When I returned home after twenty-six-years, the land was covered black with women — millions of them — seven to every one boy. No men.

Today, September 22, begins the month Mehr, the month of kindness, and so to seek solace like all Fridays, I head for the mule paths

The six of them attended my Microsoft classes some nine months ago. I used to be their age, living in a different Iran. I suppose

The snow was heavy this winter, and in early April; the mountain streams are chocolaty and pregnant with rushing water. The Persian skies are lighter

He came to me carzed a few months ago. Mohsen is the golf instructor at the Enghelab (Revolution) Club in Tehran. I am going crazy;