Father’s name: Mohammad Ismail
Date of birth: April 12, 1955
Place of birth: Ferdows
Date of martyrdom: December 25, 1986
Place of martyrdom: Shalamcheh
Burial place: Mashhad
Sending unit: Basij
Mehdi Foroodi
Martyr Sardar Mehdi Foroodi
Father Name: MohammadIsmail
Place of Birth: Ferdows City
Date of Birth: 22/01/34
Date of Martyrdom: 04/10/65
Place of Martyrdom: Shalamcheh
Region: Operation Karbala 4
Responsibility:
UnitCommander: 5th Nasr
GolzarDivision: Behesht Reza
Martyr Code: 6527539
biography, diary
Froudi, Mehdi
He was born in 1334 AH in the Talar neighborhood of Ferdows and was named Mahdi. As a child, Timothy seemed to be the common denominator of most men and women, to be thrown into the furnace of suffering and hardship.
He goes to school and at the same time goes to the school where the Qur’an was taught. He himself writes about this: There
was a school in our neighborhood where I studied the Qur’an. The family environment had a religious background and that They believed in Islam and were fanatical and I had a lot of moral prejudices. I never punished anyone during that time and I did not hear any insults.
This is how he respects human dignity and insists on preserving it.
At the end of the fourth grade exams, the grandchildren move to “Mashhad”. “Mahdi” is in the fifth and sixth grades of “Bozorgmehr” primary school. He separates “Mahdi” from simplicity and isolation and draws him among the children. The behavior of the sister was a valuable exercise for Mehdi.
Upon entering high school, the field of activity in the religious and political arena is provided. Steady introduces and gets noticed.
After the end of the June exams, in the third year of high school, he went to the seminary and began to study Islamic subjects. And the man-thrower fights against the Pahlavi regime.
These struggles, which began almost in 1351, will continue uninterruptedly until the victory of the Revolution in February 1978. During the six years of continuous and tireless struggle, Mehdi was arrested three times and sent to torture chambers and prisons. Once again, he manages to escape from the clutches of the (former) gendarmerie.
Among the religious and revolutionary figures who are known as the axes of struggle, especially in Khorasan province, he has prominent and brilliant figures. And he pointed out the power of his planning. At a time when street demonstrations had not yet taken place and many of the fears of the Shah’s regime, even in secret, did not dare to dare the Shah, Mehdi entered the square.
From the day after the victory of the Islamic Revolution, we see Mahdi who does not pursue his personal work and life, nor does he show his greed for bread and name on his stage. He dedicates himself completely to the revolution. Its Creator takes a step, whenever he sees the need for it, he does not hesitate, wherever he is and in any position.
After a while in 1981, he devoted all his time and energy to the “Mashhad” Revolutionary Guards and carried out successful and effective works and projects with the help of his allies. With the start of the imposed war, we are once again witnessing the presence of people in Various fronts from the south to the west and in various costumes, from the commander of the 4th District Corps to the deputy of the Panj Nasr Division, from the staff responsibilities to the simple Basij, have left lasting memories that are forever recorded in the heart of history and in memory. And the memory of our comrades will remain.
When “Mahdi” resigned from the post of Chief of Staff, it was incomprehensible to many. Why? In response to his notes, we read: The long
distance from the headquarters to the martyrdom had caused discouragement and resentment.
This is where the friends and relatives realize that this man is only looking for martyrdom and that is enough. He was still in the IRGC and worked day and night. Before 1983, he was sent on several sensitive and security missions with some of his comrades. Gradually, he decides to leave the Revolutionary Guards. This happens in 1362.
In view of “Mahdi”‘s experiences and his unparalleled intelligence and courage, in late 1962, he was commissioned by the Prime Minister’s Intelligence to go to India. Despite all the obstacles and obstacles, he took valuable steps during his stay in India. “Mahdi” writes a detailed letter to Ayatollah “Zanjani” during his stay in India, it is mentioned in a part of the letter.
