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		<title>Reading Lolita in Tehran: A window to our reality</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[This article was first published on Unicef Nepal&#8217;s website Voices of Youth. ******************************************** April 2006, Kathmandu The mass of people cried out loud, chanting slogans calling for freedom and democracy; they slowly marched towards the Royal Palace. With excitement, I watched the crowd passing in front of me, I simply couldn&#8217;t stop myself as I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This article was first published on <a href="http://unicef.org.np" target="_blank">Unicef Nepal&#8217;s</a> website <a href="http://unicef.org.np/voy/book-club/reading-lolita-tehran-window-our-reality" target="_blank">Voices of Youth</a>.</p>
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<p><strong>April 2006, Kathmandu</strong><br />
The  mass of people cried out loud, chanting slogans calling for freedom and  democracy; they slowly marched towards the Royal Palace. With  excitement, I watched the crowd passing in front of me, I simply  couldn&#8217;t stop myself as I too chanted along with them.</p>
<p>The April uprising heralded a sense of change among  Nepalis. We all dreamed of democracy, prosperity and equality. At last,  the King succumbed and a new era began. There was celebration through  out the country. We had finally won.</p>
<p><strong>June 2009, Tehran</strong><br />
Three  years later; A similar scene was witnessed, they too were chanting for  the same cause; <strong>freedom</strong> and <strong>democracy</strong>. Pictures of  demonstrations were flickering on my television set. Suddenly a tensed  expression gripped the news anchor as he announced that the police were  using batons at the protestors and even gunshots could be heard. Of  course the causality created uproar as many protestors were dead and  thousands injured. Authority took a stand and voices were quelled.</p>
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<em>&#8220;What  goes behind the curtain, no one knows. Not even the windowpane&#8221;</em></p>
<p>Seriously, when it comes to Islamic Republic of Iran, I  don&#8217;t know anything. The only thing that we seem to know is veiled  woman, stringent rules and the Big Bother policy. How a common Iranian  feels about his/her country, the revolution, dreams and future; no one  knows, not even another Iranian. Let alone Uncle Sam.</p>
<p>Najir Afisi&#8217;s <em>Reading Lolita in </em>Tehran is a  window-crack glimpse at Iran and Iranian&#8217;s thoughts. This Memoir tells  the story of struggle for freedom, happiness, equality and above all  being oneself.</p>
<p><a href="http://rabindragurung.com.np/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/ReadingLolitainTehran.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-501" style="margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px;" title="ReadingLolitainTehran" src="http://rabindragurung.com.np/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/ReadingLolitainTehran.jpg" alt="" width="210" height="320" /></a>After the 1979 Islamic revolution, everything changed  drastically with a whim of wind; two different generations of different  time-span evolved. One generation lured by the past wanted to restore  the past glory with a determination to pay any price for the cause. The  other generation wants to continue to live in a dream; a dream to live  for the future with no past to dictate their dreams. The struggle of  these two contradictory worlds is a story of <em>Reading Lolita in  Tehran.</em></p>
<p>The conflict is so deep yet silent, like a sleeping  volcano waiting to erupt but displayed  in different ways. Gatsby, the  fictional character, is put on trial to decide whether he&#8217;s immoral and a  lusty sinner as he is blamed of threatening the society by destroying  the decency and morality of Iranian society. However, there is one  generation who are fighting to save Gatsby as he stands as their hope to  destroy the infidels of the past.</p>
<p>Nafisi reveals how with the revolution, everything  that was ascribed from the west was seized accusing and branding them of  being anti-Islam, indecent and impure and then destroyed. Even the  wonderful imagination of literature became a victim of the draconian  policies. Everything was scrutinized in behest of morality, purity and  decency. Suddenly quest for love became a sin, imagination became Satan  and expression became a distant dream: at least for the women. Woman  lost her voices, identity and moreover her independence as it was  declared that she needed someone to protect her. Veil was made mandatory  and no one could ever imagine how one piece of cover could widen the  distance as such. However, those very women are colorful, vibrant and  different and despite the harsh condition they do not stop dreaming for  freedom and are determined to prove that <em>Happiness is not western,  joy is not western, and love is not western.</em> The writer portrays the  quiet resistance by the women against oppression.</p>
<p>Through fictional characters like “Gatsby” of The  Great Gatsby and “Lolita” of Lolita and writers Henry James and Jane  Austen, Nafisi portrays the state of Iranian society after the  revolution and beyond it. The book evolves around 18 years and is  divided into 4 sections: Lolita, Gatsby, James and Austen. The book  opens with “Lolita”, 11 years after “Gatsby”. Nafisi, after resigning  from university decides to start private literature class with some of  her best girl students to read forbidden works of Western literature.  Through Lolita she describes about oppression and how the establishment  imposes their dreams upon reality turning people into figment of  imaginations. “Gatsby” is set just as the revolution starts. She  compares Iranian dreams with American dreams of The Great Gatsby and  concludes how like American dreams, Iranian dreams too were corrupted  and destroyed in the valley of ashes. “James” follows right after  “Gatsby” and describes the state of Iran during <em>Iran-Iraq </em>war.  She tells how establishment could use fear to deceive and trap common  man leading to believe in hoax. But amidst this chaos also, like Henry  James&#8217;s character Daisy Miller, she discovers Iranians too want to dream  of living their life without judgment and compromises. “Austen”  succeeds “Lolita &#8220;telling about increasing oppression and clashes of two  generations and how later could never get rid of imposed-imaginations  despite herculean efforts but still doesn&#8217;t stop trying.</p>
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The Culture and circumstances of Islamic  revolution and our revolution could be different, but while reading  Reading Lolita in Tehran, one cannot help but wonder about more  similarities than differences. Like Iranians, we Nepalis too dreamed of a  utopian world that seemed to be in near distance but as the April  uprising succeeded, the dreams we uphold have slowly started to fade  away. Our shared dream of prosperity, equality, peace, freedom,  tranquility is lost somewhere in-between and replaced by corruption and  oppression. Now we too are left with our past to curse and future to  doubt.</p>
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