𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔓𝔦𝔢𝔯𝔠𝔢𝔡 𝔓𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔦𝔞𝔫 🥀

در آستانه سالروز قتل حکومتی ژينا و شروع انقلاب مهسا، يا همان خيزش «زن، زندگی آزادى»، هستيم. ژينا ٢٢ ساله بود كه روز ٢٥ شهريور ١۴٠١، دو روز پس از بازداشت به دست گشت ارشاد به خاطر ضرباتى كه به سرش وارد كردند، جان عزيزش را از دست داد. مرگ او شراره انقلابى شد كه چهار سال بعد، هنوز زنده است و حكومت قاتلان، هنوز نتوانسته آن را خاموش كند. به یاد مهسا، نیکا، ابوالفضل و سارینا و هزاران عزیزی که در راه آزادی ایران و مردمشان جان عزیزشان را فدا کردند. 💔✌🏻 #مهسا_امینی #زن_زندگی_آزادی

Four years ago, this photo reached me from inside the hospital in Tehran by someone who worked there and risked everything so the world would see what they did to Mahsa Jina Amini. That person told me plainly: she was killed. Today, on the fourth anniversary of her killing at the hands of the morality police for not wearing proper hijab, her father, a man who has endured threats, surveillance, and a grief no parent should ever carry, has written a letter to his daughter: My dear Jina, Four years have passed, yet your grief has not faded, nor has it rested, even for a moment. To us, you are still that angel whose smile and gentle gaze softened the cruelty of the world around us. In these days we think of you more than ever. In a time that grows darker each day, where hope fades a little more with every sunrise, our hearts still hold fast to the dreams of the young, dreamers like you. If you were here today, what would you be doing? Would we still see that fire for life in your eyes? Would you still speak of tomorrow, still weave your dreams for the days to come? My dearest Jina, before anything else, before the world knew your name, you were simply our daughter. The daughter whose arrival gave our life a new color, and whose loss left a wound in our hearts that no words can reach. But fate wrote your story differently, and your name traveled far beyond our small home. Over these four years, we have asked ourselves again and again: we had one daughter, and they took her from us. And yet the love of the people brought thousands of other children into our family. Amid all this pain, what we will never forget is the compassion and kindness that blossomed among the people of this land. My precious Jina, four years now we have carried your absence with us, every day, every hour. Sometimes a single photograph, a memory, a glance, even the sound of your name is enough to bring everything back as if it happened this morning. For others, four years have passed. But for a father and mother who lost their child, time means something else entirely. Some griefs do not shrink with the passing of days; you simply learn to carry them. And still, through all these years, we have kept one eye fixed on the earth that holds you, and one eye on the day the truth will finally come to light. We believe the secrets you and all your loved ones sleep beneath this soil will not stay buried forever. My Jina, my precious daughter, your name and your memory are with us until our last breath. Woman, Life, Freedom

Breaking: The same morality police whose enforcement of compulsory hijab led to the killing Mahsa Amini in 2022 are back on the streets of Iran. This video was filmed at one of the entrances to Tehran’s Grand Bazaar. Hijab enforcers are blocking a woman from entering simply because she refuses to cover her hair. But watch what happens next : An Iranian man confronts the enforcers and stands beside the woman, defending her right to choose. This is what solidarity looks like. Iranian women have fought too hard and sacrificed too much to be forced back into submission. They are overcoming fear, one act of defiance at a time. Be our voice. Stand with the women of Iran who refuse to go backward. Woman. Life. Freedom.💔✌️

Let me introduce you to a brave hero from my country, Iran. She was 16 years old. Just a girl. And on the streets of Iran, she did something braver than most people do in a lifetime: she took off her hijab and burned it in public. Right in front of the regime. Right in front of the world. That was her crime: civil disobedience. A teenage girl refusing to obey men who claimed authority over her hair, her body, her life. Her message spoke for millions of Iranian women: To every man who rules over women in the name of religion, honor, or culture: We do not obey you. Your laws were never made for us. This is what real power looks like: unarmed, unafraid, unbowed. For that defiance, she was arrested. Her family says she was tortured and killed after falling into the hands of security forces. The Iranian authorities denied responsibility and gave a different account of her death. Her name was Nika Shakarami. She was 16. Now ask yourself: How many women in the West know her name? How many know what she risked for a freedom they have never had to fight for? Say her name: Nika Shakarami.

I am sorry, Shahram. Until they hanged you this morning, I didn’t know your name. I didn’t even have your photo. That is exactly what the Islamic Republic wanted. This is Shahram Sadeghi. A young protester from the January uprising. Arrested. Tortured. Hanged at dawn, after the Azan. They hid his face. Silenced his family. Erased him before killing him. 💔