I am writing this
letter from my quarantined cell, which will be
sent to the outside of my horrible
jail by those entangled in a religious
dictatorship: I do not know who will read these painful
lines, but I know that he/she
has delicate feelings and divine nerves. My fellowmen, under the auspices of
a tyrannical regime, one cannot expect anything
but distress, sorrow and grief –was the oppressed Iranian nation granted anything else other
than this during the past thirty-five years? What were the initial promises of the revolution, and in what direction are we headed now – whatever they said, they proved
the contrary with their actions. Those who one day in the future will look at
the present history of Iran will be amazed to see this kind of
dishonesty and will be even more surprised to see this kind of politics! They talk
about Iran – so am I not an Iranian? For what kind of a crime am I being tortured?
In the name of Islam they interfere in the affairs of all countries, and they
allow themselves to export the massive capitals of this country to be used for
violence and cruelties – am I not a Muslim, who since nine years is going
through the persecution and torture of those claiming the rule of Islam?
