Seeking Redemption [Talab-e Amorzesh] By Sadeq Hedayat
Amidst the sweltering winds that whipped up the hot dust and sand and slapped the travelers in the face, the unyielding sun scorched and melted everything in its path. The monotonous clanging of iron and brass bells could be heard, synchronized with the camels’ steps. Their drooping necks and sullen, slack expressions signaled their dissatisfaction […]
My Henna-Colored Coat By Rasoul Parvizi
In year thirty, the snow did swell, To column’s height, as elders tell. With flakes that fell both day and night, The sight became a sheer delight, A tale of winter’s spell they’d often retell. The winter of 1928 in Shiraz was particularly harsh and unrelenting. The cold was so intense that it seemed […]
The Story of my Glasses By Rasoul Parvizi
The event is so vivid that it penetrates the shadows of my memory and shines bright as daylight. It feels like it happened just hours ago and is still at the forefront of my memories. Until eighth grade, I considered eyeglasses a sign of foreign sophistication, much like education and neckties, worn by civilized people […]
Rasoul Parvizi: The Patched Pants [Shalvarhay-e Vasleh Dar]
Oh, joy and gloom were locked in a fierce battle. Our schoolyard was a chaotic mixture of laughter and tears. A student might walk down the hallway with a glum look on his face, but as soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he was enveloped in a cloud of mirth and laughed along with […]