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Emam Khomeini ('ra) speaks from his residence in Neauphle-le-Château

On this day in 1978, Ruhollah Moosavi Khomeini ('ra) arrived in Paris, France. From 8 October 1978, he continued his exile from Neauphle-le-Château, on the outskirts of Paris, and he remained here until his return to Iran, which would be on 1 February 1979.

His journey to France was realized when Shah haramzade decided to seek the deportation of Emam Khomeini from Iraq, the agreement of the Iraqi government was obtained at a meeting between the Iraqi and Iranian foreign ministers in New York, and on September 24, 1978, Emam Khomeini's house in Najaf was surrounded by Saddam's troops. He was informed that his continued residence in Iraq was contingent on his abandoning political activity. Regardless of his acceptance or not, he was made to leave. On October 3, he left Iraq for Kuwait, but was refused entry at the border. After a period of hesitation in which Algeria, Lebanon and Syria were considered as possible destinations, Emam Khomeini embarked for Paris. Once he arrived in Paris, he took up residence in the said neighborhood which had been rented for him by Iranian exiles in France. From now on the journalists from across the world now made their way to France, and the image and the words of Emam Khomeini soon became a daily feature in the world's media.

In commemoration of this, the renamed Neauphle-le-Château street in Tehran serves as the location of the French embassy.

The place where he had lived, between the turning of Chevreuse Road and the Jardins Path was blockaded off soon after his departure from France. It no longer exists, long having been destroyed.

Salam va dorud bar Ruh-e Khoda


"My Lord, grant me success in struggling during failure, in having patience in disappointment, in going alone, in Jihad without weapons, in working without pay, in making sacrifice in silence, in having religious belief in the world, in having ideology without popular traditions, in having faith without pretensions, non-conformity without immaturity, beauty without physical appearance, loneliness in the crowd, and loving without the beloved knowing about it. My Lord, You teach me how to live; I shall learn how to die."
- Ali Shariati
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Original news footage from INA-FR on the arrival of Emam Khomeini to the suburb of Neauphle-le-Château. At 1:07, those two are my cousins.
Last Edit: October 05, 2010, 12:32:08 AM by Ruhollah

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shame they destroyed it, many people would of visited it.. it would of created another tourist location for france.

but they dont want iran to get popular.

damn i could easily drive there.

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Given the determined efforts of Iranians in France in formulating a so deeply negative figure of this man and the revolution, most in France today question their country's hosting of him to the point that they are even apologetic about it.



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Ambassador Freddy Eytan says:

President Valéry Giscard d’Estaing had invited the Shah of Iran as his first official foreign guest, in view of France’s interest in Iranian oil. In 1978, Giscard and his Interior Minister Michel Poniatowski foresaw the collapse of the Shah’s government, which would damage France’s commercial interests.

The proposal was then raised to bring the Ayatollah Khomeini to Algeria. Before, he had been chased from one place to the other. The DST, the French secret service, opposed his entry but Giscard overruled them and granted Khomeini political asylum in France. He stayed in Neauphle le Chateau near Paris. From there, he distributed cassettes to Iran inciting against democracy, peace in the Middle East, the Jews and Israelis. He also called for jihad, a violent holy war. The PLO distributed Khomeini’s cassettes to Iran. When the American embassy in Teheran was attacked in November 1979, PLO members were among the perpetrators. Yasser Arafat was the first official guest in Teheran. He received a popular welcome as a great hero for supporting the Islamic revolution.

Today, we know that Khomeini’s concepts of the Islamic Republic have led to a major expansion of militant Islam. Both Hizbollah and Al Qaeda have their origins in the revolutionary ideas developed in Khomeini’s Iran. The violent speeches in the Iranian mosques and international Islamist terror would not have developed without Khomeini’s stay in France and the publicity he received there. Without Giscard’s hospitality, Khomeini would not have been able to take power in Iran and develop an infrastructure for international propaganda and terrorism.


Editor David Frum wrote in his review of David Pryce-Jones’s book Betrayal: France, the Arabs, and the Jews
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Pryce-Jones demonstrates that French foreign policy has repeatedly arrived at nearly equally perverse results in the Middle East. When Saddam Hussein banished Ayatollah Khomeini from Iraq in 1978, France welcomed the turbaned zealot. In France, the ayatollah discovered limitless freedom to agitate: As he himself later said, “We could publicize our views extensively, much more than we expected.” Pryce-Jones quotes a study by Amir Taheri that the ayatollah gave 132 radio, television, and print interviews over the four months of his stay in France. He received almost 100,000 visitors, who donated over 20 million British pounds to his cause. In February 1979, the ayatollah returned to Iran in a chartered Air France jet; an Air France pilot held his elbow as he descended the steps to the tarmac.


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In 1978, as protests against Shah Pahlavi swept across Iran, Ayatollah Khomeini was living in a cozy house in the Parisian suburb of Neauphle-le-Chateau, engineering an Islamic revolution that would soon shake the world. Under the watchful eye of the French government, Khomeini met regularly with journalists and actively campaigned for the shah’s overthrow. In fact, when Pahlavi finally fled his country in 1979, Khomeini was provided with a chartered Air France flight to Tehran, where he presided over one of the world’s most repressive regimes until his death in 1989.


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Imam Khomeini and Neauphle-le-Château villagers

Before heading for Iran on February 1, 1979 from a 14-year exile, Imam Ruhollah Mousavi Khomeini spent about 4 months in Neauphle-le-Château village, France. The period is still a sweet reminiscence for many residents in the village as they found the rare opportunity of getting acquainted with the lifestyle of the great man of century first-hand against the tide of adversary media propaganda.

Louis is one of those villagers who once remembered his sweet memory of Imam Khomeini's months-long stop in the village when he was a young boy.

"One day I was heading home from school when my eyes were caught by an unusual mass of people in the alleyway leading to my residence. There was a large crowd in front of a garden several steps from our house. There were some reporters among the crowd with cameras hanging over their chests. They were snooping inside the garden from top of the green, wooden gate of the garden. I was curious about what was happening inside the garden.

I shoved myself into the crowd but the more I snooped the less I found. I asked a reporter what had happened. He said some important event was going to happen. He asked me whether I was residing in the village.

"Yes, our house is over there," I pointed to my house.

"Soon your village will turn into the most well-known village in the world," the reporter said.

"I did not get your idea. What an important event is going to happen in our village which would turn it so important?" I asked.

"Have you ever heard of Ayatollah Khomeini?" he asked.

The name was familiar to me. I have heard it many times before from radio and television and have seen photos in newspapers.

"You mean Iran's religious leader?" I asked the reporter.

"Excellent, he has arrived at this village. He is to become your neighbor," he said.

The reporter went on to say that he and his colleagues were waiting for permission from Ayatollah Khomeini for an interview.

I turned more curious to see the great person at any price. Any encounter could become a subject for me to boast about among my classmates.

"Will they allow me in if I wait," I asked.

"I don't know," he replied, adding "you must ask the person standing over there besides the garden gate."

I left no moment to go and ask the person in charge of the gate if I could have an opportunity for an encounter with Ayatollah Khomeini.

"We live several steps away from here. Could I visit Ayatollah Khomeini?" I asked.

"What do you know about him?" he asked me.

"I know Ayatollah Khomeini is Iran's religious leader. Newspapers carry his photos on a daily basis," I said.

The man thought for a moment and then asked whether there was anyone other than me to wish to see Ayatollah Khomeini. I pointed to the reporters and said "They wish too. I promise to see him for several seconds and keep order."

Seconds later the gate of the garden was open wide to me.

Ayatollah Khomeini was an old man with clerical clothes and a black turban round his head. I thought for a second that Messiah was over there standing before me.

Soon it was an hour past my entry and I could not swallow how the long period passed so soon.

I returned home and told my mother whether she wished to see the great man. I know he would be a sensation for her like for me.

"Do you think his coming to our village is problematic?" I asked her.

"I don't think so but your father seeks tranquility. There would be no longer calm here," she replied.

She was true. When father came to house he was very angry. She put out her overcoat and sprawled over armchair.

"This year is an underachieving year. Wherever I go I fail to find luck. The company went bankrupt and now the situation has turned so here?" he grumbled.

"It would not take too long. Calm will return in a few days," my mother said, seeking to pacify him.

"God willing," my father said angrily.

"Newspapers say he would return to Iran in a few days," my mother said.

"But why here in this tiny village?" my father grumbled.



There were a few days ahead of Christmas. I was in no mood for my homework. The thought of Imam Khomeini had occupied my mind. Against my wishes however the father had decided to complain to police. I lost patience at his conduct and told him why he refused to go to visit Ayatollah Khomeini.

"He's like other priests. He would certainly only give out advices," My father said, his voice dripping with irony.

"You always recommend me never make prejudgments. I thought you were a rational man ... he is to make a speech today. Let's go to listen to him for the sake of your son at least. You can leave if you are not content," I told my father.

He seemed to have been affected by my logic.

"When should we go?" he asked.

"In less than half an hour. He keeps good time by habit," I said emphatically.

I went to the speech venue with my father. Other than reporters, there were lots of people. It was fascinating to me. Many of the participants even could not know a word of his speech otherwise they wanted to discover the great man.

When Ayatollah Khomeini came every body stood in respect. I looked at my father. Tears had moistened his eyes. I took a sigh of relief.

We came to listen to Khomeini the other days. My father was no longer angry.



It was the eve of Jesus birth anniversary. We had thronged a Christmas pine tree. The doorbell rang. Who was he? It was late in the night.

My father went to the door and I followed him. There was a man outside with a bunch of flower and a box of candies in his hands. He greeted us warmly and handed the flowers to my father. "These are from Ayatollah Khomeini. He has congratulated you on the Jesus birth. He has also said sorry for any inconvenience caused by his presence in your village," the man said.

My father took the flowers and the box of candies. "Deliver our thanks to him," my father said and returned to his private room without saying anything more.

Minutes later I heard him sobbing. Something had broken within him.

My mother was inquiring what had happened. I rushed to her to explain.

"This year Messiah has sent us gifts; flowers and candies."

http://www.muslimherald.com/English/EN_News/International/012020699.htm

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