I hope the Love will not die. How can we have a better world? (Part two)

 

How can we have a better world? I hope the love will not die. (Part two)

I wrote these story ten years ago. Today I read them and thought, I should edit them and let the readers read again. This story is true story and I wish it will help the humanity and will guide us to the Unity of Mankind.

When the life is hard and difficult, the people try to survive and they misuse other people as their victims.  With other word, in the hard time, the people change also to be hard and cruel. Many people misuse love and friendship to get more benefits. And because the system is useless and cruel, so the people will be the same. The basic foundation for a good society is education and humanity, if the children do not have good teachers or they do not have certain teacher, they will be weak in those subjects and their lives has passed and now they are older and without good foundation of education. They are willing to do illegal or bad action just to survive. They also may be use drug to forget their hardship or alcohol.  They may rob and destroy other people lives, cheat and take bribes if they are in the government agency. Corruption and hate is the result of this type of condition.

 The people like Musavi Mohammad and Morteza may be in a normal condition, may be would act normally, but in the hard situation they would be also cruel to destroy even their best friend who has come to help them. They are more and less like an animal that just go after his feeling and kill to survive.  Many Moslems friends of mine or my Bahai family may be in a normal condition would not act so cruelly. But now the power of money will change their attitude very easily.     That is also one of the gifts of war and or revolution that bring confusion and cruelty in the society.

One of my friends who always help me was Djalal. He said Amir, in the time I  was very upset Djalal told me also the story of his student, a lot of my students are killed, because they think differently. You know young people can think every day differently. They changed their mind very fast. One day they are communist, next day they meet some other people and they change to be religious or capitalists. One of my student who has been killed with ten other students or young women was Mona. She was just seventeen years old. She has been killed with nine other young women or girls in Shiraz, the city of Hafez and Sadi. Her sin and the sins of other young women, who are called the braids of Shiraz or the ten angels of Shiraz, was to be teacher in the Bahai Friday Bahai classes.    One of them a young girl, about seventeen years old, steps firmly to the death place; Mona Mahmundizhad, one of my best students, was persecuted in Iran (Persia), because she was Bahá’í.
The Bahá’í religion is a world religion which began in
Persia. Bahá’ís believe in the oneness of God, the oneness of religion, and the unity of mankind. Bahá’ís strive to eliminate all prejudices of race, nationality, and religion.

 And Bahá’ís respect that all religions have come from the same God, in different times, to guide mankind.
The revolutionary Islamic court in
Shiraz, Iran persecuted Mona, and now they wanted to perform her execution.
Mona was walking very firmly towards the place of execution without any doubt or fear. She was singing Bahá’í songs and was walking like an angel towards her place of death. The people who were looking at this heroine were all crying and their faces were wet with tears. The eyes of her Moslem friends were shining from the tears and their faces were red; Mona was the only one not crying, and she was not sorry about what would happen to her in a few minutes. The reflection of God was in her face and she was sure that what she was doing was right and correct.
The Moslem people around her were singing Moslem songs, quietly. Some of them were singing in a very low voice while crying about this cruel situation and what would happen in a few minutes. The Bahá’ís who were there were singing the Bahá’í songs, “Sobuhon Ghoduson Rebeana Ve Reben Malaekaten Ve Ruh” The Moslems were singing “Alah o akbar” and the Baha’I were singing “Alláh-u-Abhá, Alláh-u-Abhá”.
My friend Djalal, who was there as Mona’s teacher, told me the following story in the hopes that the message of Mona would reach the people:
“I could not believe that what I was seeing was real. She, the young girl, was so in love with God that she was ready to be killed for Him and His glory. For her faith. And I, her poor teacher, must be there – without any power to save her. I have to watch the execution of one of my best students; I am a helpless person and can see the injustice to this young girl who has no crime in her life. The only crime that the so-called Islamic court could prove was that she was Bahá’í. A young, nice, intelligent, lovely, friendly and pure girl, who should be walking to the university to study and should have her whole life and future in front of her, was going to be executed because she was Bahá’í.

