- Girls abducted & murdered in Norwich, UK - 2002
I landed in London to surprise my sister on her 60th. It was the biggest surprise of her life. I got to Heathrow airport, and took a Bus to Norwich from where I was picked up by my sisters good friend Dr Vinod and stayed at his place and travelled to london with Vinod and wife to enter the Temple to surprise my sister. She was surprised but more angry than happy.. The strange thing was my sister Sharmila visited Vinods house the night before had tea with them and I was upstairs chuckling like a kid all the while.
I stayed with my sister at Lowestoft for nearly four months as I was still recovering post Brain Stem Stroke I had suffered in April 2000.
In August 2002 two school girls dressed in Manchester United T Shirts sneaked out of a family BBQ and wandered off and were never seen alive again. Read the full story here
Every one was upset and every one was looking for the girls in Norwich and surrounding towns. I felt extremely disturbed too and read as much as I could from media using a very slow Windows XT Computer. No one had a Clue the girls just disappeared..
I went to bed late after half watching some TV show and had a dream. In My Dream I saw who I believed was the murderer standing. A good looking young man. Close by sitting on a chair and wailing was a woman. All I remembered on waking up was that they were White Caucacians and not other migrants as was being suspected but did not remember their faces.
I shared this with ,my sister on waking up and she Said bab you have been thinking too much about his. Dont worry the Police will find the murderers.
Then I remembered something strange. I said Chammakk there was someting strange in my dream. With a disinterested look she said What ? You know in my dream, when the man was standing his head was hitting the ceiling..
Oh Yeah she said think you ae too much last night and must have suffered from indigestion which gives such dreams...
That evening the Police had tracked and caught the culprit.
Guess what the murderer was hiding in his fathers caravan in his fathers Back yard.
Now I know wy his head was hitting the ceiling of the caravan.
Believe it or Not.
I landed in London to surprise my sister on her 60th. It was the biggest surprise of her life. I got to Heathrow airport, and took a Bus to Norwich from where I was picked up by my sisters good friend Dr Vinod and stayed at his place and travelled to london with Vinod and wife to enter the Temple to surprise my sister. She was surprised but more angry than happy.. The strange thing was my sister Sharmila visited Vinods house the night before had tea with them and I was upstairs chuckling like a kid all the while.
I stayed with my sister at Lowestoft for nearly four months as I was still recovering post Brain Stem Stroke I had suffered in April 2000.
In August 2002 two school girls dressed in Manchester United T Shirts sneaked out of a family BBQ and wandered off and were never seen alive again. Read the full story here
Every one was upset and every one was looking for the girls in Norwich and surrounding towns. I felt extremely disturbed too and read as much as I could from media using a very slow Windows XT Computer. No one had a Clue the girls just disappeared..
I went to bed late after half watching some TV show and had a dream. In My Dream I saw who I believed was the murderer standing. A good looking young man. Close by sitting on a chair and wailing was a woman. All I remembered on waking up was that they were White Caucacians and not other migrants as was being suspected but did not remember their faces.
I shared this with ,my sister on waking up and she Said bab you have been thinking too much about his. Dont worry the Police will find the murderers.
Then I remembered something strange. I said Chammakk there was someting strange in my dream. With a disinterested look she said What ? You know in my dream, when the man was standing his head was hitting the ceiling..
Oh Yeah she said think you ae too much last night and must have suffered from indigestion which gives such dreams...
That evening the Police had tracked and caught the culprit.
Guess what the murderer was hiding in his fathers caravan in his fathers Back yard.
Now I know wy his head was hitting the ceiling of the caravan.
Believe it or Not.
