She recorded the gun, aimed at her.
At 8 April 2011, the
puppet prime minister of Iraq, Maliki attacked Ashraf city,
to slaughter all unarmed members of PMOI.
This is a delineation of one of the instants of resistance of a girl,
who was shot by an Iraqi gunman. This text is written by one of the witnesses
in that field:
"Get down Asieh , Get down!"
But Asieh was standing while having the killer right at the middle of her
camera's viewer.
She was not only a Modjahed and a
journalist, but a person with an attractive and outstanding life.
"Asieh, get down!" But she
was still holding the camera more accurately toward the killer. Bullets were
whistling and piercing the air around her head.
She was so calm and Imperturbable
that looked she had crossed something in time; or had crossed some boundaries
where bullets couldn't had reached.
Something was inside her, brightening
like a beam
of light, gentle and delicate like a dawn dream…
Eager and impatient, suddenly she
weltered in her blood.
A whisper came along with the breeze,
granting life to the decrepit world and singing to the muted ears of those
fallen asleep.
"Dear Asieh wake up!"
She was gone however, something
inside her was deriding the night guards.
Asieh is still alive, but…
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