کتاب اثر بهناز ضرابیزاده توسط انتشارات سوره مهر منتشر شده است.
It was April, and I was on an excursion with my colleagues in the itinerary
library of the Intellectual Enlightenment Institute. The destination was the
beautiful village of Bahador Beig located past the town of Bahar not far from
the city of Hamadan. The weather was wonderful. The houses in the village were
traditional adobe buildings with high steps and blue doors and windows. The
village had a scenic beauty, and my sense of poetry was turning on due to a set
of features like thatch and mud verandas, hand-made wooden rails, large
untiled yards, open doors and the kind people who warmly welcomed us to
their homes. I had just finished writing the book Golestan Yazdahom, and I felt
having done my literary tasks up.