با مخاطبهای آشنا الفارسية 1403

If it weren't for the compulsion to survive, I would have set myself on fire in front of the university, where twenty-two years ago, our Azar was burned in a fire of violence, sacrificing him at the feet of Nixon! These three school friends who have not yet left school. They have not yet completed their education. They did not want to be like others - to take a bread coupon and go from the university desk to the back of the bazaar and put their heads in their own manger. Since that year, several courses have come and finished their work and left, but these three stayed to teach whoever comes, to recommend whoever goes. They will never go, they will always remain, they are martyrs. These three drops of blood that are still fresh and warm on the face of our university. I wish I could cover these three Azars of Ahura with my ashes so that they would not die in these poisons that are blowing! But no, I must stay alive and keep these three fires in my chest...