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His name was Seyed Nouredin and he was from the Mousavian family. His name and family really were impressive. He almost completed his education but for his last exam he was on the front lines. To doing well but leaving the bad (BE MAROOF AND NAHI AZ MONKAR) was one of his prominent characteristics. He never became angry in his way. He helped the poor in secret.
He was fed up with praises. He always said that you and I are together, what is important is the work. He has influenced me spiritually. He was a devoted husband. He took part in some military operations and was lost in Bovarin Island in Fav region. He used to play football in his childhood. He was a member of a team. They collected some money to buy a ball. About 6 Rials was left. He wrote in his will to return the money and requested them their forgiveness. He had written their names.
We had not married in 1981. I was secretary in Jameh Mosque in the course of presidential election of “Martyr Rajaee”?. Martyrs Nouredin, Mohammad Ashtari and one of our other brothers were responsible to guard the ballot box.
One of inhabitants agreed to invite election staff to have lunch. After praying, they asked us to invite our BASIJI (volunteer) brothers to lunch. I informed Seyed, but he said:”? we don’t eat lunch.”?
“Why?”? I asked.
He answered nothing. I insisted more to know his reasons.
“Do you know how does he earn? Do you know that if his properties are lawful or not?”? he said calmly.
Martyr Nouredin with his friends decided to help martyr Ghaleh Noee’s father in Sept 1984. He had a pomegranate garden in Jahad Abad Ivanaki. They helped him and said: “it is right that your son is not here but we are as your sons.”? We have lived together for 25 days and he went to Garmsar revolutionary Guard days and nights and also to Ivanaki BASIJ on duty and returned late. In Nov. 1985, one night he returned home and asked about dinner. The dinner was baked beans with rice. He took his dish and went out. When he returned, I asked about the situation. “A family car needed repair, so I helped them to repair it. They asked me for dinner. I said that there is no open restaurant, it is mid-night, and I would bring you dinner from our house.”? He said. We ate fast food that night. At 25-12-1985 he informed me that he must go on duty to Ahwaz “Hamidieh Garrison”?.
“What shall I do?”? I asked.
“It is a religious duty. Be satisfied for the sake of God.”? He answered.
Then quoted a narration (Hadith) from Imam Sadegh: “there is a high position in heaven that no one can reach, unless he who encounters a misfortune for the sake of God.”? He said. Then he advised me to read ASR and ADIAT verses of the holy Koran.
“I am worried, if you are not back!”? I said.
“Don’t worry; becoming a martyr is not allotted to us soon.”? He said.
“If you knew what happened to the women and children in Bostan and Sousangerd; then you would tell me not to stay here even for a moment.”? He added.
I felt that whenever Seyed returns, I am sick. So finally my feeling was raised. 14 years later, in 06-09-1998 his corpse was transferred to his province and was buried there, while I was confined to bed because of eye surgery.
He was fed up with praises. He always said that you and I are together, what is important is the work. He has influenced me spiritually. He was a devoted husband. He took part in some military operations and was lost in Bovarin Island in Fav region. He used to play football in his childhood. He was a member of a team. They collected some money to buy a ball. About 6 Rials was left. He wrote in his will to return the money and requested them their forgiveness. He had written their names.
We had not married in 1981. I was secretary in Jameh Mosque in the course of presidential election of “Martyr Rajaee”?. Martyrs Nouredin, Mohammad Ashtari and one of our other brothers were responsible to guard the ballot box.
One of inhabitants agreed to invite election staff to have lunch. After praying, they asked us to invite our BASIJI (volunteer) brothers to lunch. I informed Seyed, but he said:”? we don’t eat lunch.”?
“Why?”? I asked.
He answered nothing. I insisted more to know his reasons.
“Do you know how does he earn? Do you know that if his properties are lawful or not?”? he said calmly.
Martyr Nouredin with his friends decided to help martyr Ghaleh Noee’s father in Sept 1984. He had a pomegranate garden in Jahad Abad Ivanaki. They helped him and said: “it is right that your son is not here but we are as your sons.”? We have lived together for 25 days and he went to Garmsar revolutionary Guard days and nights and also to Ivanaki BASIJ on duty and returned late. In Nov. 1985, one night he returned home and asked about dinner. The dinner was baked beans with rice. He took his dish and went out. When he returned, I asked about the situation. “A family car needed repair, so I helped them to repair it. They asked me for dinner. I said that there is no open restaurant, it is mid-night, and I would bring you dinner from our house.”? He said. We ate fast food that night. At 25-12-1985 he informed me that he must go on duty to Ahwaz “Hamidieh Garrison”?.
“What shall I do?”? I asked.
“It is a religious duty. Be satisfied for the sake of God.”? He answered.
Then quoted a narration (Hadith) from Imam Sadegh: “there is a high position in heaven that no one can reach, unless he who encounters a misfortune for the sake of God.”? He said. Then he advised me to read ASR and ADIAT verses of the holy Koran.
“I am worried, if you are not back!”? I said.
“Don’t worry; becoming a martyr is not allotted to us soon.”? He said.
“If you knew what happened to the women and children in Bostan and Sousangerd; then you would tell me not to stay here even for a moment.”? He added.
I felt that whenever Seyed returns, I am sick. So finally my feeling was raised. 14 years later, in 06-09-1998 his corpse was transferred to his province and was buried there, while I was confined to bed because of eye surgery.
