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The men and women whose stories you can read on this page are now all citizens of a silent city named Omid ("hope" in Persian). There, victims of persecution have found a common life whose substance is memory.
Omid's citizens were of varying social origins, nationalities, and religions; they held diverse, and often opposing, opinions and ideologies. Despite the differences in their personality, spirit, and moral fiber, they are all united in Omid by their natural rights and their humanity. What makes them fellow citizens is the fact that one day each of them was unfairly and arbitrarily deprived of his or her life. At that moment, while the world watched the unspeakable happen, an individual destiny was shattered, a family was destroyed, and an indescribable suffering was inflicted.
Owned several commercial companies and was in the business of importing communications and electronics equipment for 17 years. Since most of his clients were military and security bodies, he was well-known by the people in charge of these organs.
With conflict in Kordestan, she and her younger sister were nurses at the same hospital. Their ethics were on view, as patients arrived from both sides of the clashes.
An admired “role model” from Yasuj, he was studying aerospace at Azad U. and had gone to meet his grandmother at the metro station. She missed him where they were supposed to meet.