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The Ghost lovers of Lalehzar (Tulip street)

Balatarin

The Ghost lovers of Lalehzar (Tulip Street)

 

Let us take an exclusive mustard colour taxi
and roam streets of Tehran in an Austin Maxi
Like two crazed convicts on their last day
circle the king on horseback
and pass Rostam piercing a dragon with a whack
squeeze in those narrow brick-walls leading to streets
jump over mid-road ditches
and loose stones in paved stitches
find a house, a carpet, and pillows for our retreat.

 

Let us shake the gravel off stone baked bread
or have tea with thick cream instead
before we swim across ocean of living dead
before we get lost in windings ahead
before we become heavy and fully fed
explore smell of cheap kebabs, charcoaled liver or lose our thread
in bazaars with scent of turmeric, fatima hands with eyes we dread.

 

In coffee houses men with big moustaches serve tea.
In shops women with big thighs try skirts against their knee.

 

Let us find lost time again and again
And indeed there will be time, time like a month of Fridays
time like a seven thousand year afternoon sleep
sleeping with eyes wide open holding hands you and me
there will be time indeed
there will be time before a king abdicates a throne
time before a nation goes mad and has it all blown
and a maniac arrives on a plane and make us disown
time for you and time for me,
time to grow long hair, be young and free
time to pass music shops
buy records and see the needle play those pops
time for you to wear that short skirt and have props
then walk in a tantalising rhythm with those flops.

 

Should I then sing you an alleyway or Bazaar song?
Frown, twist my greased moustache with a gaze that's prolonged?
Should I wear a white shirt, black jacket and a velvety hat?
Wipe my neck with a long hanky and press my chin back to make it fat?

 

Shall we shut our ears to the implicating sound of mosque
and haunt the street of Tehran till it has passed the dusk?
Soon the dusk will come and we'll be in neon streets
the sun will lose fury, we'll have cool breeze that greets
we'll pass large orange tinted posters of cinemas in wide streets
Fardin, Foroozan and Beyk will be singing,
we'll sink in cosy red velvety back-seats.

 

Or shall we follow the music across Lalehzar
find a Cabaret the way we pick food in a Bazaar?
Find one with round tables and flickering lights
See a belly dance, drink vodka and have our delights?

 

Shall we forget that we sleep in graves?
That your round thighs are bones, crushed and concaves?
That I have but a jawbone and not a chin
and that my face is frozen in an eternal grin?

 

Let us forget, who we are, what we are
Let us live while we can living or dead who cares where we are?

 

Let us take an exclusive mustard colour taxi
and roam streets of Tehran in an Austin Maxi.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Balatarin

ramintork @ramintork

I write about Iranian contemporary history in the form of stories and screenplays in order to bring the truth that the regime is so desperately trying to hide. My early Iranian.com contributions: http://iranian.com/main/member/ramintork.html

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P.Galenous

P_J. An Iranian!

I like this place...it brings back fond memories of high school, where we chased girls unsuccessfully but incessantly! History of LalehZar goes back to the Nasser-e-din shah era, and if I am not mistaking, he was the one who initiated it's construction in order to emulate European capitals of the time!

ramintork

ramintork I write about Iranian contemporary history in the form of stories and screenplays in order to bring the truth that the regime is so desperately trying to hide. My early Iranian.com contributions: http://iranian.com/main/member/ramintork.html

Hi PJ. I meant to click Like on your comment. Yes I think you are right on the history.

P.Galenous

P_J. An Iranian!

Thank you Ramin, great article...and thanks for sharing and remembrance!
I would like to add that Lalehzar had more than 10 active theatres, and numerous great restaurants before, during and after the 2nd WW and had become one of the epicenters of artistic gathering for Iranian talents, i.e. writers, artists, musicians and actors. There were also several high end Cabarets that offered nightly entertainment and attracted thousands! I truly miss this historic place...a great part of Iran's modern culture!

ramintork

ramintork I write about Iranian contemporary history in the form of stories and screenplays in order to bring the truth that the regime is so desperately trying to hide. My early Iranian.com contributions: http://iranian.com/main/member/ramintork.html

You will also find my writing and Art in my Blog: http://doodlejuice.com/