I lived at Maison in Mashhad about 3o years. My Mom and my Dad moved there after they marriage and has 3 kids. I am the youngest. during 4o years of revolution, little by little the economical satisfaction decrease. Consequently, my father has to sell the house and moved to another apartment.

For me it is so depressing to left every cozy corner that I played when I was kid. This is negative photo of me and my family in that Maison and I dream about it yet.