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OTHER LOTUS TITLES Ajit Bhattacharjea Sheikh Mohammad Abdullah: Tragic Hero of Kashmir Anil Dharker Icons: Men & Women Who Shaped Today’s India Aitzaz Ahsan The Indus Saga: The Making of Pakistan Alam Srinivas & TR Vivek IPL: The Inside Story Amarinder Singh The Last Sunset: The Rise & Fall of the Lahore Durbar Amir Mir The True Face of Jehadis: Inside Pakistan’s Terror Networks Ashok Mitra The Starkness of It H.L.O. Garrett The Trial of Bahadur Shah Zafar Kiran Maitra Marxism in India: From Decline to Debacle Kuldip Nayar Beyond the Lines: An Autobiography L.S. Rathore The Regal Patriot: The Maharaja Ganga Singh of Bikaner M.B. Naqvi Pakistan at Knife’s Edge M.J. Akbar Byline M.J. Akbar Blood Brothers: A Family Saga Maj. Gen. Ian Cardozo Param Vir: Our Heroes in Battle Maj. Gen. Ian Cardozo The Sinking of INS Khukri: What Happened in 1971 Madhu Trehan Tehelka as Metaphor Masood Hyder October Coup: A Memoir of the Struggle for Hyderabad Nayantara Sahgal (ed.) Before Freedom: Nehru’s Letters to His Sister Nilima Lambah A Life Across Three Continents Peter Church Added Value: The Life Stories of Indian Business Leaders Sharmishta Gooptu Revisiting 1857: Myth, Memory, History and Boria Majumdar (eds) Shashi Joshi The Last Durbar Shashi Tharoor & Shadows Across the Playing Field Shaharyar M. Khan Shrabani Basu Spy Princess: The Life of Noor Inayat Khan Shyam Bhatia Goodbye Shahzadi: A Political Biography Vir Sanghvi Men of Steel: Indian Business Leaders in Candid Conversations FORTHCOMING TITLES Imtiaz Gul Osama: Pakistan Before and After Lotus Collection © S. Hussain Zaidi, 2012 All rights reserved. No part of the publication may be reproduced or transmitted, in any form or by any means, without the prior permission of the publisher. First published in April 2012 Fifth impression, July 2012 The views and opinions expressed in this book are the author’s own and the facts are as reported by him which have been verified to the extent possible, and the publishers are not in any way liable for the same. The Lotus Collection An imprint of Roli Books Pvt. Ltd M-75, Greater Kailash II Market New Delhi 110 048 Phone: ++91 (011) 4068 2000 Fax: ++91 (011) 2921 7185 E-mail: [email protected]; Website: www.rolibooks.com Also at Bangalore, Chennai, & Mumbai Layout: Sanjeev Mathpal Production: Shaji Sahadevan ISBN: 978-81-7436-894-2 Typeset in Perpetua by Roli Books Pvt. Ltd and printed at Nutech Printers, Okhla Dedicated to my friends Dr Shabeeb Rizvi Chandramohan Puppala Mir Rizwan Ali Contents Foreword Preface Introduction: Up, Close, and Personal Part 1 1.The Big D 2.In the Beginning: Bombay 1950–1960 3.Bombay’s Midas 4.Madrasi Mobster 5.Tamil Alliance 6.Pathan Power 7.The Original Don: Baashu 8.The Star called David 9.The Baap of Dons 10.Of Young Turks 11.David versus Goliath 12.The First Blood 13.A Seed is Sown 14.Beginning of the Bloodshed 15.The Executioner 16.The Emergency 17.Mill Worker-Turned-Don 18.Pathan Menace 19.Mastan’s Masterstroke: The Truce 20.Dawood’s Smuggling Business 21.A Don in Love 22.Ageing Dons 23.Death of a Brother; Birth of a Gang War 24.Dawood’s Coronation 25.Mumbai’s Hadley Chase 26.The Fallout 27.Mafia’s Bollywood Debut 28.Pathan in Patharwali Building 29.Typewriter Thief: Rajan Nair 30.Pardesi Kills Pathan 31.Circle of Revenge 32.Rise of Chhota Rajan 33.Enfant Terrible: Samad Khan 34.Dawood’s Better Half 35.Escape to Dubai Part 2 1.Making of an Empire 2.Wiping Out Rivals 3.Mafia’s Most Daring Operation 4.End of Dawood-Gawli Alliance 5.Shootout at Lokhandwala 6.JJ Shootout 7.Communal Strokes 8.Surrender Offer 9.Maal, Moll, or Mole? 10.Developments in Dubai 11.New D Company-HQ: Karachi, New CEO: Shakeel 12.Rise of the Minions 13.Shocking Bollywood 14.Peanuts That Proved Costly 15.Clandestine Coups 16.Tech That 17.Close Shave 18.The Art of Survival 19.Post 9/11 20.Not so Chori Chori Chupke Chupke 21.‘Judge’ Dawood 22.Carnival of Spies 23.Detained in Lisbon 24.The White Kaskar 25.Global Terrorist 26.Salem Extradition 26.Salem Extradition 27.Boucher’s Botched Attempt 28.The Big D Makes the Forbes Cut Epilogue Sources Index Acknowledgements Foreword first met S. Hussain Zaidi in the winter of 1997, when I had just begun writing a novel about the Mumbai underworld. I desperately needed help, and was lucky I enough to have a sister who knew Hussain through their shared profession of journalism. So I met up with him at the cheerfully-named Bahar restaurant in the Fort area of Mumbai. I asked questions, and Hussain told me stories about greed and corruption, about shooters and their targets, and despite the chill that passed over my skin, I was aware of a rising swell of optimism—this guy was really, really good. I didn’t know that day that S. Hussain Zaidi would become a friend, an extraordinary inside informant about matters