The Night When "Astaneh" Mourned the Brutality of Zionism

According to Saed news, from Astaneh Ashrafieh, the city’s sky was covered with smoke and dust from the bombing, and the cries of children, mothers, and fathers—who had awakened from sleep in disbelief—echoed through the cold darkness of the night. Rescue and local forces immediately rushed to help the victims, but the intensity of the explosion and the extent of the destruction made relief efforts difficult.

The number of martyrs increased by the moment. At dawn, it was revealed that 9 of our defenseless compatriots, both young and old, had been martyred under the rubble of their homes. Families whose only crime was living in the land of their ancestors are now grieving and left helpless.

Those present at the scene, with tearful eyes and heavy grief, spoke of the small bodies of children, of a father who took his last breath in his wife’s arms, and of a mother who tightly embraced her lifeless child.

Astaneh Ashrafieh, the land of Sultan Seyyed Jalal al-Din Ashraf, brother of Imam Reza (peace be upon him), this land full of love for the Ahl al-Bayt (peace be upon them), now carries a fresh wound on its chest. But from the depths of this pain, a cry of anger and solidarity rises—a cry that will send shivers down the spine of the criminal Zionist regime.

The people of Gilan, united with the Iranian nation, have mourned together on this black night and have vowed to continue the path of the martyrs—the path that passes through love for the homeland, faith in freedom, and defense of the oppressed.

Yes, this small but proud city will from tonight bear a bloody memory on its forehead—a memory that will never be forgotten and will remain eternal, as a sign of the oppression of a nation that still, on the path to freedom, does not bow.