Live like a Man, if you are not a Martyr

According to the Epic and Resistance News Team of Fars News Agency, the great and shinny stars of Mehdi-Abad Sari Neighborhood have always shined in the sky of this city.

In order to find one of the stars, we entered the alley Shahid Moalam Kalayee. We did not know where the house of Mehdi was. We were directed towards a narrow alley.

The pale text on the wall and the photo of Mehdi can guide you to find Mehdi’s house. We pressed the bell button.

An old woman with weak eyes opened the door and she said welcome to us cheerfully and then she entertained us. We entered the room. Serenity and spirituality of the house absorbed us; because all this relates to the Rescuer, Mehdi.

A slow breeze blows from the window. We had not waited for a long time that the martyr’s father also entered the house. He talked so lovely and nice and we liked to listen to all of his words. We liked to listen to all the memories that he said about Mehdi. But listening to his words is an opportunity that is not given to all the persons.

I put the walkman on the table and we asked the mother of Mehdi to talk about her killed child ‘Mehdi’.

I really could not ignore her honest heart that was so kind and I would like to write about it as well. Naughty, kindness, sincerity, humility, creativity, courtesy, trust, knowledge, effort and hope and ... her personality was unique and lovely. When you see Mehdi’s black notebook and his handwriting, when you turn over the leaves of the notebook you get surprised more and more. The notebook is full of the translation of Imam Sajad (AS) prayers. It seemed that Mehdi would seek his lost things among the prayers of Imam Sajad (AS).
Now there are some memories that have been narrated by his mother, brother and friends about him: During the New Year moment, we would sit near the New Year Table clothing with our new clothes, but Mehdi would come there with his old clothes. Our father and mother would get sad about this issue and they would say: “Mehdi, why don’t you wear your new clothes? He would look down and he would slowly say: “This clothe is good”?. Later we noticed that he would give the new clothes to the poor people. He would do this work every year.

I could not believe that Mr. Mehdi has been killed. I remember the last day that he came to me. I could review his words in my mind. I searched about this issue and I noticed that Mr. Behrooz (3) was in the same military operation. I asked about Mehdi from him and he said: “Mortaza, a bullet hit the neck of Mehdi. His body was full of blood; he was moving and shaking a lot. I could not tolerate that situation, I could not take him to the main headquarters under those heavy fires of enemy, I moved forward, but a bullet hit my hand, Mehdi tolerated that situation for 30 minutes and eventually he was killed.”?

The End

According to the Epic and Resistance News Team of Fars News Agency, the great and shinny stars of Mehdi-Abad Sari Neighborhood have always shined in the sky of this city. In order to find one of the stars, we entered the alley Shahid Moalam Kalayee. We did not know where the house of Mehdi was. We were directed towards a narrow alley. The pale text on the wall and the photo of Mehdi can guide you to find Mehdi’s house. We pressed the bell button. An old woman with weak eyes opened the door and she said welcome to us cheerfully and then she entertained us. We entered the room. Serenity and spirituality of the house absorbed us; because all this relates to the Rescuer, Mehdi. A slow breeze blows from the window. We had not waited for a long time that the martyr’s father also entered the house. He talked so lovely and nice and we liked to listen to all of his words. We liked to listen to all the memories that he said about Mehdi. But listening to his words is an opportunity that is not given to all the persons. I put the walkman on the table and we asked the mother of Mehdi to talk about her killed child ‘Mehdi’. I really could not ignore her honest heart that was so kind and I would like to write about it as well. Naughty, kindness, sincerity, humility, creativity, courtesy, trust, knowledge, effort and hope and ... her personality was unique and lovely. When you see Mehdi’s black notebook and his handwriting, when you turn over the leaves of the notebook you get surprised more and more. The notebook is full of the translation of Imam Sajad (AS) prayers. It seemed that Mehdi would seek his lost things among the prayers of Imam Sajad (AS). Now there are some memories that have been narrated by his mother, brother and friends about him: During the New Year moment, we would sit near the New Year Table clothing with our new clothes, but Mehdi would come there with his old clothes. Our father and mother would get sad about this issue and they would say: “Mehdi, why don’t you wear your new clothes? He would look down and he would slowly say: “This clothe is good”?. Later we noticed that he would give the new clothes to the poor people. He would do this work every year. I could not believe that Mr. Mehdi has been killed. I remember the last day that he came to me. I could review his words in my mind. I searched about this issue and I noticed that Mr. Behrooz (3) was in the same military operation. I asked about Mehdi from him and he said: “Mortaza, a bullet hit the neck of Mehdi. His body was full of blood; he was moving and shaking a lot. I could not tolerate that situation, I could not take him to the main headquarters under those heavy fires of enemy, I moved forward, but a bullet hit my hand, Mehdi tolerated that situation for 30 minutes and eventually he was killed.”? The End