relating to crime and punishment, and my guide into the underworld. But that is exactly what happened. Over the next few years, as I wrote my novel, Hussain generously shared with me his vast knowledge, his canny experience, and his host of contacts. I can say with certainty that I would not have been able to write my book without his ever-ready help and advice. It makes me very happy that Hussain has finished his magnum opus, Dongri to Dubai, so that the general reader can now benefit from his expertise. This book does much more than narrate the saga of one man’s rise, it brings alive the entire culture of crime that has grown and formed itself over the last half century in India. And as much as we like to distance ourselves by pretending that the underworld exists quite literally under us, beneath us, the truth—as Hussain shows—is that we mingle with it every day. The influence of organised crime reaches into the economy, our polity, and everyday life. Yet, our knowledge of the intentions and operations of the players on all sides of the law is mostly a mixture of legend and conjecture. Our histories begin with a few names—Haji Mastan, Varadarajan, Karim Lala — imbued with dread, and continue with still others —Dawood, Chhota Rajan, Abu Salem—haloed with matinee glamour. What we have lacked is a narrative that provides both detail and perspective, that lays out the entire bloody saga of power-mongering, money, and murder. Dongri to Dubai is that necessary book, and more. It gives us an account that is vast in its scope and yet intimate in its understanding of motive and desire. Hussain moves us from the small gangs of early post-Independence India to the corporatising consolidations of the eighties and through the sanguine street wars of the nineties; we better comprehend our present, with its abiding undercurrent of terror, if we follow the tangled, stranger-than-fiction history that puts an Indian gangster in a safe-house in Karachi, with a daughter married to the son of a national celebrity, and his coffers enriched by the bootleg sales of Mumbai movies to Pakistanis. Anthropologists like to use the phrase ‘thick description’ to describe an explanation of a behaviour that also includes and explains context, so that the behaviour becomes intelligible to an outsider. For most readers, I think, reading Dongri to Dubai will at first feel like a journey into an alien landscape with a trustworthy, experienced guide; by the end though Hussain has made us see, helped us to comprehend, and we recognise this terrain as our own world, and we understand— but don’t necessarily forgive—its inhabitants. I am grateful for this book. The work that Hussain does is exacting and sometimes dangerous. Reporting about these deadly intrigues and the human beings caught within them is not for the faint of heart; the web stretches from your corner paan-shop to the bleak heights on which the Great Game is played, and there are many casualties. We all profit from Hussain’s intrepid investigations. Vikram Chandra Mumbai, December 2011 Preface ongri to Dubai: Six Decades of the Mumbai Mafia has been my most complex and difficult project since I took to reporting on crime way back in 1995. The D biggest challenge by far has been chronicling the history of the Mumbai underworld and keeping it interesting for lay readers as well as choosing incidents that marked an epoch in the Mumbai mafia. It was first suggested to me by a friend in 1997, when I was barely a couple of years into crime reporting, that I should try to write about the history of the Mumbai mafia; I was advised to replicate something like Joe Gould’s Secret. At the time, I had not even heard of the book; to be honest, I felt it was too colossal a responsibility for someone who was still wet behind the ears. But having put my ear to the ground for Black Friday, I felt ready for a bigger challenge. Initially, I set out to find out why so many Muslim youngsters from Mumbai were drawn to crime. Was it the aura of Dawood Ibrahim or was it economic compulsion that drew them? That was the question with which I started. And somewhere along the way, I ended up doing what my friend had asked me to do initially. When I set off on the story from Dongri, the metaphor was not lost on my friends. Am I guilty of linking members of a particular religion with crime? Unlike in the US, where exhaustive studies have been conducted on race and crime and their correlation, if any, there has been no serious debate or study on the causes that made Muslims prone to following a life of crime in the last fifty years. When I say Dongri, it is not just the area that starts from Mandvi near Zakaria Masjid but from Crawford Market to the end of JJ Hospital, covering Null Bazaar, Umerkhadi, Chor Bazaar, Kamathipura, and all the interweaving cloth and retail markets and masjids. Tracing