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Publish Date: 17 December 2007 - 03:53
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Memorial List of Martyr Mohammad Boroujerdi The Man Who Smiled at Martyrdom The Champion of Gentility and Placidly The Man Who Smiled the Martyrdom In 1954, he was born in a village of Boroujerd county and destiny brought the most beautiful fate to him. His father died when he was six years old. After the death of his father, he inevitably went to Tehran with his mother, sisters and brothers and rent a house in a place in south of Tehran and inhabited there. As a child, Mohammad started working for survival and simultaneously, he finished the primary school. His painstaking mother with five children hired an old house full of tenants in Mowlavi Street in Tehran and the whole family worked to live safe, sisters and mother at home and brothers in a shop located in Shemiran Turn. Mohammad passed the hard life of childhood and began juvenile. At the same time by beginning the adolescent, he acquainted with Rohaniat Mobarez (combatant spirituals) and at their beatitude presence, he learned about fundamental thoughts of pure Mohammadi Islam. He familiarized with ideas and thoughts of great leader of Islamic Revolution by this revolutionary Rohaniat Mobarez and saturated from this fountain and used all his power to combat against cruel Shah’s regime. His efforts and attempts by the aid of his friends and companions had a result and organized. The output was a group named, Saf, monotheistic group. The activities of this forum included political, religious and military classes. In addition, their challenges against traitor Shah, was other activities which formed gradually. Mohammad invited to do military service after a year. He who had no bond to Shahanshahi Army Forces ,escaped from doing service and intended to go to Iraq to see his leader Imam (Rah) whom was arrested and brought back to Tehran to do compulsory duty service. After spending two years of military service and bearing silence, he started his political challenges again. Having relations with cultural organizations for sometime, he began to publish,multiplicative and distribute Imam’s (Rah) announcements. He spread the declarations of Imam (Rah) which were printed in a large number and distributed around Tehran and the whole country by others. In 1975, detained by the officers of Shah’s regime and was in jail for a while. He married when he was 17, the marriage ceremony carried out with simplicity and sincerity, in a simple room with some of his relatives. Two children named Hossein and Somayeh were derived from this marriage. After the massacre of 9th of January in Qom, Mohammad started military activities. Some of these operations were the explosion of Khan Salar restaurant (American spies casino), burst in a bus carrying Americans in Lavizan, disarmament of police station, blowup in juvenile palace power plant in Shush district, participating in capturing the Jamshidieh barrack and radio and television organization and injured in foot in the final operation mentioned. By joining the group ‘Tohidi Saf’ to the other six groups, new organization called Islamic Republic of Mojahedin Organization created. When Imam (Rah) came to Islamic country, he accompanied by brother Rafighdost undertook the safety of Imam. In February 1, Mohammad, as the commander of group, wore the spiritual clothes and hide the weapon under it and entered the airport. After Imam (Rah) came in, he was responsible for keeping him safe in Alavi School and never ignored it. After the victory of Islamic Revolution, Brujerdi founded the Revolutionary Guard and Hojat Islam Rafsanjani became the president of it. While the Guard was constituted, he worked as one of deputies of Valiasr (AJ) Barrack. He was in Mahabad during the riots and directed the Kurdistan operations as the commanding officer and controlled all the irrational movements of enemy. After the historical message of Imam (Rah) in 16th of August 1978 by assistance of Islam warriors and many devotions, anti revolutions were squeezed out. Then he was appointed as a commander of operations in west of the country and continued sweeping the Kurdistan zone. By forming the ‘Pishmargan Mosalman Kurd’ organization and proposing it in Guard Supreme Council and approving it, he with two members of revolutionary council, oppressed martyr Ayatollah Beheshti and Hojat Islam Hashemi Rafsanjani took the responsibility of it. When the Revolutionary Guard became zonal in the country, he was chosen as the commander of zone seven in Guards included provinces: Hamedan, Bakhtaran, Kurdistan and Ilam. Then he suggested to arrange Hamza Sayed Alshohada headquarter ,but when it was established, he didn’t accept leading it and appointed as the deputy of the headquarter with a lot of insistence. One of Mohammad’s initiatives was to make special martyrs