My father was born in 1282; his date of birth was written behind the cover of the Quran. Around 1304, they issued his first ID card; the registration officer didn’t believe my father’s birthdate, claiming he looked younger. At that time, conscription had just begun, and they were taking the young men in their twenties; the ID registration officer assumed my father knew the correct age and wanted to make him seem older. Regardless of what my father said, he didn’t believe it until he went and brought the Quran, and finally, the registration officer accepted it. At that time, they called it compulsory military service; security personnel would come and take the young men, and people would gather to protest, chanting slogans or shouting “Ya Hussain.” They would curse the king and hope that his throne would be overturned, asking, “Where are you taking my child?”