iran 1: tehran … museums, palaces, bazaars, and mosques

Note: I travelled to Iran in October 2007 for two weeks. Iran has been one of my most memorable travels to date. I am republishing the series comprising 10 posts till this mid-June. Refreshing my personal memories. This is the first post in the seriesβ€”on Iran’s capital city Tehran and its museums, palaces, bazaars, and mosques. Hope you enjoy the reads. πŸ™‚

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meiran1“Why are you going to Iran???” “Coz I want to.” “But why? You’ve really gone cuckoo. Just look at the current global political scenario!!!” “I’m going because I want to go that extra mile. Cross that extra river. Go beyond preconceptions and expectations. Learn for myself what really is out there.” “You’ve gone cuckoo, period!”

Salaam. I’m off to Iran. It was not an easy task explaining my choice of holiday for the year. πŸ™‚ But, hey, who cares. I’m going where my heart wants me to go. I want to walk through the ruins of Xerxes’ Persepolis, wonder at the beauty of Esfahan, and smile and play with Kurdish children before it is all too late. Before it all becomes another Baghdad, Kabul or Libya. Come along with me?

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Tehran’s museums have on display Iran’s most breath-taking treasures.

The first thing that strikes one about Tehran is that it breaks many stereotypes. And the biggest stereotype it brings to dust is the misconception we have of the Iranian woman being all draped and subdued into secondary shadows. Instead their faces are painted in picture-perfect makeup, their hair bleached and coiffured, their bodies dressed in tight-fitting knee-length jackets. They all look like beautiful peacocks, strutting away, each act and expression enacted for full effect. Couples walk hand-in-hand, gazing into each other’s eyes at street corners. The art of flirtation perfected. The average Iranian woman is strong, intelligent, educated, and refreshingly forward. It is only the old and the poor that are draped in black chadors. Including me! I looked more backward and conservative than everyone else on the street, wrapped in my borrowed black abaya and head scarf, till I eventually got myself a trendy black manteau from one of the many boutiques. “You look like an Iranian!” “Merci.”

I like Tehran. I expected it to be noisy, run-down, chaotic, and dirty. But it is just like any other big world city instead, with wide boulevards, rickety side lanes, elegant Victorian edifices, faceless apartment blocks, crowded old bazaars, plane trees, and huge squares with fountains sparkling in the dusky sun. And as night sets, the lights in its trees are lit and all its people in all their finery step into its folds, laughing, smiling, talking. The streets are lined with shops selling the latest cell-phones, electronic gadgets from all over the world, and wonderfully glamorous evening gowns for the private parties that are a much common occurrence amongst the elite. Movie halls screen commercial Iranian action films and dubbed Bollywood song-and-dance flicks, whilst countless eateries offer pizzas, burgers, and chips.

The muezzin calls for the evening prayers, but no one appears to notice. For all its political and religious bindings, Tehran revels in being the rebel. But in a politically and religiously correct way. It is a tough line to follow. Living a double life in its most literal sense. And if you can understand that, you can understand Tehran, and even Iran, to some extent.

Tehran’s history as a capital city dates back to 1795, when the newly victorious Qajar Shah Aga Mohammed Khan declared the dusty town of 15,000 his capital. Museums, palaces, bazaars, and mosques are a mirror of a nation’s history and soul, and Tehran has its own fair share of them. The cream of the crop is the National Museum with its Persepolis collection and “Salt Man”, Jewels Museum, Reza Abbasi Museum, Glass and Ceramics Museum, Carpet Museum, and the Sa’d Abad Museum Complex. The Salt Man is an intriguing exhibit with a remarkably intact skull with white hair and beard, plus a leather boot with the foot still in it. Interesting viewing. The remains are believed to be those of a 3rd or 4th Century AD salt-miner.

Golestan Palace, a UNESCO World Heritage Site, is one of those “MUST Do” things in Tehran. It was built by the Qajar Shahs and includes several buildings set around a formal garden. The Marble Throne Verandah, a ceremonial hall containing a massive alabaster throne, is the highlight and is simply beautiful. Covered in glass with inlaid doors and stained-glass windows, it is akin to being inside a diamond. It all just glitters and glimmers around oneself. Both, the walls and the roof, breaking into patterns and reflections and light. And No Photography Allowed.

Qajar art is a unique combination of Persian and European forms. The gardens and columns are Moorish. The tiles and glasswork Persian. And now and then a mystifying juxtaposition occurs with a semi-nude woman on a painted tile surrounded by Islamic blue tile covered with geometric patterns.

Ok, so I have a fetish for museums. I spent much of my first two days wandering through these treasure troves in a daze, marveling at all the Persian art on display, alternating it with visiting the chaotic Tehran bazaar, and laughing and chatting with the women in the mosques as they posed for me and did their namaaz at the same time. I ate McDonald-cloned burgers in the company of Americanized Iranian young men with fancy hairstyles and gorged myself with street-side kebabs sharing tables with Iranian women who were on social outings with their friends and daughters. I watched the fountains twinkle in the brightly-lit night as countless people swarmed around me, their laughter echoing happily in the dark, and I felt at home, and safe.

I was in Iran and all my preconceptions were happily falling apart.

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Tehran’s city gates.

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The charming Golestan Palace.

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Tehran bazaar and the women’s mosque within.

25 thoughts on “iran 1: tehran … museums, palaces, bazaars, and mosques

    • Tehran, and in fact the whole country, has, unfortunately, been plagued by Western misconceptions and prejudices. The truth is, Iran is nothing, nothing at all, like what it is made out to be.

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  1. Iran is a paradox, Rama. If you look at Sumerian civilization it looks completely different. Probably, very modern kind of civilization. I believe it must have been different before Islam ran over this entire belt. In many ways, today’s Iran is a self sufficient economy thanks to many years of trade restrictions.

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  2. I have seen Iran through other travelers eyes and I have loved it every time. An interesting trip through their rich and vibrant art & culture….. And yes museums are a treasure trove.

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  3. Just stumbled upon all these beautiful comments and view points on my country. Thank you for not being prejudiced like so many.❀ I lived in Shiraz for a couple of years, visited persepolis a bunch of times. I agree on its majesty! And Rama your post on Tehran is really interesting! Although sadly some things have changed about women’s dress codes, we still try to maintain our freedom. Waiting for more posts! 😚

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    • How wonderful to hear from an Iranian on my Iran series. ❀ Am so glad you are enjoying the reads. I loved your country. Very much. As I say in my posts, it was and still remains, one of my most memorable travel experiences. It's a pity things have changed in Tehran, but the Iranian woman's spirit is indomitable as I got to see first-hand.

      I just republished my post on Shiraz. Hope I have been able to do justice to it. πŸ™‚

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