Irooni: Part I, Father - by Nami - here i am
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a four-part fiction series
my father Yeki bood, yeki nabood: this is what traditionally begins the telling of Iranian folklores, a prelude to each story meaning “there was someone, there was no one”. The words originate from Iranian writer Mohammad-Ali Jamalzadeh’s short-story collection of the same title, copies of which were publicly burned by the Iranian Islamic clergy for its reflections on the social and political conditions of Iran. One-hundred-and-two years later, yeki bood, yeki nabood are still the words uttered by Iranians before telling stories, a gentle introduction into a world suspended in no specific…
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