Ex-PJAK member Mehran Amani: “Two years of my life were lost”

Iranian Kurdistan Human Rights Watch has continued its ongoing talks with the families of the victims of the PKK / PJAK crime, this time with Mehran Amani, a former PJAK member who joined the group as a child soldier.

One of the consistent approaches of militant groups such as the PKK / PJAK is that, one or more years after the children are killed, families are informed that their children have been killed, and in most cases do not report their burial.

According to most families, PJAK has often pressured them NOT to talk to the media about their children, so that they can continue to “violate the rights of Kurdish citizens” in the shadow of media silence.

Another point to consider is that the approach of militant groups such as PJAK in the use of children in war is contrary to their commitment under the Geneva Convention not to use children under the age of 18.

Perhaps the deception and abduction of Kurdish teenagers, youth and, of course, children, and then arming and using them for the purposes and interests of the leaders of militant groups such as PJAK and the PKK, is the only achievement and gift of those claiming to defend the rights of the Kurdish people.

In fact, this is a human rights violation that these groups are constantly insisting on.

The PKK / PJAK has long been intertwined with subject of child soldiers, but more importantly, these groups deceive and arm underage children and adolescents.

But the question is, what is the reason for the sudden announcement that these children were killed a few years after their death?

According to statistics released in recent years, “more than 50 percent of those killed” were child soldiers.

What is it that makes these children quickly announce the names of those killed in the war by the PKK media after several months of membership?

What is hidden behind this news? Is the PKK trying to destroy the identities of children by announcing this news so that it can use them in its secret operations?

One of these child soldiers was “Mehran Amani” who was abducted by PJAK elements at the age of fourteen.

 

The full text of the conversation is as follows:

I was only 16 years old at the time, and unfortunately I had problems with my father for a while, and that was only because of my own childish behavior. Puberty had hit me hard.

I thought I wanted to leave home and show my father that I could live alone and be independent, but unfortunately the path I had taken was wrong.

About two weeks before leaving the house, one of my uncles, who had a problem with his family, became a member of PJAK himself, and because we were looking for my uncle during that time, we found the number that was related to them, and I called that number. I had the number on my phone and because I thought my uncle must have gone to a good place, I thought I could go there too to prove myself to my father.

The interesting thing was that before I left, I had called that number several times and sent a message, but it did not respond, until I announced in a message that I wanted to become a member, as soon as I sent this message, he answered quickly and I went to border-city Baneh the next day, to cross into Iraq from there.

The next day I went to Baneh and waited for them to send someone to bring me to the other side, the person who arrived was obviously not a member of them (but a smuggler), because the moment he saw me he said to me: “You are very young to become a member PJAK or other groups, do not make such a mistake!”

But the person who guided me through the phone had already told me not to say at all that I wanted to become a member of any group, and just to say that I was going to Iraq for work, even though that person did not believe me and knew very well what I was getting myself into. That person was forced to take me to the border.

After I crossed the illegal crossing near Baneh, a car came to pick me up, and they sent me directly to Qandil for a training course.

Throughout the course, there was only brainwashing and ideological classes, and they only tried to dictate their ideas and ideologies to us through these classes.

I approached my uncle several times but they did not allow us to see each other, and each passing day I was completely stopped from asking about my uncle and other family members.

I had to deal with the difficult situation there and admit that I had ruined my future and I was doomed to live there, after the training because I could work with a computer and a camera, I went to the media section. They sent me to a place where I realized that the PKK is nothing but lies and deception, as the place I now worked was solely intended to make propaganda to convince others to give up their lives.

There I saw how children and young people were deceived and recruited with false stories.

I saw that they were promised a good life, but in the end they got something that happened to me, they lied that we have declared a ceasefire and we will not fight Iran, Turkey and other places, but every day names were declared dead, and every day a group of young people were killed, or some even killed themselves which we had to cover up in the media.

I realized this when I saw a series of letters several times, the content of which was that people who did not accept the ideology of the group and tried to escape were sentenced to death for being spies, and taken to the mountains and never come back.

One day, because we had nothing to eat, we had to hunt in the snow and became hunted ourselves by Turkish fighter jets, the only thing I remember was the terrible sound that came from a few meters away and threw me towards the rocks and I fainted, my back was severely damaged by the blast wave for nearly 3 months.

It was at that time that, with all that I had seen and been caught up in, about the nature of the PKK and the damage it had done to me, I realized what a big mistake I had made, and at any moment I could be killed like any other young man.

After a while I realized my uncle was able to escape after a few months. But they hid this news from me because they were afraid that I would run away as soon as I found out, and of course, it was a while ago that I found out that my family had come to Iraq to visit me again and again during all this time, but I was forbidden to see them and taken elsewhere every time they had tracked me down.

They did not allow me to even know my parents were just a quarter mile away.

All these events went hand in hand for me to finally understand the true nature of this group, so when my injury healed, I decided to save myself and escape from there.

It’s been a few years since I came back and got married, I have a really good life, but sometimes when I think about those years I can not forgive myself for what I did to my life and my family.

I just hope young people my age do not make these mistakes and learn from my life story.

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