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A Visit to ORBASSANO, Sonia's Birth Place
Yes, I am speaking here of Sonia Maino, the alien, non-Hindu widow of
the late Rajiv Roberto Gandhi, hell bent to destroy India's culture,
religion and its people.
source :
http://swordoftruth.com/swordoftruth/archives/oldarchives/avtosb.html
It has been a great tragedy that for the last several centuries our
people have been kept in the dark about the true identity of our
rulers. I am not speaking here of our common people who, in great
measure, have been denied education and literacy, induced to lay down
their lives in battles, almost like mercenaries; I am speaking here of
our so called educated men who are more eager to know about lesbianism,
an Islamic phenomenon, born in harems, than about the antecedents of
their own foreign-born rulers. The thing has deteriorated so much that
the entire country happily romps around today, with a foreign born
woman of unknown pedigree. Yes, I am speaking here of Sonia Maino, the
alien, non-Hindu widow of the late Rajiv Roberto Gandhi, hell bent to
destroy India's culture, religion and its people.
Photograph 1
The facsimile of the business card
of Ganpati shop located on Viale Regina
Margheria, or Regina Margherita Street,
in Orbassano, near Turin Itali
Did you notice that we are never told about the roots of Sonia, her
background, her family, how many brothers and sisters she has, the name
of her father, his profession, which town or village she comes from, in
small little things that familiarize the people with the self-appointed
ruler by virtue of an accidental wedding abroad? In India, we are not
told the name of Rajiv's paternal grandfather or how did the universal
uncle Jawahar Lal died or wherefrom did the adjunct 'Nehru' come from!
Moti Lal's father's name was Ganga Dhar; why then Moti Lal was not
named Moti Lal Dhar? And so on and so forth; we have a great deal of
unknowns to discover and be familiar with. I therefore set out to
discover myself the small village where Sonia hails from. After some
inquiries, I discovered that Sonia was born some 52 years ago in the
small village called Orbassano, just outside Turin (called Torino in
Italian), in the north of the country, at the foothills of the Alps.)
I set out for Orabssano. It is a small North Italian village with small
houses, small schools, churches and narrow streets. Like all small
Italian villages, Orbassano too is inhabited by old fashioned Catholic
villagers. There is a small church, narrow roads and cool mountain
breeze. Turin is not far; it is a modern city where they build
automobiles. Fiat is their main product but one can see a few Alpha
Romeos on the streets as well. However, Turin is Turin and Orbassano is
Orbassano. Sonia was NOT a Torinese (or Turin-resident).
Photograph 2
Shop front displaying the name Ganpati
Part of Krishna's picture is visible through window
The surprising thing was that no one seemed to know about Sonia in the
whole of Italy. At long last, a good old man, said that there was a
girl with that name from the village who had married the President of
India. Well, he had meant, the Prime Minister, which Rajiv was at the
time. And soon we (we, because I had two gentlemen with me; Signore
Carbone and one youngman known as Salvatore) got in touch with a lady
of Orbassano who told us about Sonia's shop located on the Regina
Margherita Street (or Viale Regina Margherita). The shop was located
near the village church. I discovered the shop without too much
difficulty. There was a coffee bar opposite the shop which was named
Ganpati. That is the name given after Lord Ganesh but on the calling
card of the shop it states in Italian: ARGENTO - ARTICOLI ORIENTALI,
meaning silverware and oriental articles. On the shop front, it says
gioielli which means toys. The telephone number of the shop is
011/9016598. It is managed by brother Vicentini and his sister,
reportedly distant relatives of the Maino family.
The shop was full of Hindu Gods and Goddesses, 'toys' to the Orbassano
residents. There was not much of a crowd looking for the 'toys'. My
driver and I went into the bar opposite the Ganpati shop, ostensibly to
drink coffee and eat a few cookies, but the real idea was to kill some
time watching if there was any rush of clients to buy the 'toys'. There
was none. Perhaps, if it had been a holiday, there would have been more
customers for the Indian 'toys'.