In the end, I have a desperate request from you, dear Master and Father, and that is that you pray for me that God grants the success of martyrdom in His way as soon as possible to this rebellious servant and provides his means and preparations. Although I know that I do not deserve it, but 3 weeks ago I still dreamed of some brothers when 3
Mahdi returned from India. He spends a few months writing reports and working on the radio. “Ferdows” is married and now has a daughter and a son. It may be one of the few times that can be found at home.
Participates in Operation Badr. Many of his companions are martyred. He returns to Mashhad wounded. He goes to the radio again. In the same year, he was invited to Mecca to cooperate with the Hajj and Pilgrimage Headquarters. Mahdi writes a letter to be read:
I do not know if it is conceivable for you that a person would come to the place where the Prophet was standing for prayer and secretly kiss the place where the Prophet’s feet were placed and lean on the pillars on which the Prophet was leaning. We are going to Shajreh Mosque for ihram.
He stays on the radio for a few mornings. Operation Wal-Fajr 8 arrives. The unit requests information about his operation. Writes:
“I said to leave the children alone? May God be gracious and send a shrapnel for leave. Saying the same and a moment later, a mortar landed behind us and the wave threw it forward and the smoke and shrapnel knocked me out. Brother Massoud and Ershad quickly removed me from the scene and took me to the emergency room by motorbike and from there to the other side by boat by water, because the shrapnel hit me in the chest and lungs. And he was wiping my sweat with his hand and then I did not notice and I did not see him until we saw each other under the body of a martyr from destruction on Thursday and then again the day he was inside the coffin and I Under its coffin. “And I never saw him again, hoping to see him.”
He was hospitalized in the heart hospital for some time and came to Mashhad before his injuries healed. He went to work in the radio again. As if there were no obstacles to his work, effort and service.
Announcing the year 65, the year of effort and self-improvement and daily planning for the beginning of the 32nd year of life.
Although Mahdi seems to be a guide, all those who knew him felt how he waited for the radiant martyrdom. He went to Mecca again. Going is satisfied that his companions assure him that there is no operation ahead. When he returns home from “Mecca”, he feels calm, the carpentry time is near.
Eventually, at dawn on January 26, 1986, in the heat of Operation Karbala 4, while carrying the bodies of the martyrs and wounded behind the embankment, he was shot and shrapnel and martyred.
Source: “The Stranger” by Khosrow Babakhani, Setareh Publishing, Mashhad-2006
Interview with
Martyr Sardar Mehdi Foroudi was born in 1334 in Ferdows. He lost his father when he was 3 years old and suffered from an orphan. He grew up in a noble mother and religious family during the hardships of the time. In the manuscripts left by the martyr, it is said about the school where he learned the Qur’an: “There was a school in our neighborhood where I studied the Qur’an. “Our family environment was religious and they were religious and fanatical about Islam.”
The wheel of life of the family with the pension of the father who was a hospital cook and the work of Mehdi and his sister was spinning with contentment and pride. After the end of the fourth grade exams, Ferdows’s children did not see him anymore, because Mehdi emigrated to Mashhad with his family. Instead, the children of Bozorgmehr School have the warm presence of a boy who is a real example of a great human being with his morals and behavior. Mehdi follows the example of his sister and enters the religious and political arena. By attending the lectures of Bana Mosque, he increases his social and religious awareness. In the third year of high school, he enters the seminary. His fighters continued at least from 1351 until the victory of 1357. Mehdi was imprisoned by the SAVAK several times during the persecution of the SAVAK. With the victory of the Islamic Revolution, he married Razieh Gholizadeh and joined the Revolutionary Guards in 1981. With the beginning of the imposed war, he often went to different axes of the south and west and shone in various responsibilities such as commanding the corps of the fourth district and deputy commander of the fifth Nasr division. He witnessed the martyrdom of his longtime allies many times and finally drank martyrdom syrup after being hit by shrapnel in Operation Karbala IV (December 1986) while transporting the bodies of the wounded behind the embankment.
