Narges Mohammadi, deputy director of Human Rights Defenders, who is
now in prison, on the anniversary of the birth of children, "Kiana and
Ali" in a letter that day to congratulate them.
The campaign supporting the release of political prisoners and
prisoners of conscience, citing Human Rights Activists News Agency, Mrs.
Mohammadi, who in the absence of his wife, two children,
eight-and-a-half-year-old was in charge of Administration, on 15 May 1394
without receiving subpoenas from law enforcement circles, by Judicial security
forces was arrested. Following this arrest, Ms. Mohammadi young children went
to her father in France. While the authorities since then, to make phone calls
with her children did not allow Ms. Mohammadi.
So Ms. Ashtiani with text written for the birthday of her twin
children at th December, nine years old, they spoke of the senses Madranhash.
The letter Narges Mohammadi, deputy director of Human Rights Defenders
in Frzndansh- Kiana and Ali who posted December 1394, are as follows:
Kiana John and Ali dear, dear children, Happy Birthday. I wish I could
hear your voice birth at night. With love and affection I wish I could hear
your voice and I hear laughter, childish and Msvmanhtan.
My loved ones, last met in prison, remember, you were enthusiastically
going to Paris and see your father and I in melancholy and sadness of
separation.
I tried all things, Shbthaytan and Ngahhaytan to remember to
Dltngyhaym time. In my mind I pictured. Losing time comes. How many times and
how many times Kshydmtan arms and all my soul is impatient to hear Kvdkanhtan.
I wish I could hear your voice at least. But the opposition has repeatedly
demanded my phone. Because I'm your father, Taghi Rahmani said prisoners are
not allowed to make phone calls.
I do not know who gets breast the hatred and violence and how can this
Karqdrt emotions, feelings and rights of man come into play? In short all talk
but in practice violence against their fellow citizens, women, mothers and
children to oppression and persecution behave land. But such an Rhmyhayy
violence in the world is considered bad but simply the case justify in the name
of security. Women and children under oppression and violence in some parts of
the world but in violation of the rights of children under the Requiem Mysraynd
and responsibility ahead of each other kidnappings.
At the last meeting I asked each of you to write me a statement. Kiana
John wrote, "I love you mom" and Ali John wrote, "I say, do not
Syasy and mineral mass" Do you remember my Kiana to Ali Jan protest and
told Mom that you should stay with us as our Father is not
with us.
Kiana John ninth year of your life to start. I know that thou endure
suffering beyond the capacity of a child. You always told us Khanbadh (family)
and we have to live together. Kiana my girls the same age as you all to do so,
but unfortunately in this country and in other areas we Daltand ashes girls who
even understand the joy of being parents and how it can be deprived a thousand
and one excuses for human rights and Human rights of the child and his tail and
his only child and your child see it. That night Muhanna Hamid Ahmadi girl
behind high walls and hard and cold Rajai Shahr prison, and impulsively hugged
and cried my Mygrystm and conscious behavior. I have nothing but sympathy with
his brothers and sisters my age did not do.
Muhanna same 6 year old girl from the night lid on the Nnhad and long
prison stone wall and stared at his father might not hanging and it's gonna
night I stayed with him and he could only expect Fright Night leave. I knew it
tears penalty, the separation will be.
Ali Jan, Psrmn; a quiet life, I have said that I Shjayy mother and I
am proud of him. Ali's life, the concept of courage for me it was something
common among the people. If you think that Mom Daffodil not afraid of anything
goes and you're wrong. I'm afraid of many things over and over again. The loss
of you, my life, my life, honor and Hysytm and cut and stayed on the road or to
go to hell. But steps in the way of what they believe and believe, namely human
rights, I am right and, although hard and suffering.
A. I do not know what I'm my name but my courage or fear and what this
all means is that I have no claim. Now that Hbsam sure that the chosen way and
failing to have a very short and I am ashamed of our people.
Kiana life and in my soul, I miss you, but sure one day not too far in
the land as a Khanbadh (family) we'll be together. Now tonight a delicious cake
and candles on the cake and let Santa Taqi 9 feet together and take a picture
of that moment that one day there will be a visit to show me.
On-month to kiss and to God Sparmtan
With a world of love
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