those countries so that they can demand big money for themselves from American government and American people.
When I left Tehran, I arrived at the airport far earlier than my departure time. I had checked inside the airport and I was sitting inside the lounge that security came to me and took me to a room and asked me to remove my shoes. I was quite low on consciousness at the airport and I still recall that I dropped my passport or ticket but I realized that I am missing the passport/ticket and was able to find it lying on the floor where I was earlier sitting.
On my way back, I had a transit stop at Dubai and it gave some glimpse of Dubai as well. There was extreme gas in the rest rooms in Dubai airport. Also I was told that I could visit Dubai city for a few hours. There was another young guy who was also in transit from Iran and airline staff told me that they wanted to give both of us a single pass and we would have to remain together when we visit the city. But I strongly protested and refused to take a joint pass. And then airline staff gave me a single person pass. I still recall there was gas and drugged food in a large Dubai supermarket. This very brief few hours stay in Dubai told me that I never want to go there ever again in my life.
I also recall when I was in Iran, I received email from my sister. I called home and the same younger sister who lives in US now told me that our father was extremely sick in the hospital and only thing he says is,"where is my son Ahsan." When I reached Multan airport, my family came to airport to take me and my father was lying on the back seat pretending to be sick. I stayed in my home at Kot Addu for only one or two days and then my father, my mother and another guy gave me an injection and I woke up at the psychiatric health facility P*** L*** of Dr. S*** B*** in Gulberg, Lahore.
I also recall later when I drove to Karachi in 2009 to escape my family, my father called me and told me that he fell in the wash room and he had sever injuries.
I will also talk about Singapore where I briefly stayed for a few days before I went to Hong Kong in 2000. I bought my laptop from Singapore. And it was the first time I had gone outside of Pakistan after I returned from America in 1999. I already knew that bakeries and stores had drugged food in Lahore but when I had drugged food and drinks in Singapore, I was almost out of my mind and never believed how it could be possible but there were drugged food and drinks at several places in Singapore. Since too much time has passed, I could not be sure how they drugged the food and drinks in Singapore.