The last Yalda of the century with virtual parties

According to reports EconomyOnline According to Hamshahri, tonight on the other side of the window, autumn disappears into a long, black night, but the last Yalda of the century is not as usual. This fall he gave his colors to Corona; Red, orange, yellow … This year’s Yalda is not an excuse for “being together”; “Remembering each other.” Tonight is a combination of our loneliness and nostalgia for a year, but it’s worth it to be alone tonight to repeat being together in the years of health. I wish our steps would not be opened to the streets tonight, so that our most happy birthday would be in good health. It does not go this way or that way, from the back alleys of Tehran to the villages attached to the border. Let’s leave this autumn to winter like this, hoping for a healthy spring. Read the story of the different Yalda of Iran and its valuable customs, which have been preserved from generation to generation and are to be held virtually this year.

Do not burn the candles of any gathering, do not burn us!

Just a few days ago, my grandfather called and said, “Water is in your hand. Put it down and come here.” I quickly reached out and said, “Every year I invite everyone to gather here at nightfall. This year I want to say that no one should come here, but when it is dry and empty, there must be something next to it.” These are the words of a young boy from Tabriz who is shopping in the market. He shows the bank pass card he has in his hand and says: He gave me his card to buy a night owl for all his children. شب چله It is very important for us Azeris, especially watermelon. Every year when we got together, the same grandfather would stab the watermelon and say, “Qadablamizi, Bo Gejeh Kasdokh, (We cut our calamities tonight!)” He would pour the skin of the watermelon and the eaten fruits into running water to make it pleasant. He himself is a master of poetry reading and reads the poems of Shahriyar and Hafez from memory.

When I went to see him, he handed me some letters with a verse from Hazrat Hafez on them: “Do not light a candle in any gathering, or burn us.” He emphasized that on the night of Yalda, at 11 o’clock, all of you should open and read the letters together. I’m sure like me, all the families want to be with him tonight, but in order to keep him healthy and to gather at his house at the same time next year, we have bought his advice and we will stay at home. However, in my opinion, virtual Yalda is also an interesting event and can become a lasting memory.

Virtual Yes for “Cheleh Sho”

Amir Dastjerdi, a resident of Sari, says: The people of Mazandaran have a tradition that, in addition to providing Yalda’s spectacular trumpet, if he lost his beloved family before Yalda night, they should be by their side that night and console them. But this year the situation is different.

That’s why we decided to set a time and visit 3 families in cyberspace who have been bereaved in the past weeks. Of course, it may not be possible to make video calls due to the slowness of the Internet, but it is definitely valuable to know that we remember them. He continues: “Another interesting etiquette of the Mazanis for Shab-e Cheleh is that if two families want to connect, they make a promise to” Cheleshoo “. Adults believe this night is auspicious for reunion. Tonight we also have a yes-out ceremony in which only the parents and the bride and groom themselves are present and the rest see the ceremony virtually. He laughs and continues: Maybe this event will encourage other young people in the family to get married and hold ceremonies, which of course costs less.

Grandma’s embarrassment for virtual stories

The people of Khuzestan wait until dawn to welcome the “legendary Qarun” according to ancient stories. On this night, Qarun brings pieces of wood in wood-burning clothes for poor families. These sticks turn to gold, bringing wealth and blessings to the family. Watermelon is on one side of the table and tea and coffee are on the other side. Most families also invite their grandmothers to dinner. Adel, a resident of Ahvaz, says about this: I remember that in the old days, we used to go to the village of my father’s birthplace at night and my grandmother would make our cat for us. The most memorable food we ate and the taste I will always remember. This year, before the traffic was banned, my father brought him to our house earlier to be with us. But guests are not going to come and get together. The Internet is up and running, and it is possible for other members of her family to see and hear her stories online. But when I told her this, she said embarrassed, “Mom, I can’t tell a story like this.” Of course, I am sure we will satisfy her to make a lasting film about her grandmother and the virtual Yalda.


