Showing posts with label iran. Show all posts
Showing posts with label iran. Show all posts

Thursday, 23 August 2018

City of the Ayatollahs


Shrine of Fatimah Masumeh, Holy City of Qom, Iran

Eid Al-Adha Mubarak! Selamat Hari Raya Haji! And Happy Holidays to everyone (who’s staying in the Muslim world)!

A little late, but better late than never, right?

Up to my neck with work, so here’s another quick picture post (yes, again). Putting pictures of a mosque / shrine in Iran for the Eid festivities.

The city of Qom is the de facto religious capital of Iran. Its large number of seminaries, religious institutes and universities on Shia Islam makes it the main place where Ayatollahs (clerics of Shi’a Islam) are trained and produced. At the heart of Qom, is the Shrine of Fatimah Masumeh, a revered figure in Shia Islam. I could go on (if I have time), but what the heck, read it yourself in Wikipedia, OK? Besides, it’ll bore the bejesus outta you if you ain’t interested in religion and stuff like that. Moreover, I have tons of work waiting for me to tackle. Here goes!




The Fatimah Masumeh Shrine on a snowy day, Qom, Iran Dec 2016 (Yes! It snowed when we reached Qom, but the snowflakes disappeared as soon as they landed!)








Muqarnas of various finishes and colours on the many arch entrances of the shrine – there’re gold ones, mirrored ones, white ones, multi-coloured ones, you name it, you get it!


Why is Anu wearing a curtain?!? Rules are rules. Women who want to enter the shrine compound have to wear chadors (full body-length cloaks extending from head to toe for women). Chadors are mostly black, and Iranian women all wear black chadors. (In fact, chadors actually look better in black). Foreigners who ‘stray’ into the shrine are made to wear chadors of whatever pattern they can find, and hence, …the curtain


The shrine compound is filled with people and pilgrims. Foreigners like us can enter the shrine compound (for free), but cannot enter the shrine itself


Shia clerics are a dime a dozen here

Sunday, 1 April 2018

Carpet Merchants of Persia


“The ceilings have holes! They’re for the flying carpets to go in and out!” (If only that were true) – Ceiling of the Timche-e-Amin-od-Dowleh (Aminoddoleh Caravanserai), in the middle of Kashan’s covered bazaar


Bazar-e-Kashan (Bazaar of Kashan) showing the Aminoddoleh Caravanserai

Happy Easter everyone! I can’t seem to find any Easter related thing to post (or maybe I’m just plain lazy, ahem), so I am continuing with my post on Kashan, Iran, since I’ve already dug up all the photos!!

Here’s a tale of some carpet merchants in 19th century Persia. A carpet merchant named Borujerdi wanted to marry the daughter of another carpet merchant named Tabatabaei. Now, Tabatabaei was a rich man in Kashan, and lived in an opulent palace of a home, complete with courtyards, gardens and fountains. He gave Borujerdi only one condition, that his daughter must at least be able to live in a home as grand and charming as her original home. Borujerdi set out to do just that and completed his own palace of a house 18 years later. See for yourself!


Tabatabaei Historical House, Kashan, Isfahan Province, Iran


Muqarnas (the hanging stalactite-like formations) in the Tabatabaei House looking like the fangs of a menacing monster. Whoever the architect is, he must have a perverted sense of joy of scaring the bejesus outta little children!


Anu at Borujerdi's House


The domed ceiling of the Borujerdi Historical House, Kashan

Kashan is filled with houses like these. Here’s another historical house: -


Abbasian Historical House, Kashan

And this was our hotel: -


Manouchehri House


A living room in the Manouchehri House

There’re more to Kashan than just markets and houses. Rich people need to relax and enjoy. What better way than a bathhouse?


Hammam-e-Sultan Amir Ahmad (Sultan Amir Ahmed Bathhouse), Kashan, Iran


The roof of the Sultan Amir Ahmed Bathhouse

And here’s a mosque with a courtyard like the Persian houses around: -


The Agha Bozorg Mosque, Kashan

To see more photos of Kashan, click here.

Tuesday, 20 March 2018

Adventures in Persia


Yours truly, on the roof of the Sultan Amir Ahmed Bathhouse, Kashan, Isfahan Province, Iran

In another part of Asia, across the vast Indian Ocean from Bali, another New Year takes place in March, Nowruz, the Persian New Year. Nowruz coincides with the March Equinox (which is today), symbolizing spring in the Northern Hemisphere, and the day in which the sun crosses the equator and enters the Northern Hemisphere, which also means that it’s gonna get really hot, pretty soon around these parts of the world! Hmmmph!

Here’s a little write up on Persia (i.e. on our Iran trip at the end of 2016), which I prepared for the Company’s magazine a year ago. It should be 300 words or more. If published, I’d be richer by AED 200! (It’s not much, but any money is good money, right? …If earned honestly, that is). Unfortunately for me, they didn’t pick my article!?! (That may be because I wrote 2 articles on the Iran trip. I thought I’d cash in on 2 articles with 1 trip, since there’re so many things to see). That didn’t work, but my first article (on Dizin, Iran) was published! Hehe.

Here’s the article, and pictures of Kashan, a Persian town filled with bazaars, traditional villas of rich merchants and public baths, the sort of setting you’d imagine if you were a Prince of Persia! Here goes!


