Episode 1-
Iranians generally believe everything under the sun has begun either in Iran or by Iranians. This starts with fire and goes for many other things like money, post, music, chess and etc. The Shia too, believes all needed for man kind is directly or indirectly instructed by their Holy figures. Thus no values really are considered if not through their measures.
Episode 2-
It is Ashura now. The ten days mourning ceremony for the "Master of Martyrs of the world, Hussein" which you can read on hanging banners. The incident happened about 14 centuries ago and still is commemorated by Shia population as an ultimate spiritual and unparalleled lesson to generations to come. He is said to be the most just and bravest of all times. Everywhere is covered with black cloths honor his spirited historical challenge. In every neighborhood temporary spaces built out of adjustable metal bars also enclosed and roofed by black cloths. These places are for people mostly youth to hold their mourning ceremony which includes a number of speeches and reciting sad songs and self beating as well. Even people are mostly wearing black and not even shaved. This is exactly what the Iranians do when they lose a love one, like a Father.
Episode 3-
After couples of minutes wandering around for a vacant parking place, hopelessly we returned to the building where we were about to go. A young man wearing black who was chatting with the a group of mourners got into a car parked in front of us, moved backward trying to get out of his improper park bumped our car. My friend, the driver of our car horned relentlessly. Showing both his anger and to inform him what he has done. The driver dropped from the car and shouted to us why were we horning. While fixing his car's back bumper uttering "why do you horn, wait if I bumped you then you horn"! By now my friend was already very angry and shouted back at him. In a threatening voice the driver said in response, "Do you want me to call Police and complain that you have bumped me from the back?"
Now I already thought I should say something. I got close to him and said, "May your expression of grieves be accepted".
Iranians generally believe everything under the sun has begun either in Iran or by Iranians. This starts with fire and goes for many other things like money, post, music, chess and etc. The Shia too, believes all needed for man kind is directly or indirectly instructed by their Holy figures. Thus no values really are considered if not through their measures.
Episode 2-
It is Ashura now. The ten days mourning ceremony for the "Master of Martyrs of the world, Hussein" which you can read on hanging banners. The incident happened about 14 centuries ago and still is commemorated by Shia population as an ultimate spiritual and unparalleled lesson to generations to come. He is said to be the most just and bravest of all times. Everywhere is covered with black cloths honor his spirited historical challenge. In every neighborhood temporary spaces built out of adjustable metal bars also enclosed and roofed by black cloths. These places are for people mostly youth to hold their mourning ceremony which includes a number of speeches and reciting sad songs and self beating as well. Even people are mostly wearing black and not even shaved. This is exactly what the Iranians do when they lose a love one, like a Father.
Episode 3-
After couples of minutes wandering around for a vacant parking place, hopelessly we returned to the building where we were about to go. A young man wearing black who was chatting with the a group of mourners got into a car parked in front of us, moved backward trying to get out of his improper park bumped our car. My friend, the driver of our car horned relentlessly. Showing both his anger and to inform him what he has done. The driver dropped from the car and shouted to us why were we horning. While fixing his car's back bumper uttering "why do you horn, wait if I bumped you then you horn"! By now my friend was already very angry and shouted back at him. In a threatening voice the driver said in response, "Do you want me to call Police and complain that you have bumped me from the back?"
Now I already thought I should say something. I got close to him and said, "May your expression of grieves be accepted".
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