Book "Unforgettable Iran". Chapter 3

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While my letter of recommendation was being prepared at the embassy, ​ ​ I decided to go to the neighboring city of Qom for a week, where I planned to stay with Fatima, with whom I had agreed in advance to come. In my haste, I forgot to get her address, and later this became the reason for my amazing registration with strangers. Qom can be easily reached by bus ($3) from the Termina l e Johnub (South Terminal), which is located near the subway of the same name.

We were dropped off in some wasteland next to the highway. By this time, I had already called Fatima several times, but she did not pick up the phone. With gestures, I explained to the taxi drivers who ran up to me that I myself did not know the address, and now they dispersed in frustration. It got dark, I sat down on the curb next to the lantern and thought: “I didn’t know the language, I didn’t know where to go, and besides, I didn’t know where I would spend the night. I'm such a traveler, but just recently I planned that I would hitchhike around Iran! »


Several passengers got off the bus. I immediately realized that they were going to go to the city, they knew the way and could help. Having quickly found the necessary page in the phrasebook from the “Housing” section, I ran across to the Iranian.

- Ma n donbale ye hotell e arzu ntarin (I'm looking for the cheapest hotel, arzu ntarin is the key word), - I turned to him.

The Iranian stopped for a moment, then, without saying anything, nodded, took my hand and led me. We got into a taxi and drove to the city, which was a few kilometers away.

- Did he understand me? - I thought, and just in case I repeated, - Hotel e arzu ntarin.

My fellow traveler did not take the money I offered and paid the fare. Then we went into a dark unlit lane, the Iranian stopped at the door and said:

- Khu nam (my house), - gesturing to wait for him here.

As I later understood, he had to warn the women that a guest had come, and ordered them to get dressed and prepare food. Masoud, the son of the owner of the house, came out to me and took me to his room. From a drawer in the closet, he took out a postcard and showed it to me. On one side were photographs of climbers, and on the other it was written in Russian: “Thank you for your hospitality, come visit Moscow! ". Since the walls of the room were covered with posters with mountain landscapes, I realized that the guys from Moscow were fond of mountaineering and went with Masud to the mountains, and then stayed at his house in Qom. Now I feel in safe hands. Father came to us and called us into another room, where dinner was waiting for us on the floor.

- Befarmain (sit down / help yourself), - suggested the owner of the house, offering to take the most honorable place next to the mountain of pillows. Dinner was scrambled eggs, tortilla and special pasta.

Europeans always stir the vermicelli so that it does not burn, and the Iranians cook it differently - they wait until a crispy, slightly burnt crust appears at the bottom of the pan, and it is considered the most delicious part of the dish. As a guest, you will be served the largest piece of this crust.


From the unusual sitting on the floor, my legs were constantly numb, the Iranians joked a lot about this and even brought a chair, which I however refused. I practiced pronunciation of the words: “E smam Alexander e! E sm e sho ma chi ye? (My name is Alexander. What is your name? ). My father answered and asked his questions, and also corrected my pronunciation. In the midst of the conversation, Fatima called, she apologized for not hearing the phone and offered to come to her house. It seemed to me that it would be impolite to leave my hospitable family, and so I agreed to meet the next day.

Black mullah in Muslim holy city

Qom (pronounced Ghom in Farsi) is considered a holy city by the Shiites, because here is the tomb of the immaculate Fatima (Khazra t e Masume), the burial place of Masume herself and the sister of Imam Reza (Khahar e Imam Reza). Today, this city also houses the largest religious center, uniting a large number of educational institutions in which Iranians and foreigners study Islam. It also houses the largest library with more than 50.000 manuscripts.

I decided to start my tour from the tomb of the immaculate Fatima. At the entrance to the complex, a security guard stopped me and asked:

- Musalmu n and? (Muslim)

- On the! - I answered, - Masihi am. (no, Christian).

I immediately thought that they would not let me inside. But during my stay in Iran, looking at other people, I managed to believe that lying is very bad, so I told the truth. As if guessing my thoughts, the guard smiled and told me to go through.

Walking around the complex, I took a few photos, but the most interesting activity for me was a photo hunt for uncles with beards in turbans and national costumes. These people are seriously engaged in the study of the Koran and are spiritual mentors.

We entered the tomb. I saw people sitting on the floor, reading the Koran and saying prayers. The young man knelt down, then placed a small round stone in front of him. Each time he sank to the ground, he touched the pebble with his forehead and said: “Allahu Agbar”.

“Probably, this is how they pray to God, ” I thought. I did not want to linger here and decided to immediately go to Fatima, about which I informed my companion. Masoud, who had just returned from work and had not slept all last night, despite being very tired, volunteered to take me to the right address.

Fatima and her husband Mohammed welcomed me so warmly that I felt at home.


They fasted in Ramadan, so they got up at five in the morning (before sunrise) to have breakfast, and went to bed very late, always having a good meal for the night, it was now daytime and they were resting.

