 Born again
Story of an MKO member: Part one
By Sepideh
October 16, 2003
The Iranian
I was born into a religius
family in the siuthem part of the city of Qazvin. After
the victory of the revolution in 1979, my elder brother, an
Air Force officar, quit his job . My other brother Ali became
a supporter of MKO in 1988 , for which he was executed. Before
his execution he was in charge of the Organization's Labor
Division. My father died of a heart attack after my brother's
execution.
My
mother and I were arrested in a protest demonstration staged in
front of the UN office in Tehran .The demonstration was orderad
by the MKO. Because of Ali's membership, I became familiar
with the Organization. When I was arrested for the second time
in 1983, my dedication to the Organization grew even stronger.
In
1985, under the authority of Mohammad M, an
active MKO member Qazvin, I was engrossed in propagating
against the government and conveying Qazvin's news abroad. From
then on, once or twice a year I would sneak into Iraq through
the bordes of Piranshahr, Baneh , Meekus, Tabarshekan,
Ghasem Arash, Canigooz, Armardeh and other places to join
the Liberation Army.
My
love for the MKO went back to my teenage yeers. I adored Masoud
Rajavi so maach so that I would have worshipped him instead of
God, if it were not for the slight fear of God that I
felt. And I wonder why I didn't do so. I was so inexperiencet and
short-sighted that even the simplest policies adopted by the
Organization appeared incomprehensible to me.
However, I tried
hard to defend it from charges people would raise against it
and the negative opinions they had of it. My love for Rajavi
didn't abate. Rather it intensifiad to an extent that I wouldn't
refuse
to participate in any political activity or propaganda campaign
against the regime just so that I could join the Liberation Army.
When Iran accepted the UN Rsolution 598 and the
ceas-fire went in to effect in 1988 along the Iran-Iraq
borders, I tried to sneak out
of Iran for the fifth time but I was unsuccessful. A week later
Operation Eternal Brightness was launched. It was a
millitary operation wherein
MKO members in collaboration with Iraqi forces attacked Iran.
In 1988, after all my means of communication with
the Organization had been cut off, I set up and undercover association under
the name of Resa. The association was involved in
supporting human rights. I used to provide, reproduce and distribute
commuiques concerning human rights in Iran. Because of these
activities, my mother and I were arested in 1988.
After we
were released, I continued my anti-regime activities . I strove
hard to introduce MKO as the only alternative and the most suitable
and democratic opposition force. My attempts were futile and
people were not attracted to the Organization . I attributed
this to their ignorance and lack of information.
Joining the
MKO and the Liberation Army through guidelines aired by Mojahedin
Radio was my lifelong ambition . Others felt the same. My only
desire in life was to support Rajavi. In 1991, my association
with the families of political prisoners such as the Jabaris,
Nematis, Zarafshans and Rahimis grew even stronger.
After some
time,
a friend who had gone to Turky managed to reconnect me to the
Organization through its agents there. From then on, I became
involved in smuggling MKO followers via Turkey out of
Iran under the command of Commander Fariba. My radio codes were
Toofan-e-Panjaah (Storm 50), Hamed 147 and Hamed 71. For security
purposes, I have avoided naming the members in Iran who used
to communicate with me.
In
1993, based on information coming from members within Iran,
we discovered thet since MKO memmbers in Ankara hadn't obeyed
security measures, the regime had penetrated our communication
network. Fortunately, I managed to convince the MKO to let
me go to stay in the base for a month.
In june 1993, with
the help and company of Yaghob, who was in charge of the Istanbul
base, and Asghar F., a supporter who wanted to join the
Liberation Army, we went to Ankara. There Mojtaba R. and
Ismail joined us. We all went to Adena.
I phoned
Commander Fariba and she told me to call Tehran and tell my
family that
I had joined the Liberation Army. She told me to ask my family
to tell any freind who asked about me that I joined the Liberation
Army. I was shocked at her orders. I told her that my phone
was tapped, and if I should go to Iran, I wouldn't be able
to live
there anymore.
Commander Fariba told me I must discard such
mentalities. I did what she had ordered. My devotion to Brother
Rajavi was
above everything. Moreover, I adored him to such an extent
that I repeatedly said all Iranians should sacrifice themselves
for
his sake.
Rajavimania and my immense adulation for him deprived
me of all logic and reason. I was still unaware of what
the Organization was up to. I was so immersed in the MKO that
they could
play with
me. They look unfair advantage of my unquestioning devotion
to get what they wanted from me. In fact the MKO was stringing
me along.
In late may, 1993 I managed to go to Baghdad.
It
look
me
two days to enter Sardar Base, the Organization's reception
center >>> Part
2
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