 And, who had signed her document but a Moslem who must be the follower of Imam Hossein, who was killed by Jazid in Karbella with all his family; his wife, children and even a little baby. The Jazid had cut off the water from them; so in the hot summer day of Kerbella, these holy people had no water to drink and must fight with these cruel people. He had been killed and for three days his body, and the bodies of his family, were left under the hot burning sun of the Kerbella Dessert. We had always cried for his death and the cruel situation in Kerbella, and now one of his followers had signed the death document for Mona.
“Her friends and classmates were there and were crying very bitterly; but Mona was firm and was singing with love and joy.
“The revolution of
Iran, which should have been a religious revolution and should have lead the people to God’s way, was now eating the innocent people and children. Which dirty hand in the revolution would like to paint a black page for Islamic history? I was Moslem, my father was Moslem, and he loved all the people around him. He always said to me, ‘Djalal, you must respect all other people and their religion, and even if they have a false religion, you must respect them so they will respect our prophet. If you say bad words about their false prophet or god, they will do the same thing to our real and pure God.” Now I was seeing the Moslems killing young, innocent children; my students, who were like my children. I could imagine that one day they might kill my little girl and that she must walk to her death place.
“Mona was a very good and friendly student of mine. She always helped the other students and laughed in a friendly way with them. She liked the younger students and helped them with their homework. Her parents were very proud of her. She was also, as I had heard, a teacher for the Bahá’í Friday school for younger students, which was another crime the Islamic court could prove.
“Her parents were very proud of her. I, as her teacher, was there to watch her die. Helpless and poor, I could not change this injustice and had to accept this way of cruelty.

I wish that I had the power to do something more for my beloved student than just stand there and cry. I did know that any wrong movement would mean my death also, and I did not think my death would help my student.
“In
Persia, the teacher is like a father or mother, and they love the students like their own children – so for me it was like I was watching my own child being killed by the Islamic court. My mother, who was a Moslem believer, said to me that she would pray for my student who was to be killed by an unjust court.
“Why should people be so cruel to each other and why should they kill each other just because they have other thoughts or religions, which had been given to them by their parents anyway? She was like my daughter and was very polite and friendly to me. I was very sorry to see all this happening to her and sometimes I could not believe that what I was seeing was real. My eyes were full of hot tears, burning my skin as they ran down my face. My feet were shivering as I saw that Mona was close to her death place. She behaved like a hero without any doubt, sorrow or fear. She was looking firmly in front of her and her dark eyes were shining with the love of God. The people who persecuted her could not see this love and purity. They were blind and could not see the light of God. I did not know why the love for God that Mona was demonstrating now would not move the people that had signed her execution. Were their hearts made of stone or did their business, money and power blind them? Why could not the people see the light and glory of God, which was reflected by Mona?
“Mona walked to her execution place, took the execution rope, kissed it and put it around her neck. The voice of the Moslems who were singing Moslem songs now changed to the Bahá’í song which Mona was singing. Now all the Moslems and Bahá’ís singing the same song.

 They were united in song, the Bahá’í song which Mona was singing. All were full of sorrow and sadness. She died at 17 years of age, but her spirit and how she died, I will never forget. I hoped that the other people that saw this would never forget. Any human being should be ashamed to kill innocent people for their beliefs or for the beliefs of their parents.
“Many other Persian girls and boys have been killed by the Islamic Revolution Court and their only crime was that they were Bahá’í. What could they do; as their parents were Bahá’í so they were Bahá’í also. Some of them were my students. Why should I teach them to be killed by the Islamic court? My work was a useless work. I became very depressed and could not teach anymore.”
Djalal, my friend who was telling this story, looked in my eyes. His eyes were red because he cried so much for his students who were killed.

