15. June 2026
Modern Tehran is a loud giant. It greets travelers with choking smog in the winter, grabs them by the throat with hot air in the summer, and forces them to quicken their pace. It tests everyone who arrives here, demanding an honest answer: do you love it or do you hate it?
KOLO · 21. December 2025
It turned out that there was, after all, a difference between Iranian women and me. They simply could not understand how one might not love gold. All our arguments about the fact that it was not such a profitable investment usually ended with my promises not to refuse expensive gifts. For me, this questionable asset had always felt like a burden.
KOLO · 12. October 2025
A drop leaves its native earth —
and again returns to the oyster
that awaits its pearl...
Jalaluddin Rumi
KOLO · 20. May 2025
We began to travelling through Iran — and that’s when I felt the strong desire to write. First and foremost, for my friends who had predicted a grim fate for me: suffering under a scorching sun, always wrapped in a chador, tucked away in some harem. I wanted them to know I was more than fine. I also wanted to share the extraordinary blend of antiquity and modernity I was experiencing — a vibrant garden of cultures, rich in tradition, cuisine, and nature.