I was teaching at the Technical School of work and knowledge for about a year when I was captured.
I was a member of an assembly management aspect to the trade union of Kamiaran teachers which was a bransch of Kurdistan assembly. During its activity and before its prohibition I was responsible for its public connections. I was also a member of writers’ consul for the monthly cultural educational Royan magazine (an educational publication of Kamiaran) which was closed by guardian forces. I was also a member of the environmental assembly management aspect called NASK. In August 2005, due to my insistence in giving medical treatment to my brother who was one of Kurdish political activists, I came to Tehran and was detained. The very same day I was moved to an unknown place, a dark and narrow basement without vents. The room was empty, it had neither rugs nor blankets. When they were writing my specifications they were asking me about my nationality and when I answered I was Kurdish I was stroked by a whip. Because of my religion I was cursed and hit too. Because of the Kurdish music which had been recorded on my mobile, they whipped me as much as they could. They tied my hands then forced me to sit down on a chair pressuring sensitive parts of my body, taking my clothes off completely and threatening me with rape while hitting me with a stick.
My left foot became very damaged during this, and because of frequent strikes at my head and electrical chocks I fainted. When I recovered my senses I felt I had lost my balance. I tremble unwillingly. They chained my feet and put on a belt around my waist equipped with a small electrical apparatus which was used to electrify my private parts. The pain it caused was terribly. After that I was moved to house
NO 209 in the Evin Prison. When entering the prison my head was covered and I was taken to a little room (ground floor, on the left side beyond the execution room) there I was beaten, both whit fists and kicks. The following day I was moved to Sanandaj to identify my brother so he could be captured. At the moment of entering to the prison I was faced with insults and more beating. They tied me to a chair in the room of public healt from 7 o’clock in the morning until the following day. I was not even allowed to go to the toilet so that I was forced to wet myself. After more torture they moved me to NO 209. There I was inquired, beaten and tortured (in the inquiry green rooms) on the first floor.
On august the 26th 2006, because of the enormous amount of torture they were forced to move me to the doctor’s office, on the first floor which was attached to inquiry rooms. The doctor registered the bruises which were clearly seen on my waist, neck, head, back, thighs and feet. I spent 2 months in individual cell as a protest action against torture and to further annoy them I went on a hunger strike for 33 days. When my family were threatened and summoned I decided to get rid of this terrible situation so I threw myself from the top floor to commit suicide. I was also keept in a small stinking individual cell (NO 113) at the end of the first floor for a month. During this time I was not allowed any visits nor to phone my family. During the three months that I was kept in the individual cell I was not allowed airing. Afterwards I was moved to a multi people’s cell (NO 10) at the corridor. I remained there for two months. I was not allowed to visit my advocate or family. Around the fifth of January I was transferred to Kermanshah intelligence prison, which is located on oil square, I was still not accused of anything or informed about any accusations. It was a tight and dark prison so that any crime could be done in it. They took all my clothes off in the room and after beating me and insulting me they gave me some dirty and malodorous clothes and while once more beating me they drove me from the corridor to the guardian officer’s room and then to another corridor through a little door. It was a very small cell hidden from everyone and my voice could not reach anywhere. The cell was barely one miter and sixty centimeter by half a miter. The cell had been a water closet before, very stinking and cold. To breathe I was forced to put my face on the floor and get my mouth close to the door below. When I was sleeping or at resting they knocked loudly at the door, several times each hour, or they switched the little lamps on. Two days after entering they took me in to the inquiry room and without any questioning kicked and hit me repeatedly. They took me once again in to the cell and turned the radio on the highest level to deprive me of rest and strength of thinking. During a 24 hours period I was only allowed to go to the WC twice. I was only allowed a few minutes for a shower once a month. Here is some examples of torture:
1. Football game: It was an expression used by inquirers. They took my clothes off. Four or five of them circled me and with fists and kicks passed me to each other. When falling to the ground they laughed and beat me some more.
2. They forced me to stand up on one foot with my hands up for hours. When I was becoming tired they started beating me. Because they knew my left foot had been hurt, they often put pressure on it.
They put on tapes of the Koran for me in order not to hear anybody.
3. During inquiry they punched and slapped me in the face.
4. The underground with its entrance stairs in the main corridor to the airing space, were covered by rubbish and crumbs to hide it from everyone, was another torture room. At nights they took me there and tied my hands and feet to a bed, and the started beating my sole, leg, thigh and waist, with a whip called zolfaqar. It ached so much that I could not go many days.
