Our children with the moth shut, cry in Greece, and the human right is quite or shut upped?

Our children with the moth shut, cry in Greece, and the human right is quite or shut upped?

  

In the time that our country or the whole Middle Eastern countries are in trouble and our people are confused and spread all over the world, in our countries they have difficulties and in other countries, they have also difficulties and they do not know where should they go?  In our countries, they have problems, because they think differently and in other countries, they have problems because they are from Middle East. In which country they should go. The very intelligent and rich people from our countries are well come some how, but we the middle class people have always problems in other countries. They people they do not want us and they think, we are second class people, they just look to our muscles and if we are strong, we will accepted as a physical workers, if not we should be reserves until they got some American born ones. Or we should have our own business so they can tax us more than we make and robe us our down payment and force us to bankruptcy. Not us even their own middle class have the same problems, they should move to poor class.  The whole system in the world and administrations are useless and just they are paid to be there. Our children of Iran in Greece what the minimum life, they want to work study and live there. And they will deny, so they must shut the mouths. Do you how difficult is to shut your own mouths. Can you imagine how difficult is to shut the mouths.  They did because they have no other choice.  Some people get angry with religions, some with Islam, and some with other people or clergies. Some change their religion to other religions, some use drug, some takes bribes and play cruel and indifferent people, so the whole society is confused and lost? Why?  These young people, who shut their mouths, have mothers and fathers, relatives in home land and they are worried about them. Can you imagine how hard is for a father or mother to hear their children shut their mouths?  

 

After many years that I worked in other counties I went back to my country and my old class mates from elementary school and high school or university invited me in their houses. One day they told me that Korush had a gathering in remembrance of his mother and he asked us to invite you, too.  Most of his friends from school or university came there. His mother was a high school teacher for the English language who was working in the high school in Tehran at that time. She was a very nice friendly woman and liked the friends of his sons like her own sons. When ever I went to their house, for learning or for feasts, she was very nice to me and kept me also for dinner. She helped me also with my questions about the English language.

 

All her students love her like a good mother, she gave good lessons and the children were very satisfied with her, so that interest or love made her principal very jealous also. As, her female students always admired her. Sorrowfully even in giving good lesson is a problem, too.  Even in teaching, the people are jealous and cannot see other teacher can teach better than them? My mother was also a teacher, but not a English language teacher so both of us had a teacher at home. Our mothers were also Bahai and our fathers were Moslems.  They took us sometime to the Bahai gathering without saying to our father, and we secretly went with our mothers to the Bahai feasts.  We went there, because we wanted to see each other, but none of us had the permission from the fathers to go to the Friday Bahai classes. Our fathers were against that very seriously.  In the time that I was sitting in the Korush, house and thinking about the past and his mother, I remembered I went to see Korush and learn together. He had gone for shopping and his mother invited me to the house. She brought for me tea and candy and told me that her son likes me very much and he is very satisfied and proud to be my friend. I said that I have the same feeling for him also. Your family is very nice and friendly. She said he told her, that Sasan is a very nice and mature person and he feels very deep. She continued he said also in this world which is useless and the people have no feeling, to have a good friend is very valuable. I hope you will be good friend with each other as he is like you, too. I hope you will be good brothers or like good brothers or friends to each other for ever; because

none of you have other brother, I hope you will be good brothers or good friends to each other.. So you can be good partners for each other. She said in the time I discussed with my husband about religion, he could not understand why we are discussing and he does not know why we do this.

 

She continued one day my husband was very angry about my religion and said you have to change to Islam and you will destroy my son and yourself with this Bahai religion. He continued that in Iran always the Bahais were in a dangerous situation and the prodigious people always want to destroy this religion and kill all people with the name of that religion and or the government to satisfy the ignorant people will kill them one time. As they killed thirty thousand of them in the Nasereddin Shah, time and even they killed their leaders.  Why you do not say that you are Moslem and have mercy about yourself and my son? You can keep your religion in your heart and secret. But you do not need to say that you are Bahai. I told him, we cannot deny our religion. The Moslems can deny their religions if they are in dangerous situation, but we are not allowed to do that. How can I deny that the twelfth Imam did not come? I know that he came and had been executed in Tabriz. You say that he did not come and we should wait?  How long and why, if we know he had come?  The father got very angry, because he could not understand why in Islam they could deny, and we as Bahai cannot deny the facts.

