Badri

<p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(10 16 26 1)>Badri is the story of a man in his early thirties who makes his living through romantic relationships with wealthy women-women who for various reasons enjoy spending time with a young man and all the better if he is unemployed and inclined toward romance. In the opening pages the narrator meets Badri and as their new relationship begins to form he realizes that the romantic lies he invents to entertain and exploit women no longer please him. This time with Badri he wants to try something else-a lie that could change the course of his life. The entire novel follows the narrator's search for this 'something else' and it is through the reader's encounter with this quest that the subtleties of the narrator's character Badri herself and the complexities of their relationship come to light. In his portrayal of the city where he wanders with his friends and with Badri-Isfahan the Zayandeh Rood and the Vahid neighborhood also known as Sahra-Rowghan-Behrooz Badakhshan brings to life the overlooked inhabitants of this old district. He gives voice to people rarely heard interpreting them through the eyes of someone who is one of them and has grown up in their midst. Badri is the author's excavation of his relationships with others with himself and with the neighborhood in which he was raised-now being swallowed by modern Isfahan.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(10 16 26 1)>Behrooz Badakhshan narrated by Mehr Khansalar Behrooz Badakhshan was born in the spring of 1964 and before he could entrust his manuscripts to publication he passed away in the spring of 2021. Contrary to the complexity of his creative mind the story of his manuscripts is simple and familiar: much of the work was lost and what remained was gathered so that with the efforts of his friends it could finally be published. One year after his passing in 2022 three chapters of his unfinished novel Sahra-Rowghan (Oil Desert) were published alongside his complete play Bisutun. And now that his novel Badri has gone to press only the complete screenplay A Place to Sleep and a collection of his play and screenplay drafts remain which will be prepared soon. Now that a part of his work is ready for publication allowing Behrooz Badakhshan to be seen more clearly I realize that Behrooz is not just these works. Behrooz was also his sharp candid uncompromising critiques; all the stories he could recite by heart; all the sentences he wrote during our storytelling gatherings-sentences we nurtured together in hopes of shaping them into good stories someday. Behrooz was as much his biting incisive humor as he was his chivalrous nature and sky-bright generosity. His contradictions were unique and it was precisely these contradictions that fashioned a personality at once intimate and yet out of reach. The bustle and his wholehearted laughter alongside moments of deep silence and writing within his mind; his love of being among people alongside a boundless solitude he shared with no one; his worries his obsessions and so much more. Behrooz was all these contradictions-a being full of the passion of life with a profound longing for death. A longing that became the tragedy of his life. A death that perhaps could have freed him-let him fly.</span></p>