SABA; “We shall stand in Ashraf till the end”
I am 27. I was shot by al Maliki forces.
They came into our city “Ashraf” one morning to kill us all.
They had told the world that we are terrorists and that we are a cult and also spies and have no right to have our own land and home.
They had said that it is not in their best interest to have us there since we had made millions of friends with the tribes and 5 million had signed a petition to support us.
They said that Khamanei , Iranian supreme leader , was very much upset that we use language to express our dissatisfaction for the stoning to death of women and killing of juveniles and lashing in public and torturing to death political prisoners and massacring them in prison in tens.
They said this language is not accepted. They also said we cannot walk in our own city with what we like to wear! I felt like I was in Iran first … But things came worst!
They took away our freedom to go out of our city and visit shops and the town.. So we had to make our own shopping centre. Then they stopped all we had bought and asked to be delivered to our home, so we had to grow our own agriculture and make our own bread . It got even worst.
They said no help can come in to Ashraf, since anyone coming in can find you pleasing and this is not accepted. So we had to stop our neighboring tribes from visiting us and sharing our mosque and our hospital services. They even arrested some of our nice friends who used to come to help us in the daily work of the city.
I thought it was going to end here, but it got even worst. One day we heard a great explosion, then out water pump stopped. We had no water for drinking or for any possible need. So we had to work day and night to fix it temporarily.
Then they restricted us in our daily activities and we were under close observation by the Iraqis stationed around the city. I felt as if , our beautiful city in an Oasis was becoming our Prison.
I felt sick, since , we had all escaped Iranian dungeons to a place we had earned through the hard work and sweat of our brows. All we have is all we made and we labored for. This was our pride. Ashraf was independent, free and full of lively, smart and ambitious activists. Each with his or her own history book to tell the world. Each being a symbol of resistance against the main global threat (Iranian mullahs), fundamentalist suppression and Mullahs idea of Islam. Each had a world to give to others who needed someone to tell them about practical experience of how to face the Beast of Islamic fundamentalism ..
But, today it seemed, the landmark for suppression of all of my dear friends is whether we are still persisting to stand for Freedom, stand for our pride and stand for our long lost dignity. They wanted to crush us. Not only physically, but totally obliterate us and our generation. They are deeply mistaken. They cannot kill an idea, they cannot hang willpower and they cannot make me kneel before their bullets.
Saba was shot in cold blood, on April 2011, while she had a placard in her hand saying “why are you pushing us out of our home?” She was left to bleed to death by direct order of the General in control of the massacre in Ashraf to waste time so that she does not live the bullet through. Her father who was with her, in a letter says:
“ Saba was so innocent and only looked around her as she was bleeding to death. All I could do was to demand for a person responsible to come to us and clarify the reason for which we were stalled for more than 13 hours and had not yet reached a Doctor, dispute the fact that we were supposed to get to Baghube hospital.
The so called responsible person who was the lieutenant came to me and said “Do you want your daughter alive? You had best leave the PMOI , and come with us . Leave this groups and the resistance and come with us. In this case you will have all te benefits and we shall treat your daughter”.
Mr. Haftbaradan said in his letter. “I was shocked!. If it was not the fact that I was actually in Iraq, I would have thought that I was sent back to the notorious EVIN dungeons under the Iranian Pasdran torturers… Do we not have the right to love and have our own brains intact and our own likes to support? Are we not human beings? Or even war prisoners? Which International standard allows such suppressive and tortuous methods?”
Saba died a gradual death. But before she died, this 27 year old graduate of law, who loved her fellow students in Iran all through her activities only said :
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