The 340th Session of Night of Memory-2

The Trace of Blood

Adjusted by Leyla Rostami
Translated by Ruhollah Golmoradi

2023-7-6

The 340th session of night of memory, titled “Radd-e Khoon (trace of blood),” aimed at memorializing security [defense] martyrs was held in Hozeh Honari’s Sooreh Hall on Thursday, October 27, 2022. In this session, Mrs. Azarvand, the wife of martyr security defender Hossein Taghipour, Mrs. Rezvaneh Dabagh, the daughter of the late Mrs. Marzieh Hadidchi Dabagh, and Sardar (General) Mohammad Kothari shared their memories and words. Davood Salehi was presenter of this night of memory.

The second narrator of the night of memory was Rezvaneh Dabbagh, daughter of the late Mujahid[1] Mrs. Marzieh Hadidchi (Dabbagh), who was invited in the sixth anniversary of death of her honorable mother to narrate a part of her adventurous memories. In order to be more friendly with the audience, especially the young people, he said he sometimes call the late Mrs. Marzieh Hadidchi “Mom” and her father “Dady.” He continued, “Mrs. Dabbagh had eight children and the role of father was more effective than that of mother in the fate and life of the children. When they got a little older, dad saw mom capable, and guided and directed her to enroll in the seminary. The supreme leader of the revolution said she had an indefatigable spirit, and we saw it in every moment of Mam's life. The age difference between the children is one year, and when Mrs. Dabbagh was arrested, her eldest child, who is one year older than me, was fifteen years old. I was fourteen years old and the youngest child in the family was three and a half years old.

The narrator continued: When SAVAK invaded our house, mom got her act together very well. Our house had been surrounded since the evening. While mom was putting the garbage in front of the door, Parviz Sabeti put his foot in the door. Mom prevented him, but Sabeti pushed the door. Mom did not scream at all; she just told Sabeti to go upstairs, my children do not wear Hijab. With this one sentence, the plans she had in her minds and the documents that were in the house, she quickly decided where he should put them! Well, they are enemies anyway and entered our house and room.

Our residential house was eight-meters street of Moshir al-Saltaneh, on Ghiasi Street. There were two small rooms in the ground floor and two rooms in the upstairs, then there was the loft and the roof, where they originally wanted to go, but mom directed them not to enter the ground floor. We got up ourselves and each of us observed our hijab. I had an old aunt who lived in our house. She was sick and could not even sit. Mom very quickly put some things under his blanket and pillow. I had a cousin (a boy) of the same age who had come from Hamadan and was our guest. while we all wore hijab, mom also gave a chador to him to wear. The reason was very important, that is, Mrs. Dabbagh could make the best use of the opportunity she has at the moment; because my cousin was our guest she did this so that they could not arrest him like those eleven people who were arrested in our house.

She added, “Achieving freedom is not free. The security of our country is owed to Unknown Soldiers of Imam Zaman and all the armed forces, and they help this dear Islam. He said about his father's role-playing and companionship, “My father sees that the housework and studies put a bit of pressure on my mother and she gets annoyed. Dad says to him, “Marzi [Marzieh], would you like not go anymore.” Mom says: “aye aye, Haji.” Martyr Saeedi asked what happened that she has not come yet! They said Haji is not satisfied; in answer, martyr Saeedi sent a message and said you should come with Haji, I have something to do with you. Mom and Dad went to visit martyr Saeedi. He told my father someone wants to make a profitable deal and business with you. My father immediately said, “I’ll die for your ancestor[2] I don't have this amount of money and property!” He said, “Your greatest asset is your wife.” My father said there, “This is Marzi, this is you, and this is Islam.” Really, there was a lot of pressure on my father, but it was enjoyable for him.

Hazrat Imam (PBUH) said, “Educate yourselves so that your country will not be harmed.” Mrs. Dabbagh forms a base at home and, apart from her own children, educates the mothers of that generation. The children were of different ages and now each of them plays an effective role in the Islamic revolution.

The narrator pointed out the characteristics of the deceased Dabbagh as a kind mother and a true role model of a woman in the family, an exemplary wife, a selfless soldier of the revolution, and a person who was devoted to Islam. She said if the late Dabbagh was not a kind mother, she definitely could not have had a deep and accurate influence on her generation.

She also mentioned the mother's resistance in SAVAK’s prison and said, “Resistance means every moment of our lives is a choice. Where the enemy steals the hijab from our heads, Ms. Dabbagh uses a blanket for her and her child's hijab, and they mockingly said, “Mother and a girl with a blanket.” The interrogators used to call us like that.

The narrator said, “I was fourteen years old when they arrested me after my mother. You appreciate yourself and the freedom and security you have; Do not be deceived by Satan. I invite you to visit Ebrat Museum and see Parviz Sabeti's photo there. He is now abroad. First of all, this person is a Baha'i who escaped and denied all the tortures and wrote a book; he also has a website, and I apologize for saying this word, he ruminates in the arms of the Israelis and supported by the Americans. He really abhors us. He does not feel pity for us, but also feeds the People's Mojahedin Organization.

At the end of her speech, Mrs. Rezvaneh Dabbagh thanked Mohsen Kazemi, the author of the book "Memories of Marzieh Hadidchi (Dabbagh)” and also Mr. Panahbarkhoda Rezaei for making the documentary “Fighter Lady” which describes the life and revolutionary struggles of Mrs. Marzieh Hadidchi.

To be continued…