Araz Gholami

After the first dose of the vaccine, wandering around, meeting friends in istanbul, and the nine-day holiday in turkey, there was nothing left to do in istanbul. it was the perfect opportunity to visit dear ankara. planning the trip on a budget was somewhat difficult. almost all hotels and trains we... Read All

July 11, 2021, istanbul apparently, hatred isn’t permanent. after a little over a year since returning to iran and spending two years in turkey, i’m finally starting to like it here. the reasons are obvious: the atmosphere and good colleagues at work, a clear and promising future, the ability to ... Read All

July 5, 2021, tabriz airport it’s been months since i last wrote something like this. not that nothing has happened in my life—there simply wasn’t anything worth sharing. other writings are still in progress and haven’t reached publication yet. i’m grateful to those who sent messages and emails a... Read All

Since we’ll most likely reach immortality (curing diseases and aging) in less than a hundred years, the psychology of people who are over 150 years old but physically young will be fascinating to see. in less than fifty years, we’ll probably be able to inject knowledge directly into the brain. a wor... Read All

One september evening, while walking along the besiktas pier, i sat on a bench to rest and stared at the sea. after a while, an elderly man came and asked if he could sit. i nodded. his clean clothes and neat hair set him apart from others his age, though he wasn’t very old—maybe 60 or 70 at most. ... Read All

Walking is one of those things every human needs. for some, this need is hidden—they aren’t even aware of it. as a result, they don’t respond to it correctly or fulfill it. it’s like when you feel the urge to go to the bathroom, but in reality, your nerves are just messed up from sitting on a cold s... Read All

The appendix is a body organ considered vestigial. vestigial means something that used to be useful but isn’t anymore. like a piece of clothing that once fit but no longer does—you either throw it away or give it to someone else. or like selling fuel in winter. in life, many things become vestigi... Read All

After five months since returning to iran, and all the countless events that have happened during this time, i feel somewhat stable. i ended a tense relationship with the help of my mom and a dear friend, and i’ve regretted hundreds of times how such a long period of my life was influenced by that s... Read All

Yesterday, because i didn’t know where the extra blankets were (plus their small size), i froze all night. the morning passed with breakfast and enjoyable silence, leading up to work discussions that didn’t reach the desired outcome. i also had the privilege of witnessing ali prepare dough for br... Read All

Zarkhesht is an incredibly beautiful place. it’s neither dry, soulless, and purposeless like modern villas nor dilapidated and uncomfortable like old rural homes. every brick seems to hold an idea for its uniqueness (the “zar”). from its mostly wooden architecture to the circular environment with it... Read All

May 14, 2020, zarkhesht (1) | meeting ali sekhavati a few weeks earlier, i had told ali sekhavati that i was very interested in seeing zarkhesht. following his own trip there, he accepted my request and invited me. it seemed like a simple trip, but little did i know that my mouth would be thoroug... Read All

In the past weeks, my decision to leave the company became more serious and actionable, but what i hadn't anticipated was the stagnation and economic situation caused by covid-19. it wiped out all alternatives, leaving me stuck in istanbul with the stay-at-home restrictions. the days passed one a... Read All