Jalal: A Story of the Iranian Revolution

By M. Foroozandeh

Iran is in crisis when an electrician engineer is recruited to become the prosecutors assistant director of the Revolution Court in Abadan and Khorramshahr. Unfamiliar with any members of Irans Supreme Court, including Jalal, the courts organizer and leader, the engineer reluctantly accepts his new role where he unfortunately begins witnessing one atrocity after another.

As the engineer immerses himself in his new duties within an Islamic revolution that spares no one, he must investigate cases of sodomy, adultery, spying, and murder and interrogate suspects who, if confess to their crimes, are either whipped or even worse yet, executed. But as a war begins and Iran is attacked from the land, air, and sea, the engineer drops everything and serves on the front lines for several years. As his journey leads him through war and beyond, the engineer is brought full circle where he eventually discovers that the lengthy battle has taken many more victims than he ever imagined.

In this historical novella, an engineer turned investigator during the Iranian Revolution finds a new destiny amid an upheaval that forever changes his homeland.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Jun 5, 2015
• ISBN: 9781491765135

M. Foroozandeh

M. Foroozandeh has written over one thousand pages of novels, short stories, and historical texts that he has been unable to publish in his homeland. He currently resides in Dubai. This is his second book.

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CONTENTS

Preface

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

PREFACE

U ntil now, whatever is written in the world about Iran’s religious revolution has been from either official organizations or opposition parties in Iran. In this story, I have tried to examine this revolution from inside—and objectively.

Considering the phenomenon in progress from movements and Islamic revolutions, the author hopes, in addition to enjoying the story, readers come to a better understanding of these events.

CHAPTER

1

T hat night, I arrived at the court a little late. I saw they were dragging Moniroo. The old woman aggressively resisted. She said bad swear words, kicked, and screamed.

The woman was fairly overweight. She had long white hair and, like most Southerners, was olive-skinned. She was about sixty already, but she dragged herself on the ground and resisted more than a woman could at that age.

Three or four employees from the court helped each other until they could lift her and put her on the back of a blue truck, which was waiting in front of the court’s door. The same men and some others got in the truck with her and grabbed her firmly. After putting a shovel in the truck, they drove away quickly.

A crowd of spectators gathered and watched the old woman’s resistance with jokes and laughter. They set off quickly on bikes, motorcycles, and cars before the truck started moving toward the location of the execution. Those who didn’t have a vehicle started running cheerfully so that they wouldn’t miss the chance of witnessing the execution.

At that time, the execution area was behind a movie theater, which was only one kilometer away from the revolutionary tribunal. There were vast open spaces around it, and a lawn surrounded by short box trees was in front of it. The open area around it was asphalted, but nearby, a few trees were planted. The ground was bare for a meter radius, and that made it a good place for the brothers to carry out executions.

The executions in the past few weeks had resulted in the emergence of some professional spectators. Now they knew that trials mostly began in the evenings and the executions were carried out at midnight. Thus, they knew when to gather in front of the court’s door and wait for the executions.

But unlike the audience, the brothers treated the convicts kindly, especially after the court announced its order. They asked them if they wanted to see their families and talk to them, if they wanted to eat or drink something, or if they wished to write a will. They tried to follow the leader’s lead. That was the reason why, in some cases, the execution was applied three or four hours after the announcement. That was the reason I wasn’t in such a hurry attaining the court. Of course, because I wasn’t supposed to