Sweet Dadi, younger brother of Behram is here, all the way from the South of France, St Rapheal, where he now lives It’s not often that I have house guests. And rarely if ever as welcome as the one I have right now. Sweet Dadi, younger brother of Behram is here, all the way from… Continue reading A Few Stray Thoughts by Farzana Contractor
Category: Opinion
Parsi apex body seeks universal franchise
By Nauzer Bharucha MUMBAI: Parsis may be one of the most literate and progressive communities in the country. But for the past 350 years, a vast majority of them in Mumbai had no stake in appointing trustees to the powerful apex body–the Bombay Parsi Punchayat (BPP)–that has a corpus of Rs 85 crore, controls 4,500… Continue reading Parsi apex body seeks universal franchise
The Fun of Being a Parsee
[received via email. Author Unknown] It lies in many things …. It’s like belonging to an exclusive Club worldwide. Birth, the only credential and consideration; nothing, but nothing else works, no sirree ! No waiting lists, no entrance fees, no other eligibilities ! A minuscule community, incurably diasporic, but which nonetheless has woven its way… Continue reading The Fun of Being a Parsee
Ancient religions clash in modern Iran
It’s one of the world’s oldest religions, but Zoroastrianism is treated with suspicion by Iran’s Islamic state, writes Robert Tait The village of Chak Chak consists of a shrine perched beneath a towering cliff face. Photograph: Robert Tait. The boisterous scenes of wine, unveiled women and song confounded the popular stereotype of religious worship in… Continue reading Ancient religions clash in modern Iran
Religion and Materiality
Isn’t it strange how Rs.200/= seems like such a large amount when you donate it to a fire-temple, but such a small amount when you go shopping? Isn’t it strange how 2 hours seem so long when you’re at the fire-temple, and how short they seem when you’re watching a good movie? Isn’t it strange… Continue reading Religion and Materiality
Parsi Anthem
We received this via an email tip. It makes interesting reading. Author Unknown When my time has come, when my race is run I want to go that very way of my Fathers and their Sons. When my breath has left and life is not around Don’t extinguish me by the Flame or lock me… Continue reading Parsi Anthem
Muktaad
Ruby Lilaowala remembers Muktaad, in the Afternoon D.C. Muktaad are the ten days preceding the Parsi new year which are devoted to intense prayers and elaborate rituals for the departed souls (Mukt-Atmas). Whenever I visit a fire temple and see the daily offerings of flowers, fruits and sweets (Prasad) my mind rewinds to the kitchen… Continue reading Muktaad