The people of Zahedan also leave their birthdays to the elders of the family to tell them about the myths. The flower or absurd game of the younger ones also makes this night more alive. Their periods are always on the way, but Yalda is something else. Amir Ali Molaei, a resident of this province, says: For a few days now, one of the most colorful things we have been entering any group we join: Every year my father would buy a few watermelons and put a tray full of sliced ​​watermelons on the table, forcing us to eat watermelons all the time. He believed that if we ate this fruit in the cold, we would not get sick in the summer. This strange custom has gradually spread in the family, but this year we can no longer get together and there is no news of that attractive watermelon tray. He continues with a laugh: For several days now, my father has been calling us all every day to decorate a watermelon tray at night and send me a picture of it. I do not hear that no one sleeps tonight without eating watermelon!

Tonight is night and no one is on the stairs!

One of the taxi drivers in Hamedan says: Taxis are not prohibited, so a few days ago some of my friends asked me to listen to the bell tonight and take them to their destination. But I decided not to accept any of their offers and to go home tonight at 6 o’clock for the love of the same chair that we have set up for a few days. We, the people of Hamedan, have a custom of setting up a chair in winter. It is obligatory to have a chair at night and it is filled with raisins, raisins, shani, watermelon, melon seeds and sweets. Amir Hamidi laughs and continues: We also have a famous poem that is recited when a guest enters a house that hosts Shab Cheleh. For example, if the aunt of the family is entering, the children will say, “Tonight is night, Aunt John is at the top of the stairs.” It is a pity that we do not have such conditions this year and we should probably read ourselves “Tonight is night and no one is on the stairs!”. He describes people’s stay at night as a gift to the country’s medical staff and continues: “These conditions are finally over.” The important thing is that each of us, even if we have a small duty to save our lives and the lives of the people, do the same well.

Stickers replace “sliding”

Javad Mokhtari, a resident of Khorramabad, says: “In Lorestan, the best thing that happened on the night of Yalda was the” charshudarkani “in which the young people of the family walked behind the roof and read poetry. Especially for my daughters who wore their grandmother’s tents and ate snacks from our neighbor Halimeh Khanum. He continues: God bless him that he did not return their hand empty any year, even if there was no news of pistachios, almonds and walnuts, his wheat and cannabis were on the way. He continues: I wish these customs and traditions would not be destroyed, in these difficult economic conditions, these are the things that are left for us to be together and to strengthen each other’s hearts. Mokhtari, stating that the Lorestani period is famous and the elders are bound to hold these customs, states: This year, I and many elders have taken the initiative not to hold ceremonies. We decided to spend a few hours together with our children tonight through cyberspace and get out of alone. Of course, there is another thing that I spent a lot of money every night for Shab-e Cheleh, but this year I was creative and since the children are not going to come to my house, I send them stickers and serve them instead of real nuts and sweets. Of course, it is another joke, we adults should make the young people feel better so that they can stay at home longer despite their youthful energy.

Virtual visit on Yalda night

This year, Yalda is experiencing an interesting event, regardless of the customs that are supposed to take on a virtual form. The presence of children whose lives are intertwined with the Internet and cyberspace and, according to a resident of Karaj, have a special passion for this year’s virtual Yalda. Razieh Amini says: A few days ago, the principal and teachers of the school, with the coordination of parents, dedicated a part of online classes to how to celebrate Yalda night virtually and how children can become a point of connection between family members according to their information in these areas. . During these few days, my daughter is constantly looking for conditions that can make her grandfather happy on Yalda night. He continues: A few days ago, one of his classmates had coronary heart disease and had to stay in the room all the time. At the suggestion of one of the teachers, they set up a group that, according to them, had a virtual and visual tour in Yalda night Plan for it. This year is not as exciting as the Yalda of previous years, but the situation is also interesting and children are learning a new experience of empathy and mutual understanding.