O.K. It is a long story, and for those of you who can access Iranian.com, you can read the whole story here. Those of you who are in Iran and cannot access Iranian.com, please let me know and I will continue posting it in parts next week.
I had my two woolen chadorshabs converted into window valances, throws, and pillows. Their colors are so bright and lovely, they continue to be a visual feast for me. Above and beyond their appearance, they serve as mementoes of an unforgettable journey into a corner of my lovely Iran, where I was taken by fate to see something very special again—beautiful, unpretentious Iranian hearts and souls.
6/15/2007
Ghassem Abad Miravim Ma...(3)
O.K. It is a long story, and for those of you who can access Iranian.com, you can read the whole story here. Those of you who are in Iran and cannot access Iranian.com, please let me know and I will continue posting it in parts next week.
I had my two woolen chadorshabs converted into window valances, throws, and pillows. Their colors are so bright and lovely, they continue to be a visual feast for me. Above and beyond their appearance, they serve as mementoes of an unforgettable journey into a corner of my lovely Iran, where I was taken by fate to see something very special again—beautiful, unpretentious Iranian hearts and souls.
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Gorgeous.
Thank you Serendip! It was such an ordeal saving the chadorshab pieces from my cat, Asghar, in Tehran. They are so sturdily woven that they survived him, I'm glad to report!
Such a pleasure to read about GhaasemAabaad, Olya and Sofla. We used to walk a mile to the Sofla entrance on the road, eat the best nimroo with the best bread ever. Visiting those two villages was and is one of the best memories I have of shomaal. The kindness one receives is contagious. You should have seen a wedding at the Sofla one. They are indescribabale. Colors are all that remain in my head. Any festivity in GhaasemAabaad was out of this world, much less a wedding. I still own the full regalia I bought there. Thanks for reviving those memories. You must have passed my old house to get there too :)
My Dear Anonymous:
I am so touched with your comment! I thought I was lucky for a chance encounter with those beautiful people. Now I meet (of sorts) someone who has lived close to that beauty, warmth, and generosity. I saw the celebration you mentioned in my mind just now. Thank you for coming and thank you for sharing. You also give me hope that the things I write are actually read! I write them from my heart and when they are read with the heart, I run around with joy for days! Khosh amadid!
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