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As the situation got calmer, two three soldiers decided to move the injured soldier one more time. Abbas Alivand and Hassan Sorkhou and I set our weapons to fire and set a fire line for the others. Under the cover of the fire line, the soldiers could move their friends out of a water stream with utmost care. He was shot in the stomach and had lost a lot of blood.

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I had seen Hassan Sorkhou in the mosque during the recent days. He was one of the members of Abouzar group. I did not know why they called him Sorkhou, was it because of his red facial skin or it was his family name. When he wore khaki clothes, he was exactly like US or Israeli soldiers. Abbas Alivand was one of those forces who took food and water for the soldiers in the fronts.

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It was the morning of late September. It was still dark when a house near the mosque was raided. Elaheh and I ran towards the explosion site. The explosion came from Fakhre Razi Street. There were many old houses in that street. We entered the street. A few meters away, the door of a house had fallen off and landed a few meters away. At the entrance of the house, a few children ...

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I gazed at the nurse mouth. I came to myself hearing my mom crying. I turned back and saw my mom and Shahnaz standing above two corpses and crying. I went to them. Both Shahnazes were martyred; Shahnaz Mohammadi and Shahnaz Haji Shah. Shahnaz Mohammadi was lying there on her stomach in the hall and Shahnaz Haji Shah was lying on her back. They were both covered by their chadors.

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Zahra agreed with laughter. After Mahmoud Farrokhi mediated, the young man went to the medical box which was in the corner of the yard and started dividing the medicines. Then, when it was time for evening prayer, he went into a corner and said his prayers and returned to his task. When he wanted to sleep, he took off his white suit and wore a brown blouse and trouser as nightwear and ...

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We walked towards Hosseyniyeh. When we arrived, nobody was there. Mahmoud Farrokhi said: “Sister Sabbah, it might be that you had a strong discussion with them yesterday and they found out that you might know things about them and felt insecure and threatened and left the place.” Behrouz Moradi confirmed his words. I said: “I don’t know exactly. Maybe this is the case.” Mahmoud Farrokhi said: “by the way, thank you for informing us.

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I did not have a good impression from her since she had disgraced the mosque by spitting and using inappropriate words although she was right. When she came to herself, people asked her name and she said that her name is Zahra and is from Khorramshahr. We asked:” what were you doing during the last few days?” she said: “wherever there was an explosion, I went and collected the corpses and took them to Jannat Abad.

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The Iraqi planes started their attacks from midnight. We could not rest for even a second in the mosque. Many injured were brought in. Khalil was busy the whole time. I stood by his side and did whatever I could. I heard from injured soldiers that the Dezh garrison is falling. They said that seven Iraqi tanks have invaded the city from Khorramshahr border. The Guard Corps members have blown the Khorramshahr Bridge ...

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Although the commuting of Iraqi planes above Khorramshahr increased during night, the situation was calmer after ten pm and the Iraqi artillery was less active. Therefore, we could go out of the mosque to renew our ablution easily. I had had no shower in the past few days. My clothes were dirty, covered in soil and blood. During the first two days, in different rescue operation, when blood was pouring from the body of the

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The city was gradually growing empty. Those who had stayed had nowhere to go. They all left the city with the hope of coming back in the next few days. Many people like, khahar Rana, daughter-in-law of Elaheh’s uncle, did not even take their jewelry and had hid their valuables in the washing machine. They considered their houses as the safest place. The sound of the blast and five-fives did not stop for even a second.
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Hajj Pilgrimage

I went on a Hajj pilgrimage in the early 1340s (1960s). At that time, few people from the army, gendarmerie and police went on a pilgrimage to the holy Mashhad and holy shrines in Iraq. It happened very rarely. After all, there were faithful people in the Iranian army who were committed to obeying the Islamic halal and haram rules in any situation, and they used to pray.

A section of the memories of a freed Iranian prisoner; Mohsen Bakhshi

Programs of New Year Holidays
Without blooming, without flowers, without greenery and without a table for Haft-sin , another spring has been arrived. Spring came to the camp without bringing freshness and the first days of New Year began in this camp. We were unaware of the plans that old friends had in this camp when Eid (New Year) came.

Attack on Halabcheh narrated

With wet saliva, we are having the lunch which that loving Isfahani man gave us from the back of his van when he said goodbye in the city entrance. Adaspolo [lentils with rice] with yoghurt! We were just started having it when the plane dives, we go down and shelter behind the runnel, and a few moments later, when the plane raises up, we also raise our heads, and while eating, we see the high sides ...
Part of memoirs of Seyed Hadi Khamenei

The Arab People Committee

Another event that happened in Khuzestan Province and I followed up was the Arab People Committee. One day, we were informed that the Arabs had set up a committee special for themselves. At that time, I had less information about the Arab People , but knew well that dividing the people into Arab and non-Arab was a harmful measure.