Photograph 3
A few of the Hindu idols for sale
are visible on the shelf. Sonia's
People call them toys
The bar girl serving coffee reminded us that the shop was not so empty
always. There was a time when the Ganpati shop used to be full of
customers and business was brisk. The bar girl explained that at that
time the nature of 'toys' was different. They were larger and more
substantial and of course a great deal more expensive. People came from
great distances to buy those. It soon transpired that those 'toys' were
in reality Indian antiques of great value. No doubt, Rajiv was still
alive then and kicking; he must have given a carte blanche (or carta
blanca) to his Italian wife. Normally sale of such products is
forbidden and no doubt the GoI employees were forced to keep mum as
were V.P. Singh and his cohorts on the subject of the Bofors deal and
the submarine purchase. Apparently, Sonia's only sister Marouchka (the
two sisters do not have any brother) was seen busy selling the 'toys'
at the time. No doubt profits were big then but business has since
fallen on evil days. When Sonia became an Indian citizen, Rajiv had to
go by the law and the Italian government became a little more wary, for
such deals are punishable by international law!
Photograph 4
Pictures of Lord Krishnafor sale
are visible on the shop Ganapati of
Orbassano, near Turin, Italy
The next night I invited the two Italian getlemen to dine with me. I
asked them what they knew about the love affair between Rajiv (il
presidente indiano), a Mohammedan boy and Sonia, a thoroughbred
'cattolica' of Orbassano. Didn't her father have anything to say to
this inter-faith marriage? I was told that Sonia's father, a simple man
named Stephano Maino, used to be a staunch fascist (never mind Sonia's
leftist stance today) and supporter of Benito Mussolini, the dictator
of Italy then. Stephano was an upcoming party-man at the time. He was
among those hoodlums who used to round up leftists and force feed them
with bottles of castor oil. This was common at the time, all over
Italy. The men would vomit and foul their pants, would be ridiculed in
public and punished by long jail sentences so that their will could be
broken. And in due course Stephano rose in ranks and eventually was
sent to the eastern front to fight the Russians. He was captured and
had to pass many months in Russian prison camps where he, for the first
time came in touch with Russian women jail-keepers with names like
Sonia and Marouchka. It was after his return from the front, after the
war was over, that Stephano returned home in Orbassano and sired the
two daughters, whom he named with Russian names, Sonia and Marouchka.
He became a contractor of some sort and no longer a party-man; there
was no party then!
Photograph 5
The front of the coffe bar
opposite the Ganpati shop, also
located on Viale Margherita
On the subject of the inter-religious marriage with Rajiv, the
'indiano', I was told that Stephano was too angry at first to give his
blessing to the marriage. At the beginning, Rajiv denied his Islamic
roots and blabbered something on his being a Parsee. He explained how
the Parsees in India are very liberal. He cited the names of Ratan Tata
and several others, even of those who had married French Catholic
ladies without giving up their Parsee faith. The implication was that
by virtue of the fact that Rajiv's father Feroz's mother used to be a
Parsee woman (and that was prior to her niakaah), Rajiv too could marry
Sonia sans relinquishing his Mohammedan creed. The problem that the
nitwit Rajiv did not think about is that a man's faith is NOT
determined by the religion of the mother and even more so when she
changes her creed, just prior to wedding as Feroz's mother had done;
she had become a Mohammedan woman at the time of her nikaah with the
Sunni Mohammedan Nawab Khan. If Feroz is a Parsee then Pataudi and
Ayesha Sultana's (aka Sharmila Tagore) son Seif Ali (the sword of Ali)
is also a Hindu. However, Stephano was smart enough to call the bluff
of Rajiv, who never has been known to be intelligent. From the BCCI,
Bofors and the submarine deals, he has dropped the load everywhere to
great dismay of his supporters. (Those who want to know further, please
read up M.O. Mathai's books My Days With Nehru and Reminiscences of the
Nehru Age, if you can at all procure them today. There M.O. Mathai
(Nehru's P.A. for more than a decade) tells us of Nehru's chicanery
fooling the Hindus of India when he announced the Vedic marriage
between Feroz and Indira. According to Mathai, that was no marriage at
all; such inter-faith weddings between Hindus and Mohammedans were
illegal and hence, writes Mathai. Indira's two sons were bastards.
India has thus been ruled for so many years by a dynasty of bastards!)
