Wheres the justification for recounting a story so profoundly personal?
On Esmail Nooriala’s recollection of Forough Farrokhzad’s funeral: “Tadfeene yek shaaer”: I value such efforts to cronicle the lives of our giants. Mr. Nooriala has a nack of reaching to the depths of his memory and bringing to life his observations from the past for the benefit of those who would not otherwise know. But, two reservations: firstly, how does he think he has helped by relating the story in the cafe or restaurant about a confrontation with an old aquaintence of Forough. I have searched deep within to find a justification for recounting a story so profoundly personal to a public figure of Forough’s stature. I am not against such slavery to truth, but the context should be bourne in mind. Secondly, Mr. Nooriala deviates from his claim that he aims only to portray what he has witnessed when he writes “I don’t think Golestan has even paid a visit to the cemetery”. Settling what seems to me to be personal accounts in such informative article devalues it and damages its integri
