September 26th, 2005 – by: alexchan
View of Tehran from its northern suburbs, on my outing with my med student friend.
Let me tell you about my outing with the medical student I met on the flight to Iran â€¦ He took me out to one of the typical hill-parks in the north of Tehran, ie. teahouses dotted amongst green wooded parks which extend up into the barren slopes which will soon snow-bound.
Naturally we drank tea, people-watched and chatted:
Â· As we walked close to a pretty duck-pond, he said â€śThis is where people come to make l0ve in the parkâ€ť. Before I could blush, I realised couples were only holding hands and gazing into each others eyes.
Â· On the sight of the only dog I saw in Iran I said â€śBecause youâ€™re Muslim you wonâ€™t know that Dog is hot foodâ€ť (refer Yin and Yang blog). To my surprise, he told me that he had tried dog once! I couldnâ€™t resist asking if it was halal slaughtered! Do two wrongs make a right? ie. non-halal slaughter of a prohibited food.
Â· However, he had never eaten pork (unclean like dogs in Islam) because there are no pigs in Iran. I explained that pork is so-so but he must try bacon.
Â· Inflation in Iran is very high and â€śinterestâ€ť (sic) at the bank is around 20%. Of course it isnâ€™t really interest (prohibited in Islam) but dividend or profit-share. Interestingly (no pun intended), I had learned from a traveller that interest is a no-no for Christians too (in Exodus and Deuteronomy). Oh, how we have strayed!