Abdullahan once again tried to begