Let's Pray we don't even Have a Grave in this World

Navideshahed: Haj Ahmad had lied down on a ground that had been surrounded with reeds. Those divers who had black uniforms had gathered around him. Someone was combing his hair and the other was removing dusts from his lips. It was a scene that will never be forgotten by me. We were getting prepared for the military operation. Everyone was doing something. We were taking off our clothes and instead wearing the diving uniforms. Laughing at it, the Comrades called it wedding suit.

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دوشنبه - ۲۱ مرداد ۲۰۱۲ / 2012 21 May

Haj Ahmad Amini (the first commander of Divers Battalion of the Army 41 of Sarallah) had lied down on a ground that had been surrounded with reeds. Those divers who had black uniforms had gathered around him. Someone was combing his hair and the other was removing dusts from his lips. It was a scene that will never be forgotten by me. A drop of tear could be seen in the eyes of Haj Ahmad.

One of the comrades said: “Haji, which part of your body do you like to be shot?”?

Haj Ahmad without saying anything put his hand on his forehead and when we looked at him to get our reply, he said: “I would like to lose one part of my body tonight. Imam Hussein was beheaded in this way. So I would like to lose this part of my head in this way.”?

After that he looked at us and he said: “Dear comrades you should pray that God to take one part of your body, no problem if you loose your hand, foot or head, lets pray that our bodies to be taken with the River’s waters so that we won’t have even a grave in this world.”?

At that night everyone liked to be martyred. In fact dieing was something easy for us. We liked to die with courage and greatness. Haj Ahmad reached his ambition. The mortar quiver hit his head. The same place where he had had pointed to a day before that.

The End

Haj Ahmad Amini (the first commander of Divers Battalion of the Army 41 of Sarallah) had lied down on a ground that had been surrounded with reeds. Those divers who had black uniforms had gathered around him. Someone was combing his hair and the other was removing dusts from his lips. It was a scene that will never be forgotten by me. A drop of tear could be seen in the eyes of Haj Ahmad. One of the comrades said: “Haji, which part of your body do you like to be shot?”? Haj Ahmad without saying anything put his hand on his forehead and when we looked at him to get our reply, he said: “I would like to lose one part of my body tonight. Imam Hussein was beheaded in this way. So I would like to lose this part of my head in this way.”? After that he looked at us and he said: “Dear comrades you should pray that God to take one part of your body, no problem if you loose your hand, foot or head, lets pray that our bodies to be taken with the River’s waters so that we won’t have even a grave in this world.”? At that night everyone liked to be martyred. In fact dieing was something easy for us. We liked to die with courage and greatness. Haj Ahmad reached his ambition. The mortar quiver hit his head. The same place where he had had pointed to a day before that. The End