Last visit
My father, Ahmad Hasani was always in love with Islam and Koran. His heart was young in spite of his age. He also had done more good deed than others. “Why have you fallen in love with the front lines Father? I questioned one day.
“Mohadeseh! You must see it, it is difficult to explain! He answered.
Some times my mother prevented him to go to the front.
“If you prevented me, I will complain to Her Majesty ZAHRA (may God send greetings to her)? I want not to be ashamed in front of Imam Hossein (May God send greetings to her). He taught me Koran. He would take his seat beside me kindly then notified me of my mistakes. When I made fewer mistakes, he caressed me kindly. A few days near the pool1 ceremony my father decided to go to the front lines and asked for forgiveness (HALALIAT). With frankness utter, he said some of his relatives: “probably we see each other for the last time.”?
“Why are you hasty to go to the front lines? You have just arrived from there, I said.
“The world of front lines is different from our world! Last Friday night I was with some brave youth. We prayed KOMEIL. I sprinkled rosewater on them. I dyed some of them with henna. Then I was informed two of them were martyred. Everywhere I am, I think about them.”? He said.
He was praying the last night. So, he went and was martyred in September. In Garmsar People, who know him, remember him respectably? My sister, Shokoufeh narrates her childhood: I was at the age of 10. My family and I were living in a village named “Reikan”?. There were two carpets in the mosque. Men were seated in the front, and women were seated behind them. A spiritual leader came there. They held a meeting for reading Koran. My father started to read Koran with an agreeable voice. I was frantic with joy. At the end of the meeting, my father received a great Koran as a gift. We learnt our living manner by Koran.
“Mohadeseh! You must see it, it is difficult to explain! He answered.
Some times my mother prevented him to go to the front.
“If you prevented me, I will complain to Her Majesty ZAHRA (may God send greetings to her)? I want not to be ashamed in front of Imam Hossein (May God send greetings to her). He taught me Koran. He would take his seat beside me kindly then notified me of my mistakes. When I made fewer mistakes, he caressed me kindly. A few days near the pool1 ceremony my father decided to go to the front lines and asked for forgiveness (HALALIAT). With frankness utter, he said some of his relatives: “probably we see each other for the last time.”?
“Why are you hasty to go to the front lines? You have just arrived from there, I said.
“The world of front lines is different from our world! Last Friday night I was with some brave youth. We prayed KOMEIL. I sprinkled rosewater on them. I dyed some of them with henna. Then I was informed two of them were martyred. Everywhere I am, I think about them.”? He said.
He was praying the last night. So, he went and was martyred in September. In Garmsar People, who know him, remember him respectably? My sister, Shokoufeh narrates her childhood: I was at the age of 10. My family and I were living in a village named “Reikan”?. There were two carpets in the mosque. Men were seated in the front, and women were seated behind them. A spiritual leader came there. They held a meeting for reading Koran. My father started to read Koran with an agreeable voice. I was frantic with joy. At the end of the meeting, my father received a great Koran as a gift. We learnt our living manner by Koran.