On the lower floor, which was intended for couchsurfers, among a mountain of pillows and hookahs, a guy from Austria was sitting and writing something down. His name was Luca. Looking into his notebook, I read: "Ahmadinejad, Khomeini, Khamenei" and other names unknown to me. Opposite them were drawn emoticons - smiling or sour faces.

“I talk to Iranians and form my own opinion about these politicians, ” he explained to me.

– And who are these people? I asked.

- How, you don't know who Ahmadinejad is? It's the President of Iran! Khomeini - leader of the Islamic Revolution and founder of the Islamic Republic of Iran, Khamenei succeeded him and is now the supreme leader of Iran and the religious leader of the nation

- What does it mean? - I asked, pointing to the smiley opposite Ahmadinejad in the form of a sly grinning face.

- It means that he is cool - constantly smiling and joking. Iran is in complete isolation, even the Iranians sell their oil for bread, but this does not prevent them from developing industry and establishing production. Except I'm not sure about their nuclear program. You drove along the road to Natanz, saw landscapes - the desert is all around, and every five hundred meters there is a tower with a soldier and an anti-aircraft gun?

I saw that this area is considered secret. The Iranians recounted a case where a tourist took a photo of something from a taxi, and at the next checkpoint they were stopped and searched, only released when the photos were removed.

We fell silent, thinking about how much trouble the appearance of another nuclear bomb could bring.

“I want to learn more about Islam, ” added Luka, “Fatima found for me an English-speaking mullah from the states, he studies here in Qom, and has been studying the Koran for several years now. In the evening he promised to come visit.

Note. Mullah is an Arab Muslim spiritual title of a theologian, pundit and jurist, who usually knows the Koran well.


The mullah turned out to be a black man who was born in the US and was a Shia Muslim. His mother was once a Catholic, and very religious, but later converted to Islam, first Sunni, then Shiite.

- My mother often attended church and sermons, - he told us, - but later converted to Islam. As she explained, it was always difficult for her to understand the idea of ​ ​ the Trinity (God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit) and Islam was closer to her, because she considered it right to worship only one God and address Him directly, and not through icons, as in Christianity.

Christianity has a tradition of worshiping the one God (monotheism), the creator of the universe and man. At the same time, the main directions of Christianity introduce the idea of ​ ​ the Trinity into monotheism: three hypostases (God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit), united in their divine nature. However, while the doctrine of the Trinity is accepted by most Christians, some groups reject it in whole or in part as unbiblical. Christians believe that Jesus is the second person (hypostasis) of the Trinity, God the Son, incarnated among people, who took upon himself the sins of people, died for them, and then rose from the dead.

In Islam, Jesus (transliterated as Isa) is revered as an approximate and messenger of Allah, and as one of the five main prophets (along with Adam, Moses, Mohammed, etc. ). Isa is spoken of as the Messiah (Masihi). A revelation was sent down to him - Injil, "The Gospel of Jesus Christ. "

According to the Qur'an, Isa was neither killed nor crucified, but was raised alive to heaven by Allah (Quran Sura 4 "Women" Ayats: 157-158).


- When my mother decided to convert to Islam, many asked her if she really believed in the Muslim God - Allah. Then she explained to people that Christians and Muslims believe in the same God. After all, the word Allah in Arabic means “the one, in the sense of the only, God. The Koran says that God gave religion to people through the prophets, among them Moses, the founder of Judaism, and Jesus, the son of God in Christianity. His name is mentioned 25 times in the Quran. But people changed and distorted the messages of God. Therefore, He sent new prophets to Earth with a more perfect religion. The Prophet Mohammed, according to Islam, is the last prophet, and the Koran is a book that will never be misinterpreted and distorted.

We talked a lot about the Koran, about God, about Christianity and Islam.

We categorically disagreed with many things about how Christianity is understood in Islam, and asked questions, the mullah answered correctly. Thanking our interlocutor for our new knowledge and sincerity in the conversation, we went to sleep. This Friday, the last week of Ramadan, there was a big holiday when the Shiites go to the mosque and spend the whole night there in prayers and reading the Koran, and we were going to be there.

Reference. The name "Allah" is formed from the definite article "Al" and the word "Ilyah", which means "the one who is worshipped", "worthy of worship". The article "Al" indicates the uniqueness of the true God, worthy of worship.

The phrase "Allahu Akbar" is an Arabic expression meaning: "God is the greatest. " Akbar is the superlative degree of the adjective "great". This phrase is a call (Azan) to the obligatory prayer, which is read from the minaret by the muezzin.

Translation of meanings 29:46. If you enter into a dispute with the People of the Book (approx. so Muslims call Christians and Jews), then conduct it in the best way. Say: We believe in what has been sent down to us and in what has been sent down to you. Our God and your God are one, and we submit to Him alone. ”

Night at the Mosque (The Suffering of Imam Ali)

Late in the evening, after a good sleep, taking with us the Koran with translations into German, Russian and Farsi, as well as taking pots of food, we went to the Sahe b-o-Zaman mosque, not far from Qom (they also say Jamkaran Mosque).

