Life and time will not let a decent and honest man down, his life will defend him and time will acquit him
I met Saeed Malekpour for the first time at the University of Victoria. A tall, young man, who seemed quiet in the first glance but also sincere. We talked a bit about his field of study and then about possible common friends. As time passed, we became close friends. He was athletic and loved the nature and travelling. We both registered for Ski lessons and it marked the beginning of our ski trips. We usaully left around 5 am and came back late in the evening. when the cold season passed, we started jogging on a weekly schedule. We found a 10-15 km long trail, which was so much fun to jog on. It was the trail which Saeed later told he used to recall in his cell and with his eyes closed, imagined himself running. He was also a rock climber and a member of a highly skilled cycling team. I have never met a person as healthy as Saeed.
Saeed was full of positive energy. I never saw him talk behind someone’s back. One never got tired of being with him. He laughed a lot, and was fun-loving, warm and friendly. However, like most of the well educated young Iranians, he was worried about his country’s fate. He was upset and complained about the systematic administrative corruption in Iran. Whenever we talked about corrupt authorities and managers in Iran, you could see a deep sadness and anger in his eyes. He was an honest and decent man that’s why he hated corruption and deceitfulness so much. He was peaceful and against all violence. He was polite and respectful.
He was in love with Zohreh [his wife]. You could tell from his behavior and manners. We were once mountain hiking with a group of friends. Due to the snow, the ladies could not keep up with our speed and started to lag behind. As soon as Saeed realized this, he got worried and quickly ran back downhill to help Zohreh up. Saeed was noble, moral and virtuous. In all my trips, I never saw him being rude or affronting somebody or use an improper language.
He had an average financial situation. He lived with Zohreh in a university owned family accommodation. They had an unpretentious and simple life. I remember he finally managed to buy a used car after saving up for a long time. Nonetheless, he was bighearted and generous. He never envied other people for their wealth; he was not a jealous person at all. Whenever we got back from a trip, he insisted to pay back for his expenses as soon as possible. You could tell from this attitude that he grew up in a righteous family.
He was keen on continuing his post graduate studies. He was about to start his PhD with a faculty member at the university of Victoria. However, he was deprived of his wish. That professor still follows up on Saeed and asks me about any updates.
Not long ago, Saeed got a speeding ticket from a Canadian officer. He accepted the ticket but objected to the amount of the fine. The case was taken to the court and when the judge realized that the officer had misspelled Saeed’s name on the ticket, he dismissed the case. Maybe in the judge’s opinion, a police officer who was not careful enough to write down the name of the driver correctly, he might as well not have been precise in other matters.
Years ago, I was discussing the complexity and difficulty in making judgments with a friend. My friend said “ Creating this world might have not been difficult for God, but the final judgement about human beings on the day of reckoning will indeed be hard”. As humans, we judge people quickly and carelessly. We take rumours very seriously. We neglect people’s dignity. We often are very easy on ourselves and harsh and strict on others.
I believe in Saeed’s innocence since I know him as a close friend of mine. Even if I did not know him, it would not have made any difference. People are innocent until they are rightfully found guilty of a crime in a fair trial and their verdict is based on the law.
I am waiting, waiting for the way to justice, which is obstructed these days. I am waiting for Saeed who I have deeply missed in the past two years.
The elixir of happiness was in a friend, a friend
Alas and alack I had not realized this until now