 

He went to the North of Iran and he was very angry and let us alone. In that time Iran was like a hell, and there was no law and or regulation. My husband let me and my three years old son alone and had gone to the North of Iran. He was from the North and went to his family there. We afraid a lot of the thieves, or of the people ,who were very fundamental Moslems. The Moslems kids through stones to our house, many time they break our window glasses and they also through different colors especially red color to our gate, doors and windows or walls or they through also shits on our entrance door. The clergy man of the mosque always encourage them to attack our house and he told them that the Bahais are none believers and they do not have Holley books from God like Bible or Quran.  You can kill them and you will go to paradise. For this negative advertisement against us, we were always in trouble.  Some times the students that I gave them lesson came and discussed with the other children and said to them that you should not bother our Lady teacher at all, the teacher is like mother of us and the God will not forgive you. Ali told I will be salve of a person who teaches me one word. The teacher should be respected totally.  I think if my students did not speak with them and did not supported us, they had already killed us. One day I went to the police station and have spoken with the head of the police station , he was a major, I told him that the people are angry about our religion and the Mullah of the Mosque train them to bother us.  They through stone to our house and… he said that is your fault, you are middle class people and are staying in a poor Moslem area and you are richer of them and the Mullah is jealous about you and train or encourage the people to bother you, in the hope you go from here and they can get your house or you furniture, and you expect they should love you. If you are clever, say that you are Moslem and you are like them, just like the Moslem who say they are not Moslem in the time they are in a bad situation.  You do the same as the Moslem do.  Deny your religion. I said, but in our religion, we are not allowed to deny.

 

My husband said also the same thing and he thinks we are crazy by not deny our religion in a hard and dangerous situation.  He said at least write on the papers that you are Moslem and keep your believe and coming the 12th Imam in your heart. So in this way you will save the life of my boy and yourself. I said we are commanded or instructed not to deny, even if they kill us, we should say the truth.  Yes the truth in your mind. There is a lot of truth. That is the finger of foreign policy in your religion and they say that the Bahais should not deny, so they will be killed by idiots Moslem and they can use it that our people are not civilized.  They want their own benefits and they do not car about us. As you say if both religion Bahai and Islam are from the God, why in one of them the deny is OK and in other one it is not OK. The Bahais say that Islam is a truth religion and Mohammad is coming from God. Why the instruction of God is paradoxes? In one you can deny in other one you cannot? The father of Korush said that is not logical but his mother cried and said, that is the God instruction and they can be changed with the current culture and civilization?

 

Mrs. Dorudi continued that night I got a very bad fever and could not stand up and I got a very high fever and said crazy words to the son. He was sitting near me. He was only three years old and looked at me very concerned and said, O mother do not be sick and do not die and never did my mother. If you are sick I am sick, too and if you die I will die, too. We were in that black night and alone without any person close to us and I was really badly sick. In that time there was no telephone, so I or Korush could call our family, my father or mother. We were in a district of poor Moslem, and most people did not like us. The thieves misused the darkness of night and came always in the Middle of night to steal.  They were poor thief and they had a bar of iron with a very sharp end and they made a whole in the wall of houses and came in through that hole to take some small material like messing pot or so. I tried to stand up and got a taxi or horse wagon and go to my father’s house, but I could not. Korush could not do alone; if it was day was may be more possible. It was a terrible night. The whole night the little boy was sitting next to me in my bed and said o mother get better quickly, if you are sick I am sick, too and if you die I will die also. I was seeing pictures and could not think properly, I thought that everything is turning around me and my husband Nezameddin is coming home.  In that time it was not Penicillin invented or there was not antibiotic and high fever was very dangerous and many people have died, because there were not antibiotics. I was very happy as I saw he is there. He said Mahshid I will change to Bahai, so I will be always with you. I told him that is my wish that you get Bahai.  Nezam told me but that was my wish too, that you get at least on the paper Moslem so we will have not at least this problem in our life. Yesterday the Mullah cut my way and told me, you are a Moslem and a Seyed why you do not divorce your Bahai wife? We will get you a nice Moslem wife here.  Mullah told me that a Moslem man is not allowed to marry a Bahai wife and live with her, they are out of religion and they do not have a holly book. In that situation I knew why Nezam was so upset that day.