I could feel the warm tears on my face as well. He said, “What can we do? Only cry for this cruelty?” Should we just sit and look at what the cruel people do as they misuse religion and humanity to kill in the name of God the innocent boys and girls, our students? I thought God gave us a heart full of His love so that we could love and understand each other and each other’s children. But these cruel people do not use even their simple understanding for the other people and in the name of God they kill children of God. And they claim that they believe in God. Djalal could not teach in the schools of Iran anymore and he was so sad that I was worried he would soon loose his mind. He said, “How can I be in the class and see the children whom I should teach? The faces of other students who were killed are in front of me and I see in each of the other students, the face of Mona. I cannot teach anymore and see the innocent children who could also be killed by the Islamic Court”.
Djalal left me that day. I was always looking for him and I went many times to his house to visit him. The last time that I saw him he was very depressed and his hair had turned white during those years. When I rang his bell, his daughter opened the door. I saw her face, an Iranian girl with the same eyes and face as Mona. I saw in her face the face of Mona. The girl invited me into the house and to her father’s room. Djalal was reading a book. He saw me and stood up to shake my hand.

” You see, Amir, my girl. I saw always the face of Mona in her face. Maybe the same situation will happen to my daughter one day and they will kill her as they killed Mona.”
Djalal; we should work for a goal as Mona worked for a goal. We should work so that our children will have a nice free country, and we should work against this cruelty. I know that maybe they will kill us too, but we must not give up and must try. Freedom has its cost and Mona paid that cost for us. Look at history; many people have been killed because they wanted justice, but they did not give up, they followed their ways without fear or doubt. I know that many young people have been killed, but one day our children will enjoy this freedom. Mona did her part, and we must do our part too.
I think, Djalal, you have been right. And I know that it is very hard for you to see all these cruel things. But we should give the message of Mona to the whole world because they have to know what has happened. The Iranian organizations, which call themselves organizations for humanity and human rights, should understand what they have done to the young and innocence in the Name of God. I hope that one day the message of Mona will reach the people who have God in their hearts and are willing to listen to the words of God. The people who can open their hearts to God, and who are pure, will listen.
I am not a Baha’i ,but I borrowed money to one of my best Moslem friend and in respons of my help he wrote to the government of Iran that I am a Baha’i so I have been persecuted as a Baha’i and my jobs and other belonging have been taken from me.

My sister who was married to a Baha’i told me come t here and you will have jobs and everything. She has told me this for many years and I have sent her money to buy for me houses in the USA. Her husband who is a Baha’i wrote to me , too.. Come here and everything will be OK. He thought I cannot come here and Iranian government will kill me as a Baha’i, he hoped. Or I cannot come to the USA. As I was here he told me per telephone “do not come to us if you come I will call the police” So you can see the Moslem friends, Baha’i family and government were not nice to me. Please help me in this regard that at least the other people should not make the same mistake that I did. When the love dies, the system in the world get more and more indifferent and cruel and the people have no other choice to be selfish and cruel too, to survive.  The real story of Neda and Mona Two Iranian girls were killed innocently. That is just a sample of millions of Iranian who are killed, because the people were ignorant, not educated and greedy for money and power. The people who in reality do not believe in God and Love of God Unity and Humanity   what they want Money and Power and misuse religions as a device to get the money and power and they do not care if millions of people are killed for their plan.   Neda Agha Sultan was a twenty seven years old student of philosophy of Tehran University who has been killed in the street of Tehran.  She was an innocent person who has been killed, because she wanted a little bit freedom.  And Mona was killed, because she was born in a Bahai family. 

That was the crime these two young women did and the world is still quite about these crime.  Thousand of other young and old people have killed and millions of young people also have been killed in a war which was a useless war.  Million of young and Old Iranian and Middle Easter people are persecuted and killed and or sent to other countries to be punished.  Neda died in Tehran Street with the open eyes to say the people in the world the unjust in Iran.  Mona was killed in Iran by hanging, because she was born in a Bahai family and so she would counted as a Bahai.  She was seventeen years old and Neda was killed by shooting a bullet in her heart; she may be born in a Moslem family.  Both were innocent young women and both were killed, because the regime of Iran cannot tolerate people with a little bit different way of thinking.   The people who run the Iran now are mostly from poor families who did a revolution and now are rich and it is said that they have billions of dollars in the banks of different countries.  Did they make the revolution just to be rich and kill the people?   They always said that the Shah, his family and his friends are taking the Iranian oil money and put them in the foreign banks for their futures.  They were also prisons in the Shah’s time.  They promised to the people that they believe just and pure Islam in the power and nobody will cheat and robe any more the Iranian money will invested for Iranian people and we will build universities, hospitals, and create job for the Iranians.  The people believed them and run after them and changed the Shah regime to a God Islamic regime which should be full of Love and Just.  The people who have no experience and knowledge of running a countries; just because they had power and young people were brain washed and were behind them; killed all experienced people, generals, officers and educated people and the rest run away from Iran and tried to be refugees in other countries.  So another stupid dictator as he sees all active people and experts are killed so he can attack the country.  He did and again millions of people have been killed, because of a useless war.  

