Tehran, YJC. His tales from Old Iranian literature not only led to American writer’s debut, but attracted many international tourists.
In 1960 the Irish American Mr. Ward came
to Iran on a mission in the oil section to settle in Velenjak, northern Tehran.
They would hire Hassan as the culinary servant, who would settle in the house
with his family.
The two families grew increasingly
intimate. Hassan would tell the young Wards stories from the Shahnameh, Arabian
Nights, and other Old Iranian literature, in which they would grow avid
interest.
Mr. Ward’s mission then was over in
the fifth year and they went back to their homeland. The events of the Iran of
the 70s and 80s kept the two families in dark to each other. The Wards would
worry for Hassan and his family amid the tumultuous currents.
After nearly three decades they
decided to find Hassan in a blind odyssey back to Iran, while all they could
rely on was an old photo and the name of Hassan’s birth place which they only
knew to sound something like "Tudeshk”.
First they started by searching
online maps and they found the place somewhere around Isfahan. But as they
decided to make their journey to Iran, they had already been disheartened by
folks who had warned them of an allegedly unfavorable atmosphere in the post-Hostage
Crisis country. Gathering their sons each busy working in a different country,
the Wards headed for Iran.
Having searched much and grown
exhausted as they did not find any trace of Hassan, the Wards would decide to
go back, only for Mrs. Ward who would demand the family keep searching some
more. It happened so then that they found a descendent of Hassan. After that
they found Hassan’s mother-in-law, Khorshid, in Tudeshg quite hale and kicking.
So it was that they found Hassan and his family in Isfahan in 1998.
The Wards’ second son, Terence, would
then decide to write a book in which he would relate the story of Hassan and
their search for him, a book which came to be titled Searching for Hassan
and translated into Italian, French, German, Indonesian, and Persian.
Knowing himself indebted to the
stories Hassan would tell him when young, Terence gave the old master a sum of money
he had made from his book.
"We had been given a gift as young
children, by Hassan Ghasemi, our cook and master storyteller in the
extraordinary country of Iran. My three brothers and I wept when we said our
goodbyes to him on our last day in 1969. Aftera long separation of almost
30 years, manyquestions haunted us: the chaos of the Revolution, the
brutal Iraq War. So, our journeyback to find Hassan, who had
injected so much love into our lives, was a complete miracle for us all.Searching
for Hassan is an attempt to repay, maybe that’s not the right
word, I am trying to honor the gift that we have been given. My wife and I are
writers. We do not seek stories, they find us,” Terence had told Iranian
in 2005.
"At a time when Islamic culture and
Muslim societies have never seemed more forbiddingly mysterious or more
important to understand, Terence Ward’s informative and touching new memoir
provides a marvelously nuanced portrait of Iran-its landscape, its rich
history, and, most important, its people. As we strain to see beyond
generalizations and abstractions about this enigmatic and fascinating culture,
Ward's book yields telling details, revealing incidents, and deeply personal
experiences, and he introduces us to men and women who are more complex and
sympathetic - and more like us - than we might have imagined…. Eventually, and
against all odds, they find Hassan and his family. Their reunion is a
heartening testament to the enduring power of friendship and human connection,
and to how bounds of loyalty and love can survive the ravages of history and
time, and can bridge the deepest and most perilous divides created by politics,
culture and religion,” has commented Francine Prose in Elle Magazine,
quoted along with a set of other critical observations.