Photograph 6
Pciture showing the name plate
of the street Viale Margherita
But the old fashioned Stephano was not ready to listen to Rajiv's
arguments. He said that in order to marry his daughter, Rajiv would
have to accept Catholicism and become one. Stephano Maino may not be a
Cambridge graduate (but then neither was Rajiv, inspite of all the
brouhaha), he did not approve of an inter-faith wedding where his own
daughter was a party. And behold, Rajiv became a Catholic. Now,
readers! Please remember by this simple act that took place in far away
and unknown Orbassano, Rajiv, the grandson of Nawab Khan, the Sunni
liquor merchant, became punishable by death! Apostasy is punishable by
death in Islam. Measures were taken to keep this information on Rajiv's
change of faith quiet. India's Mohammedans did not make much noise for
the ante was too high. Sonia came to India as Rajiv's wife, with her
father's blessings, but as an Italian Catholic citizen which she
remained for decades.
She was no burden to her husband. She dabbled in insurance business.
Who in India would not run to an insurance agent like Sonia? She was
making bags of money in our poor India until the matter was brought to
light and such activities were stopped forthwith. Then Rajiv, still an
Indian husband of an Italian wife, willy nilly went on with his air
plane second pilot's job until the time came to take over from her
assassinated mother. A share of the sins from subsequent mass slaughter
of India's Sikhs bothered Sonia and her advisors (like Mani Shankar
Liars et al) suggested garlanding of Bhagat Singh's pictures in public
for an eventual redemption. However, that did not work as we all know.
No doubt this ragazza (girl, in Italian) has come a long way. She had
to become an Indian citizen to enable her husband to become the Prime
Minister. We know the subsequent incidents and anecdotes. How the wily
Sonia was instrumental in the Pope's arrival in India after the
eye-wash of a fictitious 'Ganga-cleaning', which remained unclean even
after the Pope had left for the Vatican! It was then that the Catholic
couple (they had not done so all these years!) started visiting Hindu
temples with vermilion-smeared foreheads, in saris and dhoties. Sonia
was made the life-time chair-person of the million-dollar Rajiv Gandhi
Fund. Money was coming in like it was no body's business. From the
BCCI, from the Bofors deal, the submarine deal, while Catholic convents
were being built with India's money, some 500 of them, to vie with
Mother Teresa. It was at this time of the post-Rajiv period, this young
woman went to Japan (please look up the Soka Gakkai International
edition of that year) where she lectured that in the matter of divinity
both Gandhi and Nehru were of the same level as the Lord Gautama
Buddha. At one stroke, the entire Japanese nation was red in anger. And
this is the person who in her big expensive book on the late Rajiv,
prepared by a hack-writer under the guidance of Sonia, had stated that
her knowledge of India was very limited when she first met Rajiv at
that Italian eatery in the back streets of Cambridge. Then she knew
India to be only a land of snakes and tigers. She had never heard of
Gautama Buddha or of Hinduism or even of Islam!
The lady has well-paid and competent teachers. Money has always been
abundant; even after she had transferred all those millions of dollars
from India to London (one would like to know under which law this could
be done and by whose orders?) and after the Baring Bank (where she had
deposited all the Rajiv Gandhi Fund money) had turned turtle, one
wonders who gave permission to replenish all that lost money in full?
Now she has become a past mistress in chicanery, Sicilian style.
Christian Bhil boys rape Christian Bhil women and Hindu boys get the
blame for having raped Christian nuns. The false news is broadcast all
over the Christian world and our wide-eyed BJP babes-in-the-wood cannot
even protest! In faltering Hindi she reads to Hindu listeners that 'the
soil of India is as pure to her as the vermilion of her forehead'; that
'she would like to breathe her last only in this land of virtue' and so
on and then abruptly turns round, and like an ill-bred street woman
starts calling respectable Indian leaders like Vajpayee, 'a liar'!
(Afterword: Readers! We have not heard the last of this babe. Unless
our Gods take care of such insult of our ancient nation by this broad,
who also is a fraud, like they had done with the entire Gandhi-Nehru
dynasty within the span of a few years, she is going to be a nuisance
and our people would have to suffer! Time has come for our people to
take notice and to watch every movement of the signora, and NOT leave
our affairs totally in the hands of incompetent leaders! She has
already dubbed Vajpayee a liar; wait till she comes up with choice
Italian swear words for us too! )
By: A.Ghosh
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