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48 hours off
When we first started this tale, said Hamid, we left the other forces in the frontlines without saying goodbye and we didn't know the reason why. Now we follow the tale as the past is getting clearer. It was rare at this time of the morning for cars to pass through the road, so he began walking. After about 20 minutes he got to a small place called Hajian. He hesitated and told himself "No, nothing here… The road was a sight to see, you could see the enemy from about one kilometer.
The vehicles that were passing this road speeded up when they got to this part of the road, So they would not be shot by the enemy. But Hamid decided to get through this road on foot. He was on the road walking. He was walking so calmly as if the enemy was in a deep sleep and there would be no shooting. As Hamid went a little further he escarped the road and could easily get to the combat zone after the mountains. When he got there, then he could go to Abozar garrison with the help of one member of the artillery. It was 9 o'clock in the morning, he knew no one would agree to go any further with him. So, he went to the gun, he handled it kind of strangely. Then he went to the financial department and took a 500 toomans advance for his day off.
The young guy who wrote the day off sheets knew Hamid very well and asked wonderingly:
Hamid? off? It was very strange.
I want to go to Islam Abad.
So, I will write down 48 hours, 24 hours is not enough.
I want you to promise me.
You welcome Mr. Hamid.
Hamid took a piece of paper and wrote a few lines on it, and gave it to the young guy and said take this and do not open it before 2 hours.
The young guy laughed and said: ok, it's a promise.
Hamid said goodbye and went to the fighter's station. So, he could take his personal data-x-items from the storage. He wore his normal clothes in the storage, before opening his shirts button, he paused. He felt he was being told something. He closed his eyes for a few moments but as he made a certain decision he took his shirt and pants off and wore his normal clothing held the clothes in front of himself and said slowly:
You should be involved with my blood but now…
His tears turned into laughter, but a bitter one which a world of sadness was hanging from . With his bag in his hands he got out of the storage and into the military police station. He went out of the exit with a sheet in his hand. Everyone knew about him but for inspection stations, that he had received the day off sheet. At the beginning of the road he got in to a mini bus and headed toward Islamabad. When he got to Islam Abad, he had to change buses to go to Bakhtaran. He walked around in Bakhtaran's city for a while. Finally he went to the passengers depot and bought a ticket to Tehran. He could have gone sooner but even he didn't know why he asked for a ticket that rides in the night time. Maybe because he wanted to be in Tehran in the morning.. Anyway, anything could have been the reason, he spent the afternoon in Bakhtaran and got on the midnight bus to Tehran. Few minutes later he was sleep because of being so tired and being up all night the night before. He had not realized that it is been 3 days which he hasn't slept well.
When he opened his eyes, they were asking passengers to get off the bus in Azadi terminal in Tehran. Now he starts reading the paper he wrote in the employment office.
In the name of GOD. I say goodbye to my brothers Hossein, Mostafapoor, Shiedaie. Please close down my personal document. I ask all you dears to excuse me for not being on the frontlines. It's not because I am tired of it or have emotional problems. No, it's not like that, the reason why I left, is personal which I would rather not discuss . But you should be aware that what you are doing is fighting in rightful frontiers and the enemy is fighting in false frontiers. Please forgive me. I beg of GOD to take from our lives and to extend the life of our leader. Forgive my faults and take me the right way. Nothing else. Ham
The vehicles that were passing this road speeded up when they got to this part of the road, So they would not be shot by the enemy. But Hamid decided to get through this road on foot. He was on the road walking. He was walking so calmly as if the enemy was in a deep sleep and there would be no shooting. As Hamid went a little further he escarped the road and could easily get to the combat zone after the mountains. When he got there, then he could go to Abozar garrison with the help of one member of the artillery. It was 9 o'clock in the morning, he knew no one would agree to go any further with him. So, he went to the gun, he handled it kind of strangely. Then he went to the financial department and took a 500 toomans advance for his day off.
The young guy who wrote the day off sheets knew Hamid very well and asked wonderingly:
Hamid? off? It was very strange.
I want to go to Islam Abad.
So, I will write down 48 hours, 24 hours is not enough.
I want you to promise me.
You welcome Mr. Hamid.
Hamid took a piece of paper and wrote a few lines on it, and gave it to the young guy and said take this and do not open it before 2 hours.
The young guy laughed and said: ok, it's a promise.
Hamid said goodbye and went to the fighter's station. So, he could take his personal data-x-items from the storage. He wore his normal clothes in the storage, before opening his shirts button, he paused. He felt he was being told something. He closed his eyes for a few moments but as he made a certain decision he took his shirt and pants off and wore his normal clothing held the clothes in front of himself and said slowly:
You should be involved with my blood but now…
His tears turned into laughter, but a bitter one which a world of sadness was hanging from . With his bag in his hands he got out of the storage and into the military police station. He went out of the exit with a sheet in his hand. Everyone knew about him but for inspection stations, that he had received the day off sheet. At the beginning of the road he got in to a mini bus and headed toward Islamabad. When he got to Islam Abad, he had to change buses to go to Bakhtaran. He walked around in Bakhtaran's city for a while. Finally he went to the passengers depot and bought a ticket to Tehran. He could have gone sooner but even he didn't know why he asked for a ticket that rides in the night time. Maybe because he wanted to be in Tehran in the morning.. Anyway, anything could have been the reason, he spent the afternoon in Bakhtaran and got on the midnight bus to Tehran. Few minutes later he was sleep because of being so tired and being up all night the night before. He had not realized that it is been 3 days which he hasn't slept well.
When he opened his eyes, they were asking passengers to get off the bus in Azadi terminal in Tehran. Now he starts reading the paper he wrote in the employment office.
In the name of GOD. I say goodbye to my brothers Hossein, Mostafapoor, Shiedaie. Please close down my personal document. I ask all you dears to excuse me for not being on the frontlines. It's not because I am tired of it or have emotional problems. No, it's not like that, the reason why I left, is personal which I would rather not discuss . But you should be aware that what you are doing is fighting in rightful frontiers and the enemy is fighting in false frontiers. Please forgive me. I beg of GOD to take from our lives and to extend the life of our leader. Forgive my faults and take me the right way. Nothing else. Ham