 

The whole night we could not sleep, he brought for me traditional medicine that I prepared before and I drunk them, he take care so good of me. It was near morning that I got wet and get a little bit better. Korush was so happy. I got up about 10 O’clock from the bed and prepared a chicken that I bought the day before. In that time you bought the chicken with fader and they did not clean like today and that time there was also no refrigerator and the people should buy every day food from the shop. I prepared the lunch with the chicken. He said now you get OK , I am OK, too. He was so happy and luckily that night no thief came to our house no people have disturbed us. He thought because he prayed and take care of me and did not sleep, I got better. He told me many times that night if you are sick, I am sick and if you die I will die, too.  Now Korush came in and he was at that time fourteen years old and saw that we both are crying, he told mammy what did you say to Sasan that he and you are crying?  You can tell a lot of sad story. She said I told him the story at that nigh, that we were in Salsabil Ghasr Dasht and your father had gone to North. I said I am also crying for myself that my mother had similar problem with my father as your mother had.  I was thinking about the past that the beautiful young daughter of Korush came to me and told me, Uncle Sasan, I brought fresh tea for you. I came from fourty years ago back to the present time and saw that the nice girl with laugh is offering me tea for the remembrance of her grand mother. The girl was very similar to the grand mother, she was may be eighteen years old. A few minute later Korush came also to me and said, I saw you were dreaming of past and did not want to disturb you. It was hard time and we are bothered always by our Moslem friends, because we had Bahai mother and the Bahai did not give us any credits, too because we were also not Bahais.  Their children were not so cruel to us, but they did not like us either. Remember that in the summer holidays we went all together to the Golab dareh in Shimiran and we played the whole days there. In that time Shimiran was very quite and full of garden and nice places. Or we went to cinema Bahar of Tajrish and see nice American movie in English and with subtitle in Persian and eat seeds?  Sometimes they show also Iranian movies, in the hell or a party in hell with Rofia, like Sofia. The beautiful Bahai artist women.  After that we went to the Tochal Kebabs and east kebab. There was not so many people like now and not so many cars or private cars, only very rich people had cars.

 

Shimiran had a lot of nice big gardens with mud wall and our friends who had garden invited us to go there and eat fresh fruits and seeds, or nuts. It was a nice time. We stayed in front of Kutsch Assadi and some times came a bus from Tehran and we wave our hands to the passengers and they waved back. There was there such a nice weather and cold clean air. So as in the South of Tehran we have so much trouble with the Moslems so we left our own house in Tehran and came to Shimiran to rent a house.  In that time the land was very cheap in Shimiran I think one square meter about one Toman. But our mothers were have so many trouble of the house and land or real state, that they were not willing to buy anything any more. I told my mother the garden opposite our house is for sell, with the money you have buy it. She said, she prefer to put her money in the bank, it is safe and if I buy that big garden, every day the thieves will come into it and will take our furniture, or Our messing pot or our carpets. As our fathers died, how can our mother manage a big garden alone? In Iran generally the husbands are 10 to 15 years older than wives, so they die earlier. If our mothers had bought that garden at that time, for one Toman per square meter, now it was 10 million Toman per meter.  I told Korush this and he said the new government may be would take it and we had nothing again.

 

The old friends and the relatives were gathering that night and we have spoken about past. The bad and good thinks came to our minds. So the time passed so quickly and from that time over 70 years had passed.  The picture of Korush’s mother was in a corner. In that picture she was 30 years old. Korush told me that his mother gave this picture to him and said that is my remembrance and in the time I am not here, look at it and see how fast the time is passing.  Now I see, we cannot live in Iran any more, because our mothers were Bahais.  We have to come in the time we were over fifty out of the country and we could not find a reliable work here. But our children have good education here. My friend told this story to me and I wrote it down. Now I am thinking, our children came here and are successful, and may be not satisfied, but if they were in Iran, they could not study and if they came out of the county, they had to close the mouth and could not eat or drink. If we were united, we could have a much better country and our children could get support and they did not need to close their mouths.   One of our friends Amir opened a boarding school here in the hope that he can the children of Iran. To have a house of Iran in the USA,  the little Iran in Orlando, Florida, USA.  I hope his love and activity will not considered as commercial activities as the jealous people say?  Viva Iran. And I hope we will not be indifferent to each other any more. Our children of Iran are our children. Iran is the human of Iran and not the land and soil only?

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