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Is Babaee an Angle or...?
(By Massih Moddarressi and Kamal Mirmojarrabian)
One of the traits of Abbass as a commander and an administrator was that he always cared about the people around him and tried to be well informed of their living conditions. If they had problems he would usually do his best to solve them. One day we went to one of the base gardeners whom everybody called Baba Hassan.
He was busy gardening. When he caught sight of us in the distance he wanted to stand up but Abbass who had rushed toward him laid his hand on the old man's shoulder and said, "Salam Baba Hassan, more power to your elbow." Then he sat on the ground by the gardener and asked about his living. He answered he was ashamed to say that he could not work as before. He was not feeling well Abbass, keeping the old man's coarse hands and stroking them said, "Trust in God. Don't worry too much." But the old man kept complaining of his hard life, his being worried about his daughter's dowry. Abbass was lost in the old man's pained face and the reflection of his pain was visible in Abbass's looks. Suddenly the old man went in trauma and fell on the ground.
Abbass asked me for help. Putting him in the car we rushed towards the hospital. He was examined and hospitalized. Abbas urged the medical staff to pay utmost attention to him and we left the place.
After a few days his disease was diagnosed. He was suffering from stomach cancer. Thereafter I was busy somewhere else so I couldn't keep Abbass company. Later I asked about the old man from Mr. Mojarrabian Abbass's bodyguard. He said, "One day Abbass had returned from extraterritorial flight. He said they would go to Feiz hospital. When we reached opposite the hospital Abbas rushed in. Baba Hassan, on seeing us smiled and said, "salam." Abbass bent over, kissed his forehead and said, "Don't worry about your wife and your children." A few minutes later, a doctor visited Baba Hassan and after examining him said, "He is in critical condition and probably his days are numbered. It is better to take him home near his children."
A few days passed. The old man died a few days after having been moved to Chadgan1 village. On hearing this, martyr Babaee, and a few of his friends and I went to Chadgan1. The villagers, weeping, rushed out of their houses to welcome us. They proudly said to their neighbors that Isfahan base commander had come to visit them. We went to Baba Hassan's house to condole his wife and children. After staying there for a few hours, we returned to Isfahan. Within days, martyr Babaee purchased some household articles and asked me to take them to the deceased's home. In the company of a van driver, I went to Chadgan village. When his family saw us, they became very happy. While we were down loading the articles, I heard the deceased's wife, weeping and saying, "Tank God, I am wondering if Babaee is an angel or."
1. Chadgan is a village about 120 km/s from Isfahan.
One of the traits of Abbass as a commander and an administrator was that he always cared about the people around him and tried to be well informed of their living conditions. If they had problems he would usually do his best to solve them. One day we went to one of the base gardeners whom everybody called Baba Hassan.
He was busy gardening. When he caught sight of us in the distance he wanted to stand up but Abbass who had rushed toward him laid his hand on the old man's shoulder and said, "Salam Baba Hassan, more power to your elbow." Then he sat on the ground by the gardener and asked about his living. He answered he was ashamed to say that he could not work as before. He was not feeling well Abbass, keeping the old man's coarse hands and stroking them said, "Trust in God. Don't worry too much." But the old man kept complaining of his hard life, his being worried about his daughter's dowry. Abbass was lost in the old man's pained face and the reflection of his pain was visible in Abbass's looks. Suddenly the old man went in trauma and fell on the ground.
Abbass asked me for help. Putting him in the car we rushed towards the hospital. He was examined and hospitalized. Abbas urged the medical staff to pay utmost attention to him and we left the place.
After a few days his disease was diagnosed. He was suffering from stomach cancer. Thereafter I was busy somewhere else so I couldn't keep Abbass company. Later I asked about the old man from Mr. Mojarrabian Abbass's bodyguard. He said, "One day Abbass had returned from extraterritorial flight. He said they would go to Feiz hospital. When we reached opposite the hospital Abbas rushed in. Baba Hassan, on seeing us smiled and said, "salam." Abbass bent over, kissed his forehead and said, "Don't worry about your wife and your children." A few minutes later, a doctor visited Baba Hassan and after examining him said, "He is in critical condition and probably his days are numbered. It is better to take him home near his children."
A few days passed. The old man died a few days after having been moved to Chadgan1 village. On hearing this, martyr Babaee, and a few of his friends and I went to Chadgan1. The villagers, weeping, rushed out of their houses to welcome us. They proudly said to their neighbors that Isfahan base commander had come to visit them. We went to Baba Hassan's house to condole his wife and children. After staying there for a few hours, we returned to Isfahan. Within days, martyr Babaee purchased some household articles and asked me to take them to the deceased's home. In the company of a van driver, I went to Chadgan village. When his family saw us, they became very happy. While we were down loading the articles, I heard the deceased's wife, weeping and saying, "Tank God, I am wondering if Babaee is an angel or."
1. Chadgan is a village about 120 km/s from Isfahan.
