A funny reminiscence of the days of imposed war, taken from the book Rafafat in the style of a tank
There was one among us who had a black face like the Iraqis and his name was Aziz;
During the operation, a shrapnel hit his leg and he was sent back
After the operation, we remembered him and decided to visit him
With a thousand difficulties, we found the address of the hospital where he was hospitalized and went to him with a few computers.
The nurse said: He is admitted in room 110;
But there were three wounded people in room 110, two of them strangers and the third one was bandaged from head to toe and only his eyes were visible.
My friend said: It’s not here, let’s go, maybe it’s in the next room!
The injured man was bandaged and started to wobble and make noise!
I said: Guys, why is he doing this? Isn’t it a wave?!!!
One of the children said sympathetically: God’s servant must have been under the tank because he was so covered and burned!
The nurse arrived and said: Have you seen Aziz?!!!
We all said: No! where is it
The nurse pointed to the bandaged wounded and said: Aren’t you looking for them?
We all said in surprise: What?!!! Is this dear?!
We went to his bed;
Poor dear Aziz had a weight hanging on his leg and his two hands, head and body were lost under the white bandages!
He said in a sad and hoarse voice: Dirt in your head! Don’t you know me anymore?
We all laughed
I said: Why are you like this? A splinter that does not require so much hand and tail!
Aziz shook his head and said: Cracking the offering. After that, I had such trouble that it would be embarrassing to break up in front of him!!
The children laughed.
We insisted so much that Aziz told the story after his injury:
– When the shrapnel hit my leg, they took me back and bandaged me in a trench and went to call an ambulance. In this situation, they brought a Muji soldier and threw him into the trench. The soldier looked at me for several minutes with bloodshot eyes. To be honest, I was also scared and bagged my yogurts. A soldier stood up and shouted: “I will kill you, an Iraqi of low character. Don’t let your eyes see a bad day.” He attacked me and beat me to death. To God, he beat me in such a way that I will not forget for the rest of my life. Now, no matter how much I screamed and asked for help, no one came. He hit me so much that he got tired and fell in the corner of the trench and passed out. I was just crying too.
We were about to pass out because we had laughed enough
Two other injured people were laughing in their beds.
Aziz Nalekanan said: Don’t beat and poison the snake!!! is it funny Let me tell you next:
– An hour later, instead of an ambulance, they brought a van and threw me and the soldier Moji behind it. Until I reach Ahvaz, I made a vow to a flock of sheep not to mix again.
We arrived at Ahvaz Hospital. Adam was standing ear to ear in the hospital chanting and sending blessings. The soldier’s condition deteriorated again. Yehu shouted: O people! This is an Iraqi mercenary, he killed my friends. And it came back to me. This time, a few more Qalchamaqs came to help him and there was no healthy place left in my body. I cried for a moment and shouted: Dad, I’m Iranian! have mercy An old man said with an Arabic accent: O father! Do you know Iranian? Young people, beat this hypocrite more. They saved my skin and brought it here. Now that you see my mood!
The sound of our laughter filled the air in the hospital.
The nurse came and said with a frown: “What’s going on?” Did you come to visit or hang out? Meeting time is over, go out
We wanted to say goodbye to Aziz when a person in a white dress jumped into the room and shouted: Iraqi mercenary! I will kill you!!!
Aziz shouted: O Imam Hossein! Children, save your mother’s life.
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This post is written by mohammad13885