Ahmad Ahmad Memoirs (38)

Ahmad Ahmad Memoirs (38)Edited by Mohsen KazemiSoureh Mehr Publishing Company(Original Text in Persian, 2000)Translated by Mohammad Karimi Interrogation Few days after my meeting with Saeed Mohammadi Fateh, the agents came to me. They closed my eyes and hands and put in a bus. Then we came out of Evin Prison. Inside the bus somebody had sat so calmly just beside me. I asked him: “Who are you?” He said: “A Muslim guy!” I said: “I’m Ahmad Ahmad.” He said: “Ahmad Ahmad! Member of INP? How are you, I’d your name.”I asked: “What’s your name?” He said: “I’m Mohammad Hanifnezhad.”(1) I was shocked a bit. We warmly began speaking. He was going for his case revision and getting ready for appeals court. I told him: “People backbite you and ask why he is not given a death penalty...

Ahmad Ahmad Memoirs (37)

Ahmad Ahmad Memoirs (37)Edited by Mohsen KazemiSoureh Mehr Publishing Company(Original Text in Persian, 2000)Translated by Mohammad Karimi Transferring to Evin Prison After 8 months of up and downs I had almost lost my temper. I was getting crazy in solitary confinement. To get free of such conditions I decided to go on a hunger strike. The next day I did it. The prison guards noticed my refusal for eating and they reported the matter to SAVAK. It was about 10 at night that they came to my cell and asked my reason. I told them that I was on a hunger strike and I would not eat anything till they clear what they want to do with me. They began threatening me. I told them: “It has been 8 months that you have done to me whatever you wanted to. I have been here without being trialed. I am fed up. I cannot...

Ahmad Ahmad Memoirs (36)

Ahmad Ahmad Memoirs (36)Edited by Mohsen KazemiSoureh Mehr Publishing Company(Original Text in Persian, 2000)Translated by Mohammad Karimi Rigidity and Resistance It was Ramadan; the month of God, month of purity and mercy. It was for the several times that I was in the regime’s prison during Ramadan. Fasting, and praying in those solitary confinements had another atmosphere. I was happy of reaching to healing Ramadan after all those hard tortures and hardships and I could heal my heart wounds and pains. It cannot the expressed how much I enjoyed those Ramadan dawns and sunsets in that loneliness of my cell. The loneliness which was always something bothering to me, I was enjoying a lot then; because I was worshiping my God in this loneliness frankly and clearly.In this month I found out that Mr....

Ahmad Ahmad Memoirs (35)

Ahmad Ahmad Memoirs (35)Edited by Mohsen KazemiSoureh Mehr Publishing Company(Original Text in Persian, 2000)Translated by Mohammad Karimi The Sounds of Cell No. 21 It was about September or October of 1971 that one night they suddenly opened my cell’s door. I woke up frightened. They threw in a tall strong young man inside and closed the door. He sat down hugging his knees and crying without paying any attention to me.I looked at him for some minutes. Then I came down from the platform and soothed him. I told him: “Stand up and sit on the platform.” He said that he could not. I helped him by taking his arm for sitting on the platform. It was clear that he had been tortured and beaten badly. His arms and legs were trembling. I held his leg and moved it. He shouted of pain. I covered him with the...

Ahmad Ahmad Memoirs (34)

Ahmad Ahmad Memoirs (34)Edited by Mohsen KazemiSoureh Mehr Publishing Company(Original Text in Persian, 2000)Translated by Mohammad Karimi The Sun Still ShinesWe passed through the big gate of barracks and entered a big yard. The guard guided me beside a wall and told me: “Stand right here.” Then he called some soldiers and told them: “He should stand there and not move and if he moved, hit him by stock or bayonet. He stands here until I get back.” The soldiers frightened of the sentences by that agent, looked at me worriedly. It seemed they were guarding a dangerous killer.I could not believe my eyes when I felt the warmness of sunshine on my body. I had been in darkness for a long time and my eyes were not familiar with all that light and they began weeping. With all those injuries on my body...

