Why did Mujahedin-e Khalq Organization Kill My Son?
On the occasion of the Human Rights Day, Fatemah Fashahi, addressed High Commissioner for Human Rights, Zeid Ra’ad Al Hussein, in a letter in which she asked why the terrorist cult of Mujahedin-e Khalq Organization killed her only son on the day she had made a proposal to a girl to marry her son?
Following is the letter.
I, Fatemeh Fashahi, have been working for the education of children to foster a generation with human teachings and values so that they can consolidate the foundations of a peaceful life and friendship in human society.
I had three children; two daughters and one son. My daughters were married, and my son, Massoud lived with me. His father had died several years before. Massoud went to military service when he finished high school. At that time, one of my friends introduced a girl to get married with Massoud. First, I hesitated to make a proposal. Finally, following my friend’s insistence, I went to see the girl.
When we were crossing the Seyed Khandan Bridge, we heard that somebody was assassinated in Palizi Street. I suggested that my friend and I go to see what had happened. She did not let me go and we went to see the girl and we started the introductory talks. My son was supposed to see the girl on another day and we did not know that the person who had been assassinated was no one but Massoud. I wanted to see my son and family’s happiness but evil hands and evil intentions turned our joy into an eternal agony in a painful catastrophe
Masoud did not come home that night and I still did not know what had happened. I am a teacher. The next day, when I came back from class, he had not come back home. I was worried. In the evening, one of his close friends appeared, saying Massoud had had an accident. I was always worried about him. Because he was my only son and his father had died so many years before and Massoud was my only hope in life. He was known to everyone in the neighborhood because he was very active in helping the needy. It was said that he was at the hospital. I wanted to visit him, but others did not let me. I was told to ask one of my relatives. My brother-in-law went to the hospital and when he returned, I realized that I had lost my son. I was prevented from seeing his body, because no one wanted me to feel bad.
He was buried on 8 October 1981. I saw he was being buried in despair. How can I continue my life? I gave all my assets to my relatives. I thought that I would not live after my son, and did not need the house and the furniture. Time and life had stopped for me.
I was contacted four years later and I was informed that the terrorists had been arrested. They were three people named Mohammad Mohammadi alias Shirzad, Siamak Saidpour alias Asghar, and Nasser Nayeri. One of them, who had shot my son most, had committed suicide with cyanide in another operation. I went to see the two other terrorists. They said, “We were ordered to assassinate a shopkeeper. He was not there and we informed our commander. He ordered us to assassinate anyone we could. We saw a cyclist and followed him. Then we shot him three times. Nasser got off and shot him dead.”
The terrorists cried and said they had followed the supreme command. I was sitting in front of those whom I always wanted to see and ask why they had killed my son. And they had no answer other than tears. Seeing their repentance and regret, I found them victims of evil and terrorist intentions and I refused to take revenge. I said that I had suffered enough and that I did not want to see another mother suffer from losing her son. His mother was not guilty. I could not cope with the cries of that boy. And then I felt good. It was as if something had blocked my throat and now I could breathe more easily. Revenge is bitter and detrimental to human beings. Both the loss of my son and the sense of revenge would destroy me from the inside. If I had not forgiven them, my nightmares might have increased. I forgave them to stop the cycle of violence.
My son has not been with me for 36 years. His photo is still hung on the wall and I always look at it. I still suffer from his loss and I think I will suffer as long as I am alive. And the question which keeps annoying me is why the terrorist cult of Mujahedin-e Khalq Organization killed my son.
We hope that the international human rights system may provide a mechanism for answering these questions, which will provide a way to strengthen and promote human rights in the world. It would be remedy to the grievances of thousands of mothers around the world.