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July 01, 2009

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Noga

This comment was left on my blog by a blogger from Tehran:

"Sitting here in Tehran, I feel even more useless. ‎
My boyfriend and five other friends were arrested 5 days ago, midnight, at their homes. ‎For 5 days we didn’t know if they were really arrested or were they hiding. The news is ‎confirmed now. They were arrested. ‎
The mere thought of them being tortured is crushing. I can’t sleep. I can’t think.‎
And there is nothing I can do. I don’t even know where they are. ‎
Every night I sit in the dark wondering whether I’m next. ‎
Wondering where he is sleeping tonight… Is he hurt? Is he getting anything to eat? Are ‎they going to keep him for days? Months? Years?‎
What will happen to them?‎
I’ve heard of some families who were called in to collect the bodies of their loved ones. ‎
I live here, and yet there is nothing I can do.‎
Walking the streets of Tehran for five hours…As if in a coma… looking around, i ‎wondered why the shops were open, why people were going about their daily business, ‎why nobody did anything to help my friends … but then, there is nothing we can do … ‎
I shouldn’t mention his name anywhere, because they’d put him under more pressure if ‎they assume that he is supported by people outside Iran. ‎
It’s crazy!‎"

And here are some more of her unbearable cries for help:

http://antiutopia.wordpress.com/

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