Story By: Laleh Chini
There was a very kind old lady helping my mother during our childhood by babysitting us.
She was very skinny with a long face full of deep wrinkles. You could easily get a sense that she had an extremely painful life.
We loved her and respected her a lot. My mother was very kind and generous to her as much as she possibly could. We called her “Nane Ali.”
She had her own beliefs. For instance, she never liked to take a picture or be in family photos. We really wanted to have a photo to remember her for ever but she always refused.
Years passed and we grew up. One day me and my sister decided to pay a visit to Nane Ali.
Nane Ali got very excited and hugged us. We talked about all her kindness and how honored we were to have her growing up, and how she was always like a grandmother to us.
She felt very pleased and blissful.
My sister asked her: “Nane Ali, how come you never let us take a picture with you? We would love to have a picture with you please.”
This time she didn’t refuse our request; she stood between us and we took some pictures together and some of her only.
Then she said: “The reason that I never took any pictures in my life was because I believed that I would be cursed and die the day after they take a picture of me.
We laughed and said: “Oh dear Nane these thoughts are nonsense, superstitious and just silly extravagant talks.”
She smiled and didn’t argue. We said our goodbyes and finished that wonderful day with a big hug.
The next day they informed us that Nane Ali passed away!