Deceiving the Officers in the Dress of Eulogy

Compiled by: Islamic Revolution Website
Translated by: Fazel Shirzad

2024-8-16


In 1974, when the internal events of »the People's Mojahedin Organization« had not yet been revealed, the vitality and mobility of religious students was higher than others, especially during [month] Muharram. Anyway, we continued the programs day and night of Ashura 1974. From announcements of pouring inside mosques and shrines to demonstrations in the distance of mourning processions. We usually went to Jalili, Amir al-Momenini, Javid, Qaba mosques and wherever SAVAK was not closed yet. At a certain moment, we would cut off the electricity in the building or wait for the eulogy and natural blackout, and then the leaflets that were carried inside the shoes or undergarments would be distributed. On Ashura of that year, with "Alireza Honarabakhsh, Alireza Emami and Javad Sediq", we organized a student demonstration with anti-regime slogans in the distance from Cyrus Street to the Shah Mosque. The guard violently attacked and beat and arrested Javad Sadiq (science student) in front of our eyes. I myself managed to escape from the clutches of one of the guards that day. The guards on one side and the SAVAK on the other side were chasing us next to each other with chest and chain slings. We had no choice but to escape into the ranks of the delegation. Suddenly a thought flashed in my mind. I saw myself next to a young chanter who was singing a lamentation for the chained women with a tired voice. I immediately said that the reward is with Imam Hussein (PBUH), you are very tired, let me help you, and I started singing "Zainab Mutaram, goodbye, goodbye, my sister's kindness, goodbye, and goodbye" in front of the microphone! Of course, I had experience in this matter from the past. It happened that the attackers either didn't find me or they didn't realize that eulogist is me.[1]

 


[1] Source: From University of Tehran to Savak torture camp: the narrative of student struggles and the story of the joint anti-sabotage committee, interview with Jalal Rafi, Tehran, Ebrat Museum of Iran, 2014, pp. 52-53.

 



 
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