Sajjad Ordouni, Desert; Miracle
Death Sajjad Ardooni Kavir 20 years old in Iran Sabzevar Motahari
Written by: Zal
I am Sajjad Ordouni Kavir. I lived my life through honest work and hope for the future, striving toward the day I could have a business of my own. I was an auto body technician—a craft that demanded patience and precision. I shaped damaged sheet metal, working to restore what impacts had bent and broken. I never grew tired of working. I knew that reaching my goals would not be easy, but I refused to wait around for someone else to build my future for me. Having gained experience in various workshops, the more I learned, the more I envisioned the day I would be working independently. I had even chosen the name for my shop: "Miracle." I longed for the day I would hang a sign bearing that name above my own storefront—to have a place of my own that was the fruit of years of toil and learning, earning enough to build the life I dreamed of. Marriage was another of my dreams. I would often speak of a future where I could build a family of my own and enjoy a peaceful life alongside my work. Yet until that day arrived, many responsibilities rested on my shoulders. I worked hard for my family, and despite all the hardships I had endured, I had no intention of turning back. Those who knew me…
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