brigade. Boroujerdi assembled the first common country staff in Kurdistan and by coordinating Revolutionary Guards, army and gendarmerie to use all their power in one way and for one aim. Once he was the commander of zone seven and attended in western fronts of the country continuously, was captured by anti revolution and they requested high impositions for freeing him, but by the assistance of God and help of militants, he released safely. He was injured while fighting with anti revolution many times and was in hospital occasionally. On one occasion, the helicopter carrying him was hit by enemies’ bullets and fell down, but he had no injury in that crash either. A few days before martyrdom, Mohammad called his brothers in Tehran and asked them to bring his family to Urumieh. In Khordad 1983, they were deciding to provide a new emplacement for Shohada Brigade. He and five other went to see the place considered. Reaching Mahabad-Naghade crossing, they recommended Boroujerdi to stay there and the rest went to see the site, but he refused. His importunity, a car with a gun machine installed on its roof drove ahead with two brothers in them. It was about a kilometer bypath between junction and the specified place for the base. The time the car arrived there, about fifty meters away from the second car, an awful sound heard. The car jumped and all the passengers thrown out. Mohammad had been fallen some meters away from the car and when he martyred, a smile was on face yet the same as he was always, which was the sign of calm spirit and real believes in God. After martyrdom, the people of Sanandaj city took part in a glorious ceremony for his martyrdom .The body of martyr Mohammad Brujerdi transferred from oppressed Kurdistan to Tehran but his memories and remembrance will always be there. I knew martyr Boroujerdi from the early victory of revolution. I don’t exactly remember when. The mid 1978, revolutionary council ordered me to go to Guards and be in charge of there. I was commander in Guards center. Some of brothers there came to me and advised us to put martyr Boroujerdi there it seemed they meant the west of country. I agreed and martyr Brujerdi was departed there and form that time we were familiar with him. In two or three years, I don’t exactly remember, I was seeing martyr Brujerdi doing several different missions. He had a role in establishing Hamza headquarter. The late martyr Brujerdi was very dynamic in these fields. Once in 1980 or early 1981s, I went to west district .He was in Bakhtaran that time and I witnessed his works closely. I felt a great respect for martyr Boroujerdi. He is just thinking with gentility and placidly to do his duty well. Some did base upon their personal feelings, supported one who agreed with them and set against others who opposed them. But martyr Brujerdi was never comparable with them and because of that I liked him very much. I suppose his calm spirit and anti shrewish ness with his friends and his forgiveness and patience to people who were against him were signs of Gnostics spirit of martyr. Unfortunately, I didn’t have association to know of some details of his Gnostics spirits but the behavior displays the morality and ethics of people. In a private meeting between Ayatollah Meshkini and martyrs’ children, he felt sorrow and said: I knew martyr Boroujerdi years ago who devoted himself to Islam and was ready to work at any time even midnight and it wasn’t important for him … After his martyrdom, the brothers lost a commander, our nation missed a compassionate and good promise and our native Kurds deprived of a sincere friend. We aren’t sad of losing him. Whenever a great man leaves us, our food increases, our resolution becomes more consistent and following the Imam Hossein’s way of life more tightly and be decisive in what we have said to god. Mohammad was the bravest man among us in Kurdistan .His piety and believes in God calmed him. Bearing, patience, power and perseverance in him showed how zealot he was. I remember the time Imam (Rah) nominated Bazargan as the prime minister. I and Brujerdi were standing in Alavi School hall too. Hojat Islam Hashemi Rafsanjani read the Imam (Rah) statement. Imam also had sat there. Bazargan stood behind lectern and said:” Since Ayatollah Khomeini has offered me, I accept.” Brujerdi hit me and said:” What’s the matter?” I said:” you mean the words Bazargan used?” He said:” yes, I want to bite his neck with my teeth. All in the kafila say Imam Khomeini and he says Ayatollah Khomeini.” And then continued,”I and you must adopt Imam’s saint ship and know that he understands better than us.” I was extricated from prison in 1979. It was early Aban. I asked a question from martyr Eraghi whether he is familiar with the guys or not? He said:” Yes, come to my office tomorrow.” The office was in Khorasan Square, I saw a young blonde hair man, standing calm on a corner. He was introduced to me