53rd day of Hunger Strike, women talk of 1000 heroes ...

This clip was taken on the 53rd day of Hunger strike by Ashraf Hostages.! We have to imagine the sort of pressure inflicted on these hostages who have already been tortured!

Les héros enchaînés-1

Recherches sur les prisons du régime des mollahs

Ces recherches ont été effectuée de 1996 à 2001 auprès des familles des exécutés politiques et sur la situation dans les prisons en Iran par l'organisation des Moudjahidine du peuple (OMPI).

Viol

Dans les prisons du régime iranien, il y a eu de nombreux cas de viol de jeunes filles et de femmes en particulier au cours des interrogatoires. Elaheh Daknama, une lycéenne sympathisante des Moudjahidine, arrêtée à Chiraz, a été violée durant sa détention. Après son exécution, quand sa famille a récupéré ses affaires, elle avait écrit sur ses vêtements qu’elle avait été violée à sept reprises.

En plus

Devestating condition of women in Iran under Mullahs!

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Part 2; My arrest!

It was the ceremony for recent martyrs that we had planned to read the press releases of the Organization and then chant “Down with Khomeini, Hail to Rajavi” and leave the scene immediately as to avoid arrest.

This was my first task and I must admit I was very much anxious as not to give away that I was to do something unprecedented till the day “break the Taboo of the big Supreme Leader who was supposed to be admired by all and whose image was supposed to have come from heaven".
It was exactly like a military operation – not that I was armed in anyway – only that the whole anxiety, the dangers surrounding it was immense and I remember my heart thumping as the thought of my capture and consequence torture occurred in my mind.
It took a few minutes for me to organize my self and resolve my will and take my next steps.
The objective was to break the taboo of fear and terror established by Khomeini only 6 months passing the 1979 uprising.

While I was reviewing my thoughts and my plans as I got close to Sussans house I realized the situation was far more than normal.
There were unusual traffic of cars and plain clothes men around the area.

It was not long that I realized I was in a trap.

I had already prepared myself for this and new what to say if stopped by a Guard.

When I reached the opening of the alley, just a few yards away from Susan’s house, suddenly a plain clothed Guard came out of no where:

“Give me your bag” he said.
I replied casually “Why?”.
He said “we
are suspicious of you”.
“Of course there you are” I replied calmly and
casually and gave him the bag.

While he was searching the bag I swallowed the statement I was carry.
It was a big lump and was not so easy to swallow and tears gathered in my eyes as I was pretending that I was only observing the guard.

In no time a swarm of Guards surrounded me and insisted that I should go with them to the Station.
I did not want to go with them since that would mean death, so I begun howling and screaming for help.

All my efforts finally attracted the neighbors and people were drawn to our spot.

One neighbor peeped out and shouted at the RGC saying that they had not right to take me away and another came up and kept explaining to the guards that she knew me from before and that I had done nothing wrong.

I used the space provided and asked her for a glass of water- to wash away the piece of paper stuck in my throat.

While he guards were explaining to the crowd a heavy built one grabbed my arms and tried to push me into a car that had driven next to us.

I shouted and pushed him away and this brought much reaction in the crowed.
People begun mediating and asking for my release.
Suddenly the guards’ opened fire and the next I knew I was pushed into the car and surrounded by heavy built Guards who were at the same time grabbing me to the seat.

The situation was extremely antagonizing, I started kicking to get some space or even try to open the car door to jump outside, but this was met with harsher reaction:

One guard stuck me in the face and pushed his elbow into my throat as to nearly suffocate me. In order to gasp for air, I bit his arm with all the strength left in me and this gave me some room. His outcry ande momentarily release of my throat gave me a few seconds to take a look at where we were going; I recognized Farhang square.

I thought to myself “ It may be the last time I am seeing these places and the people on the streets”…

To be Continued ...

Esha Momeni interviewed after being released;

Esha Momeni, Cal State Northridge grad student formerly imprisoned in Iran, returned to Los Angeles Aug. 11, 2009. Here Ashley Gordon of the Daily Sundial interviews her about her initial arrest and imprisonment in Tehran for studying the women's rights movement.



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