A man whose life had the fragrance of Surah Hamad

In a note on the occasion of the 40th anniversary of the death of Mustafa Vahedi, a jihadist student and cultural activist of Shahrood, the deputy cultural director of the Broadcasting Organization wrote about his moral qualities, faith and jihadist spirit.

Guest's note, Vahid Jalili, deputy cultural director of the Broadcasting Organization: Dori Bodh Qahi. An honest friend and a worthy companion. He was human. Honorable, faithful, kind and devoted

And loyal to the ideal that his soul deserved to understand.

At the age of 39, he was a model that could be presented to worried eyes and eager hearts.

He was "beloved of the saints" and became "beloved of the earth and the heavens".

Everyone who knew him testified to his sincerity, his benevolence, his lack of greed, his eagerness, his patience, his reassurance, his love, his earnestness, his diligence, and his compassion.

What a bag of feathers Mustafa had, with all his pretentiousness.

Now we have to turn the pages of the diary he left for each of us and learn from him. Except that ten times a day we ask the Lord of the universe for guidance to "the path of the blessed."

Mustafa was on the way. It was true and correct. A searcher who was not wandering and lost. His abundant love was due to the connection with "The Most Merciful" and his grateful and grateful attitude was due to the grace of "The Lord of the Worlds". We saw worship and help in his calmness and effort. If someone is a Muslim, his life should have the fragrance of Surah Hamad.

And Mustafa was perfumed with the verse of Surah Hamad. He had sung a lot of "Lak al-Hamdu Hamd Al-Shakirin" and whispered "Peace to you." He was a man of the fields of Jihad and had lived "innocence to Allah and to those of them and to those of their teachings and their followers and their saints".

We knew him by his smile and spirit. He had sworn to stand by the flag of Hussein (pbuh). He was a believer and in the camp of waiting and "the judge of the death" as the Qur'an had narrated.

His funeral is a reward celebration that the Lord has guaranteed for him and whoever "leaves the house of a migrant to Allah and His Messenger, then he will know death." His greatness is evident in this "height" which is prefaced with "Waqaa Ajruho Alyli Allah": "And whoever goes out of the house of the emigrant to Allah and His Messenger, then he will know him." Death is the reward of God.

His friends must say a lot about him, "Waamma binamata Rabbik Fahaddith" and Mustafa was a blessing, to be honest; for everyone; Family, friend, city and front. A blessing that when it is lost, its value becomes more obvious and its pain is more withheld.

Let's say that we need him more today than he needs us. We need his lifestyle, the example he left for us. His friends should honor the lamp that was lit by his bright vision and faithful soul.

This candle will not be extinguished by the blowing of the wind.

It is a breath of life in the memory of "Rejal Sadaqwa Ma Ahadwaa Allah Aaliyah" whether on this side of the bridge or on the other side...