Flipping through the life books of great men like Sardar Shahid Mehdi Foroudi does not fit in the words of an article, and the existence of his own manuscripts and numerous books that have been published in this regard is proof of this point. We go to the example of patience and sacrifice of Ms. Razieh Gholizadeh, the martyr’s wife, and look back on the proud years:
Ms. Gholizadeh, tell us, to what days does your initial knowledge of the character of Martyr Froudi go back?
Before I married him in ’58, because we were a family, our families used to travel together. Mr. Foroudi’s mother becomes my father’s cousin. Because Mr. Foroudi’s mother did not have parents, my father paid a lot of attention to them. Their family called my father an uncle, and we called Mr. Foroudi’s mother an aunt. From the time they came to Mashhad, they fought against the Shah’s regime. They lived in the yellow alley now called Tawhid. He was even monitored when they came and went. Their family was very religious and they were interested in the Imam.
We want to know how a warlord’s life began. Please tell us about your selection conditions?
Before the victory of the Revolution in 1957, Mehdi Agha’s mother proposed to my father, to whom my father had told them, “I will not give my daughter to you until the victory of the Revolution.” Because my daughter may not be able to bear it and she and I are relatives in the family. After the victory of the Islamic Revolution, they came and said, “Al-Wada Wafa.” My father also said, “Whatever my daughter says; Is the same. It does not matter to me because Mehdi is like my own children and I know him well. Honestly, we did not talk about my marriage with Mehdi, like now when girls and boys talk to each other. When I got married to him with a dowry of 20 thousand tomans and a volume of words, I asked him, why did you choose between all these graduate girls and my city, whose literacy is not so high and I do not live in Mashhad? Mashhad is a big city and I do not know what to do there and my parents are in Ferdows! Mehdi replied; I chose you because I know you can be patient and be the master of my life. If you do not like me, please. If you accept me with my life that you know I can not relax at once, tell me again. I chose you because I know you do not go from branch to branch like other girls and you believe like us. When we go to Mashhad, you learn everywhere and this can not be a problem in our lives. I liked his simplicity and honesty and faith. My father also knew him from childhood. I remember that he hid the Imam’s leaflets in their garden and my father would bring the leaflets with him under the pretext of bringing bread and distribute them among the people. I chose you because I know you do not go from branch to branch like other girls and you believe like us. When we go to Mashhad, you learn everywhere and this can not be a problem in our lives. I liked his simplicity and honesty and faith. My father also knew him from childhood. I remember that he hid the Imam’s leaflets in their garden and my father would bring the leaflets with him under the pretext of bringing bread and distribute them among the people. I chose you because I know you do not go from branch to branch like other girls and you believe like us. When we go to Mashhad, you learn everywhere and this can not be a problem in our lives. I liked his simplicity and honesty and faith. My father also knew him from childhood. I remember that he hid the Imam’s leaflets in their garden and my father would bring the leaflets with him under the pretext of bringing bread and distribute them among the people.
How did you find Mr. Mehdi human in your life, you who were only with him for 7-8 years until his martyrdom?
I always thought my husband was a dear guest in our house. The front was on leave for four days every six months. He was mostly preoccupied with the work of people who wanted to go to the front. The few moments he had with us and the kids were so kind and warm that you thought there was no sadness. Mr. Mehdi used to say: If I am comfortable on the front, because someone like you manages my life. I am told on the front; Mehdi, why are you not worried about your back? I said because my mind is away from home.
Every time I heard the march of attack on TV, I was worried. When he left, I did not think he would return. I was saying; Mehdi, what if you become a martyr? He used to say: If it is my destiny to die, I can also fall down the stairs of the house and fall and die. His morals were such that he did not say; What is his responsibility on the front? What do you do on the front when we ask? He would say: I will pour water on the children to perform ablutions. It was after his martyrdom that I realized that he was the commander. When it was the front, the phone we talked on was all coded. He said the phones were controlled by the enemy. When I wanted to ask if you would be back in a few days or in a few days in operation, I would say how many of your capsules are left. How many did you eat? When the leave came, the passwords for the phones were changed again.
