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“I was going to meet my stepmother,” he said. “My father had recently passed away, and I wanted to inform her about his death and spend some time with my stepfamily.”

All went well until Jan. 9, 2002. The call for morning prayers was echoing through his rented apartment, he said, when 20 young men in civilian clothes intercepted him and flashed their immigration and police badges.

“You have to come with us,” they demanded. Realizing he was outnumbered he went along, he said.

Though some news accounts claim Mr. Iqbal was arrested after he boasted to members of an Islamic group that he knew how to make a shoe bomb, he denies this.

He said he was held by Indonesian authorities for about 48 hours, without any food or drink. On Jan. 11, he said, he was bundled aboard a Gulfstream executive jet and flown to Cairo. During the flight, he said, he was chained to the floor in a cramped position.

In Egypt, he was imprisoned for three months, he said. “I spent more than 90 days chained to the floor,” he said. “They gave me electric shocks and drugs which caused me to hallucinate.”

During interrogations in Egypt and Indonesia, Mr. Iqbal said, he was asked repeatedly if he knew Osama bin Laden but replied no.

He said he gave the same answer to questions regarding whether he knew Reid or A.Q. Khan, a Pakistani nuclear scientist who ran a nuclear black market.

On April 12, he said, he was taken to the Bagram air base, where he became prisoner No. 182. This was a “year of horrific surprises.”

“The questions were the same, did I know OBL or had I ever been to Afghanistan,” he said. “Each time I answered no.”

After almost a year, he was told that U.S. officials were satisfied that he was innocent but could not send him home. “I was told that I would be taken to Guantanamo, where I would receive an apology and then I would go home,” he said.

His stay in Cuba lasted five years.

“The Americans say they made a mistake,” he said. “It’s easy for them to say so, but who will bring back the almost seven years of my life that I have lost? Who can I hold responsible for them?”