This mosque is a famous place of pilgrimage for Shia Muslims. According to legend, the Mahdi himself told people to make a pilgrimage here, since visiting this place for pious purposes is equivalent to the Hajj to Mecca. Since then, thousands of pilgrims have been visiting this mosque as well as the tomb of Immaculate Fatima.

Reference. Mahdi (arab.


“guided [along the path of Allah]”) is a herald of the near end of the world, the last successor of the prophet Mohammed. His entire name is pronounced Mahdi Sahib al-Zaman.

In fact, Mahdi is the Shiite Messiah, faith in his coming merged with faith in the return of the "Hidden Imam" (the Twelfth Imam), who did not die, but remains in hiding until the hour appointed by God, and will come during the second coming of Isa (Jesus) to lead the Muslims and establish a kingdom of justice and prosperity in the world.

The adjacent territory of the mosque was filled with people, many came here with their families. Even before reaching five hundred meters to the mosque, it was difficult to move forward in order not to step on someone. We managed to get even closer and take the most convenient place in front of the mosque.

Prayers were heard from the minarets, which were sung by a pleasant voice, which was perceived very well by ear.

Since I did not understand anything, I quickly got bored, and began to write sms to my friends. Suddenly I felt a very strange silence, the people around seemed to freeze, and the smooth singing of the muezzin turned into sobs, and he cried and grieved so hysterically that goosebumps ran down my back and I felt uneasy.

"Ala-a-a-ah, henna-henna-henna, Ala-a-a-ah, henna-henna-henna, " came from the minarets at full volume.

I turned to Atefa to ask what had happened, and turning around, I saw that she was crying, tears flowing down her face in streams. Mohammed didn't want us to look at him, so he threw his head back, and tears ran down his chin and dripped, dripped. Behind me, a woman burst into tears, her husband threw a veil over her face, but she began to cry even louder.

“Ala-ah-ah-ah, henna-henna-henna, ” the mullah said sobbing.

Luka and I exchanged glances, both of us became creepy.

Most of all, I wanted this performance to end, and that woman behind calmed down, but now her husband could not stand it, and his loud cry drowned out the suffering of the poor woman.


As an uninitiated person, it seemed to me from the outside that these people had done something very bad and now, having repented, they were atoning for their sins - their emotions were like indescribable suffering. “What do you need to do in order to repent like that later, ” I thought. However, I was mistaken about sins. When the service ended, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and wiped away their tears, as if nothing had happened, Luka and I felt better. Fatima laughed and cleared the air by getting salads and sandwiches out of the pan, and we started dinner together.

Reference. Ali ibn Abu Talib - cousin, son-in-law and companion of the prophet, the fourth righteous caliph and the first imam in the teachings of the Shiites.

Shia Muslims revere Ali as the first Imam and as a saint, connected by special bonds of closeness with Mohammed, as a righteous man, a warrior and a leader. Imam Ali was killed with a poisoned sword while praying. His body was buried in the sacred land of Najaf (Iraq) and to this day the flow of people to the sacred tomb of the imam does not stop. "The Suffering of Imam Ali" is celebrated in Iran as a day of mourning.

Video. Night at Jamkaran Mosque: http://video. yandex. ru/users/sanyok-belarus/view/27/? cauthor=sanyok-belarus&cid=3

Motorcycle-stop to the sacred mountain.

On the way to the Jamkaran mosque, we saw some kind of mountain and hundreds of people climbing up the stairs. Fatima said that some saint lived there, and Luka and I decided to go there. We were going to get there by a passing car, which should have been easy enough, given that it was a holiday, and we were driving to a sacred place.

On paper, Fatima wrote us the name "Kuh e Khezr" (Mountain of the Prophet Khezr), so we had to read the address to the driver and say "majoni" (free of charge).

- Alex, did you see how they sobbed? - Luka said when we left the mosque, - How can you think about conquering this country? It's impossible! Can you imagine if the Muslims go to war with us? These millions of weeping, what will they do in the name of Allah?

We took to the road.

- Just do not stop with your finger raised up! I warned Luka, “This gesture in Iran means the same as the middle finger in the states, so it’s better to show an open palm.

The first car stopped, Luka read the address.

- Do hezar (two thousand), - the driver voiced.

“Majo ni majo ni, ” I asked.

- Chera majoni? (Why is it free) - the driver asked offendedly and left without waiting for an answer.

Then other cars stopped, but all the drivers asked for money.


This food was brought by a neighbor, following the good tradition of giving each other something tasty for the holiday. The table was decorated with Iranian sweets: sokhan, sho le zard, halva.

The most famous sweet in Qom is sohan: thin slices of flour, milk, rose water and eggs. We also tried cho le zard, which is my favorite: rice boiled in rose water, saffron and sugar, then garnished with cinnamon and chopped pistachios.

Another interesting treat was "halvah". This dark-colored mass of fried flour, eggs, sugar, saffron and other spices had a strange taste - it was sweet when you put it in your mouth and became bitter when you swallowed it. It reminded me of soda tonic and didn't like it at all.

I thanked our hosts for the evening and for the treats: “Yes, darnakone! ". Fatima smiled and answered: “haish mikonam!

Translated automatically from Russian. View original
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