Dr.
Parvin Darabi
On February 21, 1994 I was a very happy going successful engineering consultant. I thought I had it all, money, stature, a nice home, supportive husband, an adorable son, and a fulfilling profession. Then on February 22 came the early morning phone call from my uncle in Tehran, which shattered my world and changed the direction of my life forever. On that early morning I learned about my sister Homašs self-immolation protest in a public square in Tehran against the oppressive regime of the Islamic Republic of Iran and their treatment of women. Her last cries were death to tyranny, long live freedom, long live Iran.
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