and I knew his name was Mohammad Brujerdi. He said “if you want to cooperate, you should give some weapons.” I had buried few arms in desert fortunately, which wasn’t found by regime and handed them to him. Then we met each other two to three times a week. I provided weapons few more times and remember once I had brought nine pistols and half a sack bullets from Kurdistan. I made an arrangement near his house. He wore a long coat with big pockets and placed all nine pistols in it and carried them by knapsack while going home. I was feared more than him but his believes were very strong, reading van yakad all the time. We had friend who was a soldier that had two to three days to finish military service. He had said Brujerdi that he was ready to place a bomb in an important headquarter. Brujerdi set it to explode next day and it operated on time. He prepared the works, called Paris and had asked Imam some questions. Imam had told him not to explode there since there might be some friends of revolution. He took the bomb by that soldier and later we understood if it was exploded, Kolahduz would have been martyred. Boroujerdi was one the followers of Imam (Rah) and religious individuals and from the beginning tried to have connection with religious combatants of Imam’s path. He had good association with religious leaders such as Hojat Islam Shahabadi, Hojat Islam Sadeghi Ardestani and also Haj Mehdi Eraghi and paid attention a lot to their advices. While working in Fajr Islam Cooperation, which was a cultural and advertising organization, he reasoned that military operation needed to overthrow the pagan Dom regime and permission should be received from Imam (Rah). In 1976, he and his friends went to Syria but wasn’t successful to get Iraq visa. He was inactive there and became familiar with men such as Imam Musa Sadr and martyr Mohammad Montazeri. He passed military traings and came back to Iran after two months. During that short time, few people were trained military procedures by him. When I called for the reason of his return, he said,” I didn’t want to involve in political plays of Marxism so returned Iran soon. We lived in west for a long time. His office was close to home so anytime he was wishing, he dropped in. however, and he didn’t come home earlier than three to four weeks, as if he was almost a stranger to his children. When I requested to stay home more and see us too, he replied:” You are always in my mind but the revolution liability is more important.” Once I heard Brujerdi was supposed to be the minister of Guard. I saw him in a meeting and said as a joke” God willing, you’re going to be the minister, aren’t you?” He smiled with the same sinless and thoughtful face of all time and said, "Why did you believe that? I’m a tailor’s prentice and ministering is none of my business.” Mohammad really loved serving people. In 1981, the terrors done by Hypocrites group became maximum. Hypocrites and anti revolution governed the city and had all facilities. Those days everybody was trying to do his works as soon as possible and be back in headquarters. In the morning, the staff personnel were doing their business. Brujerdi wanted to come out. I didn’t know what he was going to do in the city. Haj Agha? Where is the driver? He said:” Then I will get on the car in the street.” I continued “I couldn’t let him go without car and bodyguard.” It wasn’t a joke since he was the commander of Guard in Kurdistan. Many wanted to disturb him if there was an opportunity. I took the weapon with one of the guys and followed him. Brujerdi didn’t care. As he walked in street, said hello to people. He talked with people and listened to them while standing. People, everywhere, knew him very well. Anxiously we kept an eye on him and watched around. Worried in mind and thought of it’s time to shoot at him. With green military uniform, long beard and everlasting smile on his face, people had deep, lovely and elegant connection with him. Entered a shop and had a call. We were standing out on the other side of the street and watching him. Waiting for an event, the minutes passed slowly, any car went by the street we turned towards it and chased it. If we were suspicious about someone near him, concerning if he was one of the Hypocrites or not. When he came out of the shop, saw us standing on the other side of street and kept on looking at him, surprised. Walked towards us, while seemed to be angry for watching him. He asked:” What are you doing here? Did you follow me?” I said:” Well, we were worried about you, there might be a happening.” Said nothing. We went together to get on the car. The time car reached and we boarded, I took a relief breath, expelled the air in my lungs quietly and had a washy smile. One day, I and Boroujerdi were in the commander’s office and had a talk. After that accident, his leg was cast plastered. Those days were coincident to the martyrdom of