Ahmad Ahmad Memoirs (33)

Ahmad Ahmad Memoirs (33)Edited by Mohsen KazemiSoureh Mehr Publishing Company(Original Text in Persian, 2000)Translated by Mohammad Karimi Dreadful Tortures in Qezel Qa’eh Prison When we reached Qezel Qa’eh Prison (1), they guided us to a corridor where Saqi’s room was on its left side. There I could drop the keys on my feet and slowly on the ground and they were lost in the darkness over there. It was relief for me.After some moments they moved me to “Surgery Room [otagh-e amal]” (2). This room was located in the east to west side of there. They shoved me behind the table in middle of the room. One of the agents put his hand on the chair. I did not notice what he wanted to do. Suddenly he pulled the chair. I fell down on the ground by my back so hard before being able to do anything. I could...

Ahmad Ahmad Memoirs (32)

Ahmad Ahmad Memoirs (32)Edited by Mohsen KazemiSoureh Mehr Publishing Company(Original Text in Persian, 2000)Translated by Mohammad Karimi Job ChangeFor the people who had prison background finding a job and keeping it was hard work. After passing my military service SAVAK was monitoring me persistently at my work in Pars Metal Company. After some time they put pressure on Ahmad Tahsili and Haji Baba (Company owners) to fire me, but they resisted. I was working in supply department in that company. They purveyed me a car to speed up my job affairs. After some time I faced a great problem. Whenever I would buy something, the sellers would not accept to write the discount rate on my receipts. Sometimes they would give me the money in cash after issuing the receipt. My insistence on mentioning the...

Ahmad Ahmad Memoirs (31)

Ahmad Ahmad Memoirs (31)Edited by Mohsen KazemiSoureh Mehr Publishing Company(Original Text in Persian, 2000)Translated by Mohammad Karimi The Souvenir Just Fight When the military service days with all their up and downs passed, I found some time to follow my postponed political activities in Hezbollah. I began actively participating in party meetings and mountain climbing programs. I got more acquainted with Mohammad Mofidi, Alireza Sepassi and Abbass Agha Zamani. Of course, whenever I could find any chance at the time of my military service, I would come to Tehran and take part in meetings and speech sessions of people like Mr. Hashemi Rafsanjani in Hedayat Mosque.Social and cultural conditions of those days were so awful and far from Islamic values. Immoral behaviors among the youth were so...

Ahmad Ahmad Memoirs (30)

Ahmad Ahmad Memoirs (30)Edited by Mohsen KazemiSoureh Mehr Publishing Company(Original Text in Persian, 2000)Translated by Mohammad Karimi   Spout of Water   One day I heard a high ranking army general from Imperial Army Inspectorate had come to Semnan and resided in Governorship building. It seemed that he had come for some immoral pleasure party in Damghan and then disposing some affairs in Semnan in three days before returning to capital.I welcomed this chance and went to governorship building to visit him. I also asked Kheir Abad people to go there separately and express their need for tap water. They stopped me when entering the building. I said: “I am soldier of Construction and Development Corps and not form locals. Finally I could enter by forcing myself to them. I entered the...

Ahmad Ahmad Memoirs (29)

Ahmad Ahmad Memoirs (29)Edited by Mohsen KazemiSoureh Mehr Publishing Company(Original Text in Persian, 2000)Translated by Mohammad Karimi Mozembel After being familiar with the people of Kheir Abad, I intended to do my divine task. So I went to see the governor and report about the hardships of the people. I asked him to do something to eliminate the roots of injustice and tyranny for this kind and sincere people. The governor was quite disappointed and told me that his attempt had been fruitless in this regard. He said: “As long the Khans rule, the conditions would not change.” He continued: “Now, you go on! Do something. I will help you indirectly; I do not want to be involved in tribal conflicts.”He clarified for me that this condition had been formed based on some policies. The policies...