The smell of Iran.
When I went on a tour to Tajikistan, I felt a strange pride because it is the only place where a person feels Iranian; Even more than Iran itself!
This feeling starts from the moment of arrival at Doshanbe airport, on which this verse of Hafez was written: “The view of my eyes is your nest/ Karam Nama and Froud A, which is your home”
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The beautiful Persian language with the old Khorasani pronunciation takes the thought back to the distant “Samanian” era. with those forgotten ancient Dari and Pahlavi words.
When I enter the city All the alleys and streets are named with the names of ancient Iran and the statues of “Khayyam”, “Son of Sina”, “Rodaki” and “Ferdoosi” can be seen everywhere.
Their currency is “Samani”, which unconsciously manifests the glory of the Shahnameh in the heart. The names of their hairy women, with those happy and colorful clothes and wearing them, are: Dilbara, Delikh, Dilbar, Feringis, Musk Afshan, Black Gesou. The names of their men: Siavash, Iraj, Fereydoun, Farhad.
The whole city is in the style of ancient Iran, drowned in singing, rameshgari, and courtship, and in their calendar twelve months of the year have not been filled with mourning! Before Nowruz, all people play and dance in koi and barzan. On the first day of Nowruz, people gather in a large place called “Nowruzgah” which is decorated in the style of Persepolis, and thousands and thousands of people celebrate, waving their hands and stomping their feet.
Geographical places of their country are dreamy names for people of literature and history: Jihun, Badakhshan, Khojand, etc. Even the places that are not part of Tajikistan, but when you are in that space, their names are remembered: Khwarezm, Bukhara, Samarkand, they take the mind to all directions.
I travel the ten-hour distance on Monday to the nearest Fararodan beach with a childlike enthusiasm, and in my mind, Ki Khosro’s passage from Jihun and Tir Arash and the surrender of Siavash, who said: “There is one country I am looking for in the world/ whose name remains hidden from Kavos.”
At first, I was sad why this piece was separated from the body of Iran, but then I thought that it is better that it is not part of Iran, at least on this earth that once had forty-four lands, under the feet of Dariush’s kingdom.
There is a small land left that has an Iranian color and a smell of Iran
This post is written by mkarimia46