Minute by minute, we're getting closer to the end of the year. Feeling the spring filling the air. Housewives "shaking their houses" as we call the tradition of cleaning every inch of the house to welcome the new year. Streets full of rushing people. Some in and out of travel agency's to find the best way to spend two weeks of vacation. Some in and out of shops to buy presents, buy nice and new clothes. Some in and out of banks , asking for new, shiny, stiff, unfolded bills to give out as gifts or "Eidy's" when relatives are visiting. Every body is excited. Friday afternoon, they are going to celebrate the beginning of the new year of the Solar Calender; Iranian calender.
Among all Iranian traditions, I love Norooz the best. It is all about harmony with nature. I'm not sure of the origin of this tradition (I have to study my Wikipedia), but all I know is that it is among the very few Iranian traditions that have survived the invasion of Islam. Even now, although Quran is among the ingredients of "Haft Sin" Islam has little to do with this celebration. Norouz (unlike other Iranian and Muslim holydays or "Eyd"s) is the birth of no Imam, it is the ending of no fasting month. It just celebrates the Re-birth of nature, and inspiration of hope. Or at least that's how see it.
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