NCRI WOMEN'S COMMITTEE

Works extensively with Iranian women outside the country and maintains a permanent contact with women inside Iran. The Women’s Committee is actively involved with many women's rights organizations and NGO's and the Iranian diaspora. The committee is a major source of much of the information received from inside Iran with regards to women. Attending UN Human Rights Commission meetings and other international or regional conferences on women’s issues, and engaging in a relentless battle against the Iranian regime's misogyny are part of the activities of members and associates of the committee.

Women of Iranian Resistance

When speaking of their childhood memories, people usually speak of their loving mothers, playmates, and their colorful world. But my childhood memories may be summarized in just one word, “prison.”

Behind her calm face is an impassioned soul, a soul which searches for peace and happiness of others. Hejrat Mo’ezzi recounts her story:

Mahnaz Farahani is a young architect who became acquainted with the Iranian Resistance while studying at university.

She looks calm and kind. Her beautiful smile and soft-spoken words capture one’s attention. This is her story in her own words.

There are people whose talents and delicacies are also visible in their appearance. Sabereh is one such person.
She writes beautifully, draws beautifully, patiently works on details and removes obstacles one by one to reach her goal. She says:

She confidently and calmly sits behind the wheel of a vehicle, a trailer, or a heavy haul truck and maneuvers skillfully on her own will. The mechanics and engine operations of these machineries seem so trivial to her. Not many women in the Middle East or even Eastern Europe can match her expertise and toughness.

This is my dear brother Hanif. I loved him and still love him more than anything in the world.

Hanif was shot dead in an attack on Camp Ashraf on July 29 and 30, in 2009. 

History has seen a long list of women, standing out as legends…

With her penetrating gaze, she looks around. After hearing the questions, she reflects for a moment and begins replying with a sweet smile. The passage of time and life’s adversities have not affected her cheerfulness nor her expressive words, perhaps because she made her decision years ago and pledged to fight as long as it may take.

I was just a little girl, perhaps about 7, when my memory was embedded with the intimate relations I had with my father, as a “mentor of struggle,” the day when he taught me to be generous and give away my teddy bear to a poor child instead of keeping it for myself.

From all my life experiences, the only phrase I would like to leave behind is, “It’s only your cause that can provide you guidance in life.”