Part of Memoirs of Amir Saeedzadeh

Selected by Faezeh Sasanikhah
Translated by M. B. Khoshnevisan

2023-5-24


On 7th of Khordad 1366 (May 28, 1987) concurrent with the night of Eid al-Fitr, I was informed that Molla Azimi was assassinated by Komoleh terrorists while leaving the mosque after prayer to break his fasting. When I heard the news, I went to the hospital to see him. I put his head on my knees and started crying. He was still alive, looking at my eyes. He was praying but closed his eyes quietly and left this world for paradise.

I asked his son Khaled[1] about how he was martyred. He said: "He was shot when he left the mosque and reached the door of the house. After firing a few shots, I realized the danger and ran towards him. They had shot at him with a Uzi gun; he had been shot in the head and the bullet had stuck out from behind his eye. I attacked to arrest one of the terrorists. I had been very close to the terrorist. Two other terrorists started shooting at me, but I was not hit. By the time I came to lift and save him, the terrorists ran away. The terrorists had warned my father many times to stop supporting the Islamic Republic and submit himself to Komoleh and Democrats, but he had not paid attention to them. They believed that he had destroyed Komoleh, the Democrats and the anti-revolutionary forces. Our house was always full of disillusioned and fugitive members of Komoleh and Democrats who came to repent and surrender to the government. He had also issued them safe-conducts. The anti-revolution was saying that Molla Azimi destroyed Komoleh and the Democrats with this work and separated most of their members from the party".

I got so angry that I run out of the hospital with tears in my eyes and went door to door looking for the killers of Molla Azimi. I found out that the assailant was a person named Saleh Komolehei who came some time ago with the trick of repentance and surrendered himself to the government. He and a man named Aghaei had committed this heinous crime and martyred Molla Azimi, but after the assassination, they escaped and rejoined the Komoleh. On the day of the funeral of martyr Molla Azimi in Khordad (May), heavy rain was falling and surprised everyone.[2]

 [1] Khaled Azimi was kidnapped by the Democrats on two occasions in 1359 (1980) and 1362 (1983) and was tortured and held captive for 18 months so that Molla Azimi surrendered himself to the Democrats.

[2] Source: Golzar Raqeb, Kianoosh, Memoirs of Saeed Amirzadeh, The Evenings of Kriskan, 3rd Volume, Tehran, Sooreh Mehr, 1397 (2018), P. 143.



 
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