Daughter of Sheena (52)
It happened as what Samad had said; pilgrimage changed my mood completely. In the mornings I would go to the shrine, pray the ones which were not said at the proper time, and I was engaged in prayer and pilgrimage. Sometimes, we would regret halfway, when leaving the shrine and getting back to the hotel. We could not bring ourselves to leave there, so we would return to the shrine again.Daughter of Sheena (51)
At night I packed my hold-all. Early morning, we would go to the office of Revolutionary Guard Corps. It was planned for the bus to move from there. We had sat in a great waiting hall.Daughter of Sheena (50)
Samad came back home a month later. This time he wanted to stay in Hamadan for two weeks. Unlike before, he himself realized that I was pregnant. Seeing my discomfort, he said: “These things shouldn’t make you upset. You should be very happy.Daughter of Sheena (49)
It was in June 1985. I felt ill a few weeks; going giddy and feeling sleepy. One day I decided to see a doctor. I asked our neighbor, Ms. Darabi, to take care of my kids a few hours, and I went to the clinic. After examination, doctor said: “It’s better to do these tests first.”Daughter of Sheena (48)
Arriving near the company houses, we saw some worried and anxious men were walking around. Seeing us, they ran toward us. One of them was Samad, with a tired and dusty face. We asked about barrack’s condition without any other word.Daughter of Sheena (47)
We got up and came out of the building. It was so smoky and dusty that we hardly could see a few steps away. We didn’t know where to go.Daughter of Sheena (46)
The next day, as soon as Samad woke up for Morning Prayer, I did too. I always used to roll a little into bed until to be wide awake.Daughter of Sheena (45)
Little by little, other neighbors arrived and resided there. Company-provided and residential houses had located at the corner of barracks and were away from military zone.Daughter of Sheena (44)
Sarpol-e Zahab was not the town that I thought. It was like a ruined village, with destroyed houses. It had no shops, or if there was, often it was put up shutters. Shutters had been warped by the blast or had been pierced.Daughter of Sheena (43)
Early morning cries of Somayeh woke me up. She was hungry. I had to breastfeed her. She fell asleep as I got up and sat in my bed. Through the window I saw the sky was still dark. I looked at the clock; it was five and half....
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