Naser Kazemi. Mohammad had many memories of Naser. They often were together and also in some operations. That day we spoke about Naser and the memories of him again. Mohammad explained some of them and then I told my reminders with Naser. Both were thinking of Naser and that he left us alone. Mohammad, who never was sad, became sad after this news. He was smiling less and was silent. I said:” Were we ashamed of him? It’s very hard to have a separate place.” Boroujerdi told a short sentence later. “God promised Muslims, though be in trouble for a period, Moslem would be placed in heaven near other Moslems if died as a Moslem.” Then we became calm. I was fond of looking his face but I didn’t know if I was thinking about him or Naser. It seemed he wasn’t in this world. Gazing at a point and fixed on it for prolonged period of time. After a long silence, turned to me and said “I was thinking of the dream I had a few days ago.” Being curious about his dream, watched his face and said: We were in operations jointly, going ahead in a trench, I and Naser. The area was full of enemy’s fire. The mortar fragment rained everywhere. A curtain of bullet fire had covered the sky. I was looking at the sky astonishingly. Naser was running in trench ahead of me and I was following him. Suddenly, the ditch reached a high place. When Naser reached the altitude, he passed by agility. I tried to do the same but wasn’t successful. Standing down the hill desperately and looking at a point where Naser passed it a minute ago. I wondered how Naser elapsed. Thinking about it, I saw Naser returned. When I saw him, I excited and started with fervency again. I tried to catch him, but I couldn’t yet. Anytime I wanted to heave, I slipped and fell down. All of a sudden, I observed Naser’s hand towards me. He grabbed my hand and lifted me like leather. The bottom site was seen very dark and terrible. Thanking God I’m not there now, I was feeling light. When he explained his dream, the smile on his face was more visible. While thinking about that dream, turned to me and said: God willing, I also be martyred. His aspect was certain and determined. I was jealous of him as seeing the smile of satisfaction and happiness on his look. I’m writing this testament while I will depart Sanandaj tomorrow. Since I have taken part in many operations, it seemed necessary to write a testament although I was busy and it wasn’t important to me. But I don’t know why I would feel guilty if I didn’t write it. So I’m writing my testament for my family and friends. Since I have entered military and political activities for about six years and so I didn’t care my family especially my wife and children and felt bad about it and on the other hand I couldn’t persuade myself to quit my duty thus I apologize from all and ask for forgiving me for the duties I didn’t do. But I assure my family that I have never forgotten them and I’ve never disregarded about them but the obligations were more important. I ask my wife to bring up my kids well and make them compassionate about Islam. Although I’ve no property but my wife is the only one who has authority to use them. I request my brother Mohammad and Abdol Mohammad to take care of mother and sisters and call my wife to be patient and persistent and beg my mother to excuse me since she was disturbed very much from me and I didn’t have opportunity to look at her ask my brothers and sister whom knew me to requiescat me, maybe God neglect my faults because of the prayers of Muslims. I feel the effects of my mistakes and slips on myself. I request those who are guards and go to front and those know my life and contacted with me, if I bothered them, forgive me and if they know that I have disturbed someone go and gratify him and also never forget to resist since God helps patient people. In these historical conditions, community is obligated by God to support Islamic Revolution and we are taking a glorious exam. A lot of martyrs have written this on the walls and if we don’t resist as Imam said, the fulfillment of martyrs will be in danger although they had been welfare and this is we that are examined. In addition, by the experiences we have from the beginning of Islam that how Moslems diverted and they should never forget it. Concentration on the words of this God’s spirit very carefully, today the existence of Imam is a principal for us, his path is the welfare path and deviation from it results losing the world and futurity. I believe that to have knowledge about the factors that diverted the revolution from its original path and challenging it is much more susceptible and harder than combating with Sadam and America regime and recommend my brothers politically and religiously people who love the revolution to recognize the truthful forces of revolution and the divertive paths since this recognition of revolution has a vital importance. My testament, Mohammad Boroujerdi (father