A cut from memoirs of Iran Torabi

Preparation of Soosangerd Hospital

We arrived in Soosangard around noon. It was the 21st day of Mehr [1359] (October 13, 1980). The situation of the city was almost the same as Ahvaz, and even worse. There was dirt and destruction everywhere. The city had almost been deserted. As Ahvaz Red Crescent had said, the city was still within reach of the enemy and no place was safe from their artillery and mortar fire. We rushed to the city hospital.

Memories from Basiji Brother Hajj Ahmad Ghadirian

The training of these groups was done theoretically in the houses that were prepared in different parts of Tehran, and during practical steps, they were sent to the determined shooting ranges. These ranges were one on the Jajroud Road called “Telo Shooting Range” and the other one was in the mountains near the shrine of Abdul Azim called “Hills and Mountains of Mesgarabad.” After training, these groups were sent to the south and west of the country, and settled in Ahvaz schools.

Memoirs of Hojjat al-Eslam Esmaeel Ferdowsi Pour

A friend and companion of Imam Khomeini

On Wednesday tenth of Mehr 1357 (October 2, 1978), the last night, the imam announced that he would pilgrimage the holy shrine. When the Imam arrived the holy shrine, the people thought that he had been freed and the restriction was lifted. Arab women cheered, kissed the Imams robes, and the men kissed the Imams hand and expressed their joy and happiness that, thanks God, the restriction was lifted. But at the time when our dear leader stood in front of the ...

The 344th Night of Memoir-3

The 344th night of memoir was held on Thursday, the 23 February of 2023, with the presence of the brave men of the Air Force in the Soura Hall of Arts Center. In this program, General Alireza Rudbari, Second Brigadier General Fereydoun Samadi, General Mohammad Hasan Luqmanejad and captive pilot Brigadier General Mohammad Sediq Qaderi shared their memories. Also, the book "Honest Pilot" was unveiled in the presence of Mohammad Hasan Abu Tarabifard. Davood Salehi was in charge of this night of memoir.

Memories of Second Brigadier General Akbar Fatouraei

Ghooshchi Garrison

In September 1980, my wife, my friend, my colleague, Mr. Mohammad-doost, who was an Air Force officer, and I went to holy Mashhad. Mr. Mohammad-doost had a house in Mashhad, where we stayed during this trip. We returned to Tehran on September 23, 1980. On the way home from the railway station, the crowd in front of the bakeries attracted our attention. Surprisingly, I asked the taxi driver who was taking us to our destination about the reason.

Detention at school

Our new life in northern country was spent in this way that one night, the father of Javad sharifi came from Hamedan to Hasankif to visit his son. After greeting, he said, "I was worried, and came to find out about your situation and to make sure that nothing happened to you". Javads father reported that some of our friends were arrested in Hamadan. We asked the names of those arrested and ...

Memoirs of an Intelligence Officer Served in the Military Regime of the Shah

The Onset of the War and again the Sardasht

Sarafraz unit entered Shiraz with minimal casualties. The people and colleagues gave us a warm welcome and after a few days of leave and rest, we started to rebuild and renew the forces. At the middle of September 1980, an imposed war of Iraq against Iran broke out, and the invasion of the Baath army by land, air, and sea began against our country. We all thought that we would be sent to the south, ...

Miscalculation in distribution of leaflets

On that when I entered the prison of SAVAK in Mashhad [Aban of 1350–October 1971], I was given a shirt and a trousers and transferred to cell no. 10. After I was arrested transferred there, Mr. Akhavi [Hojjat al-Eslam Seyed Ali Khamenei] and a number of our other friends both clerics and non-clerics had also been arrested. Mr. Akhavi was in one of the cells behind my cell. I recognized them ...

You are superior to epic

At that time, we were living in Chizar neighborhood in Tehran. Mehdi, my first child, was 3 months old, we took him and left for Qom. For the first two months, we were the guests of a religious student who was a friend of my husband. We had not brought any means of living. We were waiting for the SAVAK to attack our house in Chizar, but when nothing happened, after two ...

Memoirs of Sayyed Mohammad Sadr

Mr. Khatamis government made a serious effort to follow up on his situation and bring it to an end. In the first step, when Mr. Khatami decided to take serious action, raised the issue with me and said: “when one of their nationals is imprisoned in a country, Westerners try and invest as much as they can to finally release and return them; and now, one of the great Shia clerics, Imam Musa Sadr, ...
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Loss of Memory in Pahlavi Prisons

In total, [I was in prison] about 6 years in two arrests. For the first time after several years, a soldier arranged my escape. I do not know why! Maybe he was one of the influential elements of Islamic groups. They took me to the hospital for the treatment of my hand, which was broken due to the callousness of an officer.

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 ...