Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Snapshots of a trip, or A persimmon a day...


* The sight of my aunt waiting for me in the airport alongside my family, and the smell of the tuberoses bouquet in her hand; that fragrance…

* The sparkle of consciousness in my Alzheimeric grandfather’s eyes, who recognized me only for a fraction of a second…

* The intimate morning chat with my mother-in-law, after the breakfast, about his son/my husband, my worries and her experiences…

* The smooth deep comforting voice of my sister-in-law, the yoga teacher, praying sweetly at the end of the session, which made my tears run down; apparently just like any other newcomer to her class…

* The day spent with my brother in Tehran, the loads of books we bought, the rain we ran under, the pomegranate juice we drank, the donuts we didn’t eat, and the pizza we shared…

* The fresh bread and yogurt, my favorite lunch with my father, who still keeps me guarded behind himself while passing the street; as if I’m forever his 7-year-old…

* My grandmother’s apartment, in front of which I still cry so hard to my own disbelief, waiting hopelessly for her to show up and invite me in…

* The dance we did as a family, to that
happy moving song, on the highest point of the road between the newly snow-covered mountains, breathing the crisp clean fresh air…

* The lunch I had with my highschool friends, previous 16-year-olds now grown ups with loads of different experiences, laughing crazily just like the old days, and the comment one of us gave: "With your highschool friends, you don't really need to explain much about everything..."

* Bazaar and its ever alive atmosphere, and the five of us, mothers and sisters and daughters, now equally as five married women, chatting and laughing and eating in that busy restaurant, as if in a scene from a
Mehrjui’s movie…

* And the unbelievably beautiful portrait of my cousin-the bride and her groom, waiting to get into the wedding party; and my tears of joy and love for them, for hadn't it been for her, I wouldn’t have taken this trip…

5 comments:

Daisy said...
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Daisy said...

Welcome back!!
That was a well captured snapshot of your trip. There was so much emotion in this post. It's hard to describe the effect it had on me. I loved it for all the details that you mentioned so meticulously, for refreshing some old memories and reminding me of the experiences that I might never have again.
It is good to have you back.

Daisy said...

Welcome back!!
That was a well captured snapshot of your trip. There was so much emotion in this post. It's hard to describe the effect it had on me. I loved it for all the details that you mentioned so meticulously, for refreshing some old memories and reminding me of the experiences that I might never have again.
It is good to have you back.

Nava said...

Thank you Daisy. It was in fact a package of bunch of emotions, squeezed in a short time frame. I hope you can have similar experiences again. I don't believe in "hope" much, but as it is said in science, there is always a "possibility". I hope it happens for you as well some day...

Lotus said...

I am glad that your snapshot has flavors of delight, pleasant surprise, and liveliness ... and good to see you back

Dead says that it is nice and easy to be a visitor and see the positive side of things, life is less rosy when you have to live it rather than see it :)