From all the wealth of the world until now, something very dear to me, a suitcase from the past, a relic like a treasure from the ancient era, like an old wound that is still in my memory, the old suitcase in the chest of the house is full of secrets, for me from the past, I want to lock it tonight, watch my memory, find my grandmothers broken glasses, her prayer book, the book of Shahnameh, and my fathers shawl left in my suitcase, a memento of an agate, a ring and a tiny chest.Mothers memento from that time of my childhood slingshot, see the love letters of my life, bring my
love letters before my eyes, those days of childhood and the spring season
