#if they got a place in tajikistan we love each other enough dont we? when we look in the mirror we see each other. theres a love letter | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

faaun · 2 months

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what draws you back to your country what draws you back to your land when i was a kid i told myself if i ever left iran i'd never go back 2 years into living in the UK i started looking at news on iran again 10 years in and i visited it for the first time again and today i heard an iranian mother talk in farsi to her child on the train to london the way my mother used to and i wanted to cry i wanted to ask her whether they're still cutting the mountaintops whether the lakes are still drying today i showed the person i was with pictures of waterfalls and palaces and forests and snow-white north something odd pulls me back with increasing force i can't ignore it ever again

#i just dont know how else to tell you everything !!! santoor from a different room the large family gathering the black tea with saffron #drank out of delicate glass and gold vessels cold marble on hot nights big stars big rivers big mountains #visible from busy tehran roads the ease of conversation tension eased by sarcasm tall tall cliffsides you drive by #rushing to put on headscarves before the head teacher comes in a rave by the base of damavand massive sun pastel purple skies #disjunct architecture trucks on road sides with fresh fruits pomegranates watermelons oranges everywhere #the smell of golpar on tangerines beautiful girls in tehran holding hands bautiful boys in kermanshah speaking kurdish the janky #cars on the verge of breakdown held together by love caspian sea lighting up in spring staying up into the morning on noruz #my friends uncle sang and played setar his son played the violin a little fear a lot of love remnants of something #grand carved into the cliffside everything feels bigger taller the landscape swallows you it smells like #illegally imported wine and orange blossoms and auntie's tahchin soaking your eyes in warm tea when youre sick #tomatoes and salt concrete and stone something mandmade and something raw new flag old resilience #the anger getting to us bruised eyes big grin all i know is the north i feel sorry my mother asks if id be okay #if they got a place in tajikistan we love each other enough dont we? when we look in the mirror we see each other. theres a love letter #across the border and it says I MISS YOU IM GLAD YOURE DOING BETTER itll never be the same im not okay with it at all there are no more #stars i miss jumping over big fires i miss our fireworks im sorry we cant be happy anymore everyone #leaves the mint and rosewater and sunlight for a reason.#it's not pride it's just generational regret

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