Jan 7
Fahimeh Najjar Ajam
Fahimeh was a joyful and energetic young woman. She held a bachelor's degree in Accounting, but she was more passionate about running a business than working in an office. She worked alongside her brother as his partner in the family's pastry shop. At the same time, she was studying foreign languages, including Korean, and planned to immigrate within the next year or two. Yet above all her personal dreams stood one hope: a free and proud Iran. That goal outweighed every other plan she had. On that night, despite knowing there might be no return, she went out to raise her voice for freedom and dignity.
- Age
- 30
- City
- Azadshahr
- Date
- 2026-01-08
- All statuses
- Family report
Life story
Fahimeh was a joyful and energetic young woman. She held a bachelor's degree in Accounting, but she was more passionate about running a business than working in an office. She worked alongside her brother as his partner in the family's pastry shop. At the same time, she was studying foreign languages, including Korean, and planned to immigrate within the next year or two. Yet above all her personal dreams stood one hope: a free and proud Iran. That goal outweighed every other plan she had. On that night, despite knowing there might be no return, she went out to raise her voice for freedom and dignity.
Incident summary
On the night of 18 Dey, in Azadshahr, Golestan Province, Fahimeh joined other protesters on Shahroud Street near the Justice Department. At first, everything seemed calm. Around 10:00 p.m., however, gunfire broke out. A young man was struck in the leg by what was described as a pellet round and was bleeding heavily. He limped toward Fahimeh, and she took off her scarf and handed it to his friends so they could bandage his wound. The protesters then moved toward Gorgan Street. Fahimeh's sister, who was with her that night, urged her to go back. Fahimeh replied, “No, let's not leave the crowd alone. At worst, we'll be hit by pellets.” Less than fifteen minutes later, the sound of gunfire intensified. According to this account, live ammunition was used. Fahimeh was struck by three bullets—in her leg, side, and heart—and lost her life. Her body was taken to Hazrat Masoumeh Hospital in Azadshahr. After a week of repeated efforts by her family, her body was finally returned. She was buried at six o'clock in the morning, before sunrise, in silence and with only ten relatives present.
Memorial narrative
I raised you with the blood of my heart; I gave you to the motherland.