the history of Mumbai, historian and researcher Sharada Dwivedi writes that the area was once a flatland and Dongri was a hill; there used to be a Portuguese fort here that the British took over and fortified. But before the British started reclaiming the land, the fort area was a low-lying area below the rocky heights of Dongri, which provided easy access to the sea. Muslim settlers are known to have lived in the higher lands near the present day Chakala Market, and in Dongri, from as far back as the fourteenth century. The eastern part of Bombay1 island was predominantly Muslim dominated for a long time, and remains so even today. After the seven islands were linked, Dongri got a life of its own. The chaos around it happened gradually; with access to the markets, commerce thrived and so did the population. Traffic is a mess, the pavements have been taken over by hawkers, pedestrians spill onto the streets, and the place is always bustling with activity. To the west of Dongri is the Chor Bazaar (literally meaning ‘thieves’ market’) where you can get everything from old wardrobes discarded by Parsi households to antiques, gramophones, and other curios. Long before Dawood changed the way Dongri is perceived today, others who had walked the hall of fame and notoriety in the Dongri area were Chinka Dada, Ibrahim Dada, Haji Mastan, Karim Lala, and Baashu Dada. In those days, the easiest crime was to accost late night travellers and relieve them of their valuables. The art of pickpocketing was yet to be learnt and perfected. But the wielding of the shiny blade of a knife, sword, or chopper was enough to send shivers down the spine of the peace-loving residents of Bombay, as it was known back then. Every little crime was reported with flourish by the British journalists. One of them, Alfred W. Davis alias Gunman, who reported on crime for the Blitz, was a legend. A reporter who flowered under his tutelage was Usman Gani Muqaddam. Usman was known for his diligent news gathering and investigative skills. After extensive interviews with Usman Gani and other veteran crime reporters and my own research, I gathered that Dongri had always been the epicentre of crime in Mumbai. In the first fortnight of 1947, the city witnessed a spate of crimes. the Times of India reported four incidents. On 1 January 1947, stray knife attacks were reported at Lalbaug, Agripada, and Dongri. The police arrested nine people and launched a drive to nab the culprits involved. Within days on 8 January, the Anti- Corruption Bureau seized 400 carving knives from a flat on Marine Drive but could not arrest anybody. The same day, a social worker was stabbed in Parel. B.J. Deorukhkar, a municipal councillor, was also murdered, an incident that shocked the city and raised an alarm. Even before the cops could take a breather, there was another incident, but this time, they showed amazing alacrity. On 11 January, the police arrested two Pathans who had looted a bank within ninety minutes of the crime being committed. The robbers had entered a bank in south Bombay and decamped with the booty in a waiting car. The car, bearing the registration number BMX 1221 (they had covered the license plate on the back of the car with a red cloth) was making a getaway at full speed when a constable with the Esplanade Police Station, now known as the Azad Maidan Police Station, intercepted it and hauled them to the police station, where they were arrested. Ah, the power of the constabulary! Once upon a time, the constables were the backbone of the police force in Mumbai. In the next couple of days, on 14 January, the police busted a gang of racketeers operating at the parcel booking office at Victoria Terminus (now called Chhatrapati Shivaji Terminus). The members of the gang would approach people and ask for money, assuring in return that their parcels would reach their destination earlier than via the usual route. Needless to say, the parcels never reached. Those arrested were identified as Nazir Abdul Kader, Sayed Bashir Nazir, and Fakhruddin Kaderbhai. Most criminals from in and around Dongri became increasingly emboldened in their modus operandi as their crimes went undetected. Others from the area joined the fray when they realised that it was a chance to make easy money with very little chance of being caught. Thus, the boys from Dongri began making their mark in the crimedom. But Dongri gained notoriety with Dawood Ibrahim; nobody took Dongri to Dubai like he did. This book traces the eventful journey of Dawood’s predecessors, but most importantly, it follows Dawood’s trail too, the life of a boy from Dongri who made crime very fashionable; the boy from Dongri who flew out of the coop but refused to leave India behind, who took refuge in an enemy country but continue to play his games here. The boy from Dongri who became a don from