This is me .
Behind the Black Tents
I hid myself, my feelings, my talent ... everything.
And you can not see my real self for a moment .
A woman that is full of complexity, feelings and shame.
And that's because of the society that I lived in there . a manly society that They always scared me .
.. woman is weak .. woman is powerless.
woman have No talent or right for many years .
Their words and beliefs have forced me to hide myself and started a new fight with them ..
And I hid my soul and feeling for many years ... until I lost myself.
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today that I want to open my wings for my dreams .. I see ..
I can't be free
from myself.
From the prison I have made for myself for many years.
the prison that I dont know what is that ? the prison that want to make me silence forever but I cant . because my soul is atill alive and want to be free and I can feel that .
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I want to break this black tent of my heart . can I do that ?
can I be free from myself for a moment ?
I asked this question for many times .
but I really dont know .
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this project taken in khorram abad city in the Tasua day ( one day before Ashoura day _ The day before the martyrdom of Imam Hussein, the Shiite leader of the world.
at this day women city who need help by Imam Hossein (AS) go on silence fasting on this day from morning, cover their faces and go to 40 "Manbars (mosques)" or Hosseiniyehs (a place like mosque) and lighten a candle in every place they go. After lightening the 40 candles, they break their fast and uncover their faces. This tradition is aimed at mourning for Imam Hossein (AS) and praying for him to save them on resurrection day.
When I worked on this project for many years , I was always involved in my lost feminine feelings. The challenges and the feeling of suffocation and the struggle I had inside myself.