“What does that hole in the ceiling do, Papa?” Timche-e-Amin-od-Dowleh (Aminoddoleh Caravanserai), Kashan Bazaar


“To let the genies come in…” (Nah, just joking) – Close-up view of the ceiling of the Aminoddoleh Caravanserai

Adventures in Persia

The name Persia always evokes a sense of ancient empire in my mind, of magic lamps and badass thieves, with treasures hidden in magical caves, of exotic belly dancers and flying carpets,... Well, that’s what you get when you watch too many action fantasy films or play too many computer games… (Can’t blame me when I grow up playing games like the Prince of Persia, can you?)

Well, Persia is just across the sea from Dubai, or 2 hours by flight, and it’s easy to visit and cheap. It’s actually called the Islamic Republic of Iran now. Sure, there’re no flying carpets, or skimpily clad veiled girls doing belly dances, but there is still a treasure trove of places waiting to be seen. There are ancient remains of great empires, like Persepolis, a UNESCO-listed World Heritage Site. There are historical palaces, mansions, gardens and town squares like the Naqsh-e-Jahan Square in Isfahan. There are beautiful Iranian mosques with its turquoise coloured theme and hanging beehive-like formations (murqanas). There’re traditional covered bazaars with its Persian rugs and people that are nothing like the religious zealots that the West portrays Iranians to be. Of course, there’ll be that bad egg in the basket, but overall we found Iranians to be friendly, helpful and forthright.

There’re also ancient hill villages, exotic desert towns, desolate salt lakes, and mountains where you can ski in winter and where wild flowers blossom in spring. And best of all, there’re so little tourists, you can have the place all to yourself (the less popular places anyway, when we were there in winter).

So do I recommend a trip to Iran? Definitely, especially if you are a cultural buff. After all, Iran is not only the seat of everything Persian, it is also the de facto centre of Shia Islamic culture.

And what about the kids? Nope, there’s not much for the kids here unfortunately, unless your kids love running around, which in that case, there’re plenty for the kids, …Isfahan’s town square is one of the largest in the world, for example. And of course, there’s the snowy mountains near Tehran for skiing, and for a good ol’ snowball fight!



Hammam-e-Sultan Amir Ahmad (Sultan Amir Ahmed Bathhouse), Kashan, Iran


Close-up view of the ceiling, Hammam-e-Sultan Amir Ahmad – holes in the ceiling seems to be a trend, huh?

And here’re some traditional Persian merchant houses: -


Our hotel during our stay in Kashan – Manouchehri House, the left-most 3 windows on the ground floor was our room


Dining room of the Manouchehri Traditional House Hotel


Iranian mommy (Anu) serving naughty kids breakfast at the Manouchehri Hotel dining room


Entrance of the Tabatabaei Historical House, one of the many historical houses in Kashan, of which the most well-known are the Tabatabaei, Borujerdi and Abbasian Historical Houses


Compound of the Borujerdi Historical House


Lunch at the Abbasi Teahouse and Restaurant, which is actually a part of the Abbasian Historical House – Having lunch here was one of the highlights of our Iranian trip I’d say!


“C’mon, let’s dig in. The food’s here!” Abbasi Teahouse & Restaurant, Kashan, Iran – That blue jug contains doogh, a yogurt-based drink like lassi, which is drunk like water in Iran!


The backstreets of Kashan, between our hotel Manouchehri Housse, and the Bazaar of Kashan – Kashan is a cosy little town where most of the attractions are within walking distance of one another


The Agha Bozorg Mosque at dusk, Kashan, Isfahan Province, Iran

Saturday, 3 February 2018

The Bond of Brothers


‘Helping’ Mommy pack for a trip to Jordan, Dec 2015

I’ve posted photos of Justin, and photos of Jayden, but rarely of the two boys together. So, here’re some photos of them together. They squabble most of the time, but sometimes, they’re really sweet with one another. These precious times are what every parent would like to see, I believe. I hope they remember the bond of brotherhood, stay close to one another and look out for each other for as long as they live.


Stuck in Bahrain Airport, on transit from Amman, Jordan back to Dubai, Dec 2015


Luckily, there’s some shade, Taman Ayun Temple, Bali, Indonesia, Mar 2016


What the boys are up to when their Mommy shops, DragonMart, Jul 2016




Fooling around in the hotel room in Isfahan, Iran, Dec 2016




This fun is freezing! Velayat Rud, Alborz Province, Iran, Dec 2016


Justin loves hot baths, Jayden ummm so-so, (he’s scared of water), May 2017


Savvy in matching outfits, May 2017


Sharing a pizza, DragonMart, Jun 2017


In lazy mode, thanks to the telly …at least they’re quiet and not making more mess, Aug 2017


Awww… this place stinks! At ‘Smelly Beach’ (beside Barracuda Wine Shop), Umm Al Quwain, UAE, Sep 2017


Another set of matching outfits! Thanks to Mommy. At Mirdif City Centre, Sep 2017


What izit with sand that kids are crazy about?!? At the public playground near our house, International City, Dubai, Oct 2017

By the way, Jayden’s started school in January. Here’s an update on Jayden’s baby language before he grows up and it all disappears – Lelo (yellow), Shimish (finish), Vegeble (vegetable), Mumber (number), Simima (cinema), Excamador (excavator), Tranmowers (Transformers), Acabraca (Abracadabra), Open Semeni (Open Sesame).

And here’re a couple of songs. Yes, he sings! Unlike his brother! “Twinkle, twinkle little star, haiyu haiyu little star!” And “Let it go, let it go, here I stand and here I stay, brother Jan (let the storm rage on), the cold body anyway (the cold never bothered me anyway), deng! (that’s the sound of the door closing at the end of the song in the video).”