Memoirs

I attended first grade in Aran and Bidgol. My father was a cleric. In 1355 [1976], he decided to move […]

At the beginning of the year sixty-seven [1988], we started by losing Faw. I, along with several of my fellow

The children of the demolition battalion, those who survived the war, gather from time to time on various occasions. About

About seven years ago, I went to the office of a lawyer for legal advice. He was about seventy years

My father is a cleric. About forty years ago, a few streets above where our house was, there was a

In the morning of the year 1364 [1985], I left the house to buy some Barbari bread. I noticed that

One of my close friends is the brother of two martyrs. This summer, I was making my ablutions in the

I learned to swim with a lot of practice in the Karun River. Later, the demolition unit sent us to

Fifteen years ago, I used to purchase goods from a factory owned by a man named Haj Taghi. One afternoon,

During the times when I returned to the city on leave from the front, one of the places I frequently