who would have known the craving for a plate of biryani for lunch and a swarma for dinner were only the needs of a pregnant woman? during those days, they were lost in translation of missing the sharp Asia spice that brought one home- if only in the form of food.
she had no memory of how she discovered Persepolis. but it must have been one of those walks back to the dorm after university with DU, that led to this eatery.
so, Persepolis was a restaurant of plain settings, with Iranian rugs thrown at the foot of tables and paintings from Tehran pulling you into the walls.
her classmates noticed her love for the paintings and decided on Persepolis as the location for her birthday celebration. they brought out a Goldilocks chocolate cake and created a day for this pregnant girl, who was unaware of the baby growing inside her and unaware of how she was soon to have no home and no more birthday celebrations.
but that evening, she had had the happiest birthday in her life, as she bit into her swarma and later drank down her green mango shake- sour, sweet, chilled- like the memories of a home left behind.
she had no memory of how she discovered Persepolis. but it must have been one of those walks back to the dorm after university with DU, that led to this eatery.
so, Persepolis was a restaurant of plain settings, with Iranian rugs thrown at the foot of tables and paintings from Tehran pulling you into the walls.
her classmates noticed her love for the paintings and decided on Persepolis as the location for her birthday celebration. they brought out a Goldilocks chocolate cake and created a day for this pregnant girl, who was unaware of the baby growing inside her and unaware of how she was soon to have no home and no more birthday celebrations.
but that evening, she had had the happiest birthday in her life, as she bit into her swarma and later drank down her green mango shake- sour, sweet, chilled- like the memories of a home left behind.
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