of Dareh Gorgi) after praising God and request for excuse whom all come back to him and best regards to Mohammad and his family and greeting to the whole martyrs of history. I remit from all my brothers associated with me and anyone who reads this testament ask to pardon me since I go from this unpleasant world with an empty sack and after me, my wife preside the family and my salary and inherits belongs to her except about 700 tomans which should be paid to my mother and if she dies, my younger brother, Abdol Mohammad, controls the children and I excuse everyone if I wasn’t good to family and remit from God and goodbye. Speak of hardliner and shower and sword Speak of a brave man, a lion Speak of an emerald, fighting of Boroujerdi As a bellflower, Brujerdi flickering A warrior called Mohammad whose love is verse A warrior as a lion comes from Dareh Gorgi A warrior such a Mohammad like a powerful lion A saint mother prayed in his ears In childhood, losing his father A fatherless, a disturbed spirit A pen, friend of me, my accompanied fellow In this whirls territory to the morning Speak about Mohammad Describe the secret of the great epic From whom his glorious name is Brujerdi Boroujerdi, whom his name destroys enemy Father wasn’t there to help family The home column will collapse There is no choice to stay in village Except to the hegira road To my trouble he beard Was hopeful about it To get piety from the habitant secrecy Become full of good features Knew the secrets of dangers Eraghi encountered Knew the secrets of surveillance Traveled to Lebanon and Syria from here To understand the meaning of jihad and rising Tried to learn how to fight Prepared him to die in war front Chose the alone Palestine Alone beloved a look Was aware of that information That kingdom is the origin of poverty It shouldn’t be anxiety that night Instead of the name of God, use Gods Our truthful martyr from devotedness Caught the right place to awakes For the love of Khomeini’s face, begged A bringing to the other side of sea Martyrdom following him and him following martyrdom A saint whose spirit was praying in mosque A pioneer of martyrdom Forgot close friends and became we Like us, fond of sun’s face Ahead to Enghelab square Passed through deserts and rocks Passed the hills hectically Wasn’t able to see the face of a friend and crying left Looking forward to see him again Captured and went to jail Captured under lashes Was in cell because of his innocent love Didn’t leave the love The anxiety finished, Imam came From the far horizon, the leader of uprising, come A night of nights, the ties opened Saw the sun rise The night was a cold night of fire Efflorescence of victorious fire flowers The night the riot executed A chopper cutting the root of pagan Dom Brujerdi reached to the martyr’s friend Hopeful to meet, those hope reached Attended at his place in a manner In his proximity appointed as a guard By the assistance of friends who were his comrades A mate and adjunct beside him When appointed by the famous said of Khorasan The guard was arranged by his challenge The termite can’t make a house in this garden The intrigue came after revolution The sound of war and anxious heard again The murmurs of war started again The shot on our chests Fadai, Komale, democrats and the bandits For the nation, made the children bitter Fired garden and lands Cut the heads of men of Paveh The sounds of cries and groans reached the sky The mischief Hypocrites taint, the Hypocrites of time In the name of Kurdistan people The silence of Sanandaj changed to uproar Converted to a city of aggression and jealousy Anyone stayed in Javanrud, neither old nor young No time to see the eyes of friends To see Kamyaran happily The sounds of sad Bane to Sardasht The land filled of blood seepage The town of Bukan was caught by whirly snake That was surrounded by Imam Enemies All districts to the land of Marivan The desert knocked by the disaster The awakened commander of Sayed Al-shohada infantry That young Mohammad, brave lord To destroy stone hearted to end aggressive To diminish crime, to defeat the sorrow Neglect him and joined to God chain In obeying orders, connected to God The sapling came out of brave east Brujerdi, the brave man of blood and danger Brujerdi, a light from the east No fear of enemy in stronghold Brujerdi, the triumph tiger of mountain Martyr Kazemi and Ganjzade were taken in a way The sound of victory came from far horizons The silent valley and desert was full of canary The servant of love and martyrdom Passed the mountain and road From Pave to bane, from Pave to Sardasht Illegal sons of aggression scattered Their stony proud were destroyed The perfect commander, the glorious headed Brujerdi, the leader of the warriors in the event His position, I can’t express He was ultra horizon I cry on his absence And put flower on his cemetery
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