The world and free world is quite and as long as they have their benefits and can sell their weapons, bombs and drug and can get billions of dollars out of Iran, it is fine for them.   Neda and Mona are just a sample of cruelty is done and continue in Iran.  These people who run the Iran now, were in the prison of the Shah; now they are out and try to change the Iran to a big prison.  I hope the Love and Unity will replace cruelties and indifferently and the people who were from poor family and now they are so rich and powerful will remain in their minds the hard time and make the life nicer for themselves and other people around them and in Iran.   To change a soft dictatorship with a very hard one was not what Iranian people wanted.  I hope the people who are sitting on the power and have the millions of millions dollars in their hand remember that this place they have is not guaranteed for them for ever and one day they will lose it.  That day they have nothing to say any more.  They should love and have merci for the people and use their power and money for the people and not against the people.  They should remember the life of Sadam, Nicola Chaveskof of Romanian, the Tsar of Russia, and the King of Iraq and….You does not have this money and power for ever and the death is waiting for all of us.    Neda killed in the street of Tehran with any court decision and Mona was hanged in Shiraz after have been persecuted in Islamic Court of Shiraz. I hope one day the Love will merge and these cruelties and to be indifferent will be gone for ever.  The system of the world wills cruel people and indifferent people so they can do what ever they want.  The business people to make their business and to sell their weapons, bombs and drug do not care about Love and Humanity.  They have cruel people under their control and the other people are indifferent and harmless for them; so they can do what ever they want and the world will be quite.  But now the people who are not indifferent are showing themselves, because the same can happen to their children if they stay quit. 

If the people have demonstrate seriously against hanging the Moan a Bahai girl ; after thirty years a Moslem girl Neda would not be killed on the street.  So if the people stay quit now later their own children will be killed again and again.  The unjust should be disappearing so our children will live in peace and unity. Tow young beautiful girls should die, because the people are cruel or indifferent.  One of them she was  in High School level and the other one in University level. One was 17 and the other one 27   The young girl, about seventeen years old, steps firmly to the death place; Mona Mahmundizhad, one of my best students, was persecuted in Iran (Persia), because she was Bahá’í.The Bahá’í religion is a world religion which began in Persia. Bahá’ís believe in the oneness of God, the oneness of religion, and the unity of mankind. Bahá’ís strive to eliminate all prejudices of race, nationality, and religion. And Bahá’ís respect that all religions have come from the same God, in different times, to guide mankind.The revolutionary Islamic court in Shiraz, Iran persecuted Mona, and now they wanted to perform her execution.
Mona was walking very firmly towards the place of execution without any doubt or fear. She was singing Bahá’í songs and was walking like an angel towards her place of death. The people who were looking at this heroine were all crying and their faces were wet with tears. The eyes of her Moslem friends were shining from the tears and their faces were red; Mona was the only one not crying, and she was not sorry about what would happen to her in a few minutes. The reflection of God was in her face and she was sure that what she was doing was right and correct.
The Moslem people around her were singing Moslem songs, quietly. Some of them were singing in a very low voice while crying about this cruel situation and what would happen in a few minutes. The Bahá’ís who were there were singing the Bahá’í songs, “Sobuhon Ghoduson Rebeana Ve Reben Malaekaten Ve Ruh” The Moslems were singing “Alah o Akbar” and the Baha’I were singing “Alláh-u-Abhá, Alláh-u-Abhá”.My friend Djalal, who was there as Mona’s teacher, told me the following story in the hopes that the message of Mona would reach the people:“I could not believe that what I was seeing was real.

She, the young girl, was so in love with God that she was ready to be killed for Him and His glory. She has been killed for her faith. And I, her poor teacher, must be there – without any power to save her. I have to watch the execution of one of my best students; I am a helpless person and can see the injustice to this young girl who has no crime in her life.The only crime that the so-called Islamic court could prove was that she was Bahá’í. A young, nice, intelligent, lovely, friendly and pure girl, who should be walking to the university to study and should have her whole life and future in front of her, was going to be executed because she was Bahá’í. And, who had signed her document but a Moslem who must be the follower of Imam Hossein, who was killed by Jazid in Karbella with all his family; his wife, children and even a little baby. The Jazid had cut off the water from them; so in the hot summer day of Kerbella, these holy people had no water to drink and must fight with these cruel people. He had been killed and for three days his body, and the bodies of his family, were left under the hot burning sun of the Kerbella Dessert. We had always cried for his death and the cruel situation in Kerbella, and now one of his followers had signed the death document for Mona.

“Her friends and classmates were there and were crying very bitterly; but Mona was firm and was singing with love and joy.
“The revolution of
Iran, which should have been a religious revolution and should have leaded the people to God’s way, was now eating the innocent people and children. Which dirty hand in the revolution would like to paint a black page for Islamic history? I was Moslem, my father was Moslem, and he loved all the people around him. He always said to me, ‘Djalal, you must respect all other people and their religion, and even if they have a false religion, you must respect them so they will respect our prophet. If you say bad words about their false prophet or god, they will do the same thing to our real and pure God.” Now I was seeing the Moslems killing young, innocent children; my students, who were like my children. I could imagine that one day they might kill my little girl and that she must walk to her death place.“Mona was a very good and friendly student of mine. She always helped the other students and laughed in a friendly way with them. She liked the younger students and helped them with their homework. Her parents were very proud of her. She was also, as I had heard, a teacher for the Bahá’í Friday school for younger students, which was another crime the Islamic court could prove.“Her parents were very proud of her. I, as her teacher, was there to watch her die. Helpless and poor, I could not change this injustice and had to accept this way of cruelty. I wish that I had the power to do something more for my beloved student than just stand there and cry. I did know that any wrong movement would mean my death also, and I did not think my death would help my student.“In Persia, the teacher is like a father or mother, and they love the students like their own children – so for me it was like I was watching my own child being killed by the Islamic court. My mother, who was a Moslem believer, said to me that she would pray for my student who was to be killed by an unjust court.“Why should people be so cruel to each other and why should they kill each other just because they have other thoughts or religions, which had been given to them by their parents anyway? She was like my daughter and was very polite and friendly to me.

 I was very sorry to see all this happening to her and sometimes I could not believe that what I was seeing was real. My eyes were full of hot tears, burning my skin as they ran down my face. My feet were shivering as I saw that Mona was close to her death place. She behaved like a hero without any doubt, sorrow or fear. She was looking firmly in front of her and her dark eyes were shining with the love of God. The people who persecuted her could not see this love and purity. They were blind and could not see the light of God. I did not know why the love for God that Mona was demonstrating now would not move the people that had signed her execution. Were their hearts made of stone or did their business, money and power blind them? Why could not the people see the light and glory of God, which was reflected by Mona?
“Mona walked to her execution place, took the execution rope, kissed it and put it around her neck. The voice of the Moslems who were singing Moslem songs now changed to the Bahá’í song which Mona was singing. Now all the Moslems and Bahá’ís singing the same song. They were united in song, the Bahá’í song which Mona was singing. All were full of sorrow and sadness. She died at 17 years of age, but her spirit and how she died, I will never forget. I hoped that the other people that saw this would never forget. Any human being should be ashamed to kill innocent people for their beliefs or for the beliefs of their parents.
“Many other Persian girls and boys have been killed by the Islamic Revolution Court and their only crime was that they were Bahá’í. What could they do; as their parents were Bahá’í so they were Bahá’í also. Some of them were my students. Why should I teach them to be killed by the Islamic court? My work was a useless work. I became very depressed and could not teach anymore.”
Djalal, my friend who was telling this story, looked in my eyes.
His eyes were red because he cried so much for his students who were killed. I could feel the warm tears on my face as well. He said, “What can we do? Only cry for this cruelty?” Should we just sit and look at what the cruel people do as they misuse religion and humanity to kill in the name of God the innocent boys and girls, our students? I thought God gave us a heart full of His love so that we could love and understand each other and each other’s children. But these cruel people do not use even their simple understanding for the other people and in the name of God they kill children of God. And they claim that they believe in God.

 Djalal could not teach in the schools of Iran anymore and he was so sad that I was worried he would soon loose his mind. He said, “How can I be in the class and see the children whom I should teach? The faces of other students who were killed are in front of me and I see in each of the other students, the face of Mona. I cannot teach anymore and see the innocent children who could also be killed by the Islamic Court”.Djalal left me that day. I was always looking for him and I went many times to his house to visit him. The last time that I saw him he was very depressed and his hair had turned white during those years. When I rang his bell, his daughter opened the door. I saw her face, an Iranian girl with the same eyes and face as Mona. I saw in her face the face of Mona. The girl invited me into the house and to her father’s room. Djalal was reading a book. He saw me and stood up to shake my hand. “You see, Amir, my girl. I saw always the face of Mona in her face. Maybe the same situation will happen to my daughter one day and they will kill her as they killed Mona.”Djalal; we should work for a goal as Mona worked for a goal. We should work so that our children will have a nice free country, and we should work against this cruelty. I know that maybe they will kill us too, but we must not give up and must try. Freedom has its cost and Mona paid that cost for us. Look at history; many people have been killed because they wanted justice, but they did not give up, they followed their ways without fear or doubt. I know that many young people have been killed, but one day our children will enjoy this freedom. Mona did her part, and we must do our part too.I think, Djalal, you have been right. And I know that it is very hard for you to see all these cruel things. But we should give the message of Mona to the whole world because they have to know what has happened. The Iranian organizations, which call themselves organizations for humanity and human rights, should understand what they have done to the young and innocence in the Name of God. I hope that one day the message of Mona will reach the people who have God in their hearts and are willing to listen to the words of God.

The people who can open their hearts to God, and who are pure, will listen.I am not a Baha’i ,but I borrowed money to one of my best Moslem friend and in response of my help he wrote to the government of Iran that I am a Baha’i so I have been persecuted as a Baha’i and my jobs and other belonging have been taken from me. My sister who was married to a Baha’i told me come t here and you will have jobs and everything. She has told me this for many years and I have sent her money to buy for me houses in the USA. Her husband who is a Baha’i wrote to me, too… Come here and everything will be OK. He thought I cannot come here and Iranian government will kill me as a Baha’i, he hoped. Or I cannot come to the USA. As I was here he told me per telephone “do not come to us if you come I will call the police” So you can see the Moslem friends, Baha’i family and government were not nice to me.Please help me in this regard that at least the other people should not make the same mistake that I did. You know Mona is killed with nine other nice young women and girl in Shiraz as a Bahai and other Bahai in Tehran robbed my friend who was sent out of work, because his mother was Bahai. As he was sent out of the work, his cousin from his mother side who was Bahai and his wife were very nice to him and helped him a lot and give him a room in their house to stay there. They were so nice to him, that he believed that they are the best friends in the world for him and God sent them from the sky to be with him and support him. So he trusted them, but they robbed him and now they were indifferent and cruel to him. So some Bahai will be so nice and go with laugh and singing to the death place, because of love to their God and prophet and the other with the name of Bahai rob the people who trusted them as good Bahai, with other word they make a good business with the name of Bahai, some people are killed and they make money with their killing. You see the human being are so cruel even in the hard time, they do not care and just think about themselves and if they were nice to my friend, that was just because they planed to rob him. The blood of Bahai who are killed for the unity of mankind is wasted, because the other or some Bahai people they are as bad as the other people.  I cannot imagine how a Bahai can rob his cousin who lost all his capital for the Bahai faith and is refugee to them and they do the same thing that the Moslem friend or the Islamic government did to him.   

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