5. Because of cold winter weather they were keeping me in their cold room on the pretext of inquiry from morning till evening without any inquiry.
6. Even in Kermanshah the electrical chocks were used on the sensitive parts of my body.
7. I was not allowed to have tooth paste and toothbrush. To further pressure me they did not allowed me any visits there either. They even captured my loving girl. They got my brothers into trouble and arrested them. Because of stinky, dirty and unhygienic cells, blankeds and clothes I got fungous disease but was not allowed to visit a doctor. The pressure of torture forced me to go on hunger strike for 12 days. They changed my cells the rest of my last 15 days residence and took me into a much more malodorous and dirtier cell than the previous one. Without any means of warmth. They insulted me verbally everyday. Once I fainted due to a strike against my testicles. Once again at night at the same torture place (underground) they took my clothes off and threatened me with rape. To get rid of torture I was forced to strike my head against the wall several times. They wanted to force me to admit sentimental attachments and relations. Sighs and groans repeatedly were heard from other cells. Some would even commit suicide. On the 20th of March I was transferred to Tehran into prison NO209. However I was moved to multi cell NO 121 but I was still not permitted any visitors. The spiritual-psychological pressures whit arrests of my family members and prevention of contacting them, swearing and defamation was still going on.
After a delay of many months I was sent to the revolutionary court section 30 June 2007, the inquirer threatened that they would try their best to get death sentence or a long prison time. In case my innocence was proved by the court they promised me to take their revenge on me outside the prison. They hated me strangely as a Kurdish journalist and human right activist. Despite of all the pressure they put on me they still did not putt an end to the torture. The court declared its incompetence of the investigation in Tehran and abandoned it to Sanandaj. Public and human rights organization prison and illegal torture made them more and more angry and they were putting more pressure on me. In September 2007 I was transferred to Sanandaj prison which became a terrible nightmare for me which will never disappear from my memory and life. According to their laws I didn’t have any accusation brought upon me. At the very first moment of entering the prison the beating and physical-mental annoyance began. The head quarters in Sanandaj prison had a main corridor and five detached ones. I was given a place at the last one. They frequently changed my places. One day the prison’s management and some other guards began to beat me without any reason and took me out of the cell situated at the top of a flight of 18 stairs that ended to the underground and inquiry rooms. By a strike in my back I fell down seeing only darkness. In the same state I had been taken down the flight of 18 stairs, but I did not know how. I opened my eyes I felt a very intense pain in my head, face and side. After recovering my senses they punched and kicked me again. After an hour of beating they carried me, by dragging me up the stairs and into the second corridor. I was thrown into a small cell. Two people kept beating me until I fainted again. When I recovered my senses I heard calls of people praying. My face and clothes were bloody. My face was swollen. My hole body had gone black and blue. I was not able to move, after few hours they forcibly threw me into a bathroom to wash my bloody face and clothes. They forced me to put back on my wet clothes. Because of my critical state some chiefs of intelligence service examined the situation at midnight. The following day they had to present me for a doctor in the central prison. Because of damaged jaws and teeth I was not able to eat anything for several days either. They opened the window of the cell so that I would be annoyed by the cold weather. They didn’t give me any blankets so I was forced to wrap the rug around me. I was not allowed airing, to meet or to phone anybody. I have repeatedly been punched and kicked in the inquiry rooms situated in the underground. I was forced to go on hunger strike for five days. My head has been hit on the walls of underground again and again, and I have been punched and kicked in the underground cells. The famous torture called (barbecued chicken) was an expression which was used by the chief of Sanandaj prison. It was done at night when he attended himself. He bound both the hands and feet, stretched the body on the ground and whipped. The cries and grooms mostly of girls were heard and annoyed everyone’s soul. They opened the windows at night, after beating they wet my clothes in the basin and in the same state drove me into the cell. Because of cold weather I had to wrap myself in the dirty blanket. I stayed nearly 2 month in the Sanandaj individual cells.
My case was given the incompetence of investigation in Sanandaj too, and I was transferred to Tehran again. The physical and psychological annoyance, has had a very bad affect on my body, nerves and soul. After one night staying in the cell NO 209 I was moved to the advice house NO 7 situated in Evin prison where narcotic substances are counted as prisoners amusement. On November 17 I was moved to the Rajaee Shahr prison which according to prison organizations, is one of the most dangerous prisons in Iran.
Respectfully yours
Farzad Kamangar
On December the 22 – Rajaee Shahr
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