You had Asieh Khanum and Mohammad Jafar, and Qasim was born four days after his father’s martyrdom. Tell us about the moment of hearing the news of his martyrdom.
At that time, we lived in Tohid Alley 6. My husband had a library in the middle of two of our houses. All his meetings and guests came there. I was thinking of taking the library to the courtyard. When the news came in January 1965, I could not believe that my wife was missing. I was saying; He must have been captured and I hoped so, but two years later in 1967, we buried the plaque and some bones again and believed that Mehdi had achieved his dream of martyrdom. I always feel his presence.
Some do not accept the presence of martyrs in their lives after martyrdom. You say; Have you dreamed of your martyr’s wife many times, what do you say to them?
It is a fact that there is a spiritual connection in the lives of the martyrs and their families. Two years had passed since my wife’s martyrdom. We lived in Bilal town. In our neighborhood lived a woman who had lost her husband and, like me, had three small children. He would come to our house some nights and sleep with us with the children. There were also nights when he did not come. My children were small and felt insecure in that town house with short walls. In my childhood, I was told; Mom, what do you do if a thief comes? I used to say that my mother has not come yet, but if she does, I will break her pen on the wall. One of those nights when we were alone. Mohammad Jafar had a bad hearing that increased the severity of the fever and pain. The neighbor had not come and it was past midnight. I said maybe he did not come. On the other hand, I could not leave Asiya and Qasim alone. I waited until the morning prayer and when I saw the prayer, someone knocked on the door. I said who? I saw that he is a neighbor and he says; Ms. Foroudi, open the door. I had a dream about Mr. Foroudi who said to me: Your child is sick. I opened the door. The neighbor said: My husband went to their house in his sleep and asked why the child near our house is very sick tonight. Once again, when we moved and came from the town of Bilal to our current home, Fatemieh 31, I did not dream of my husband. I was very homesick and went to visit Imam Reza (as). I had a dream at night that Mr. Mehdi was on the balcony. I said: It is not customary for you to forget us and he said: Believe me, Razia, I had no sign of you and I was going to the shrine for these two months. I said: I went to the shrine today and complained to Imam Reza. Mehdi said: Do not say satisfied, do not complain! My husband went to their house in the dream world and asked why the child near our house is very sick tonight. Once again, when we moved and came from the town of Bilal to our current home, Fatemieh 31, I did not dream of my husband. I was very homesick and went to visit Imam Reza (as). I had a dream at night that Mr. Mehdi was on the balcony. I said: It is not customary for you to forget us and he said: Believe me, Razia, I had no sign of you and I was going to the shrine for these two months. I said: I went to the shrine today and complained to Imam Reza. Mehdi said: Do not say satisfied, do not complain! My husband went to their house in the dream world and asked why the child near our house is very sick tonight. Once again, when we moved and came from the town of Bilal to our current home, Fatemieh 31, I did not dream of my husband. I was very homesick and went to visit Imam Reza (as). I had a dream at night that Mr. Mehdi was on the balcony. I said: It is not customary for you to forget us and he said: Believe me, Razia, I had no sign of you and I was going to the shrine for these two months. I said: I went to the shrine today and complained to Imam Reza. Mehdi said: Do not say satisfied, do not complain! I went to the shrine today and complained to Imam Reza. Mehdi said: Do not say satisfied, do not complain! I went to the shrine today and complained to Imam Reza. Mehdi said: Do not say satisfied, do not complain!
It may be hard to believe, but the martyr is present everywhere and watches over his family affairs, and this is true. What do you have to say to the youth and the third generation who are not at all unfamiliar with the war and the men of the front?
Of course, I see young people who come to the shrines of the martyrs and make pilgrimages and receive spiritual help from the martyrs; I believe that if there is a book and a program for the youth, because young and pure hearts absorb light, they will learn from the lives of the martyrs with the slightest hint. I believe; The martyrs must be introduced to the realistic youth. I always talk about martyrs for my children. The children read my wife’s manuscripts and books, and thank God they are good and healthy children, and they set God and God’s commandments in everything.
Taken from Shahr-e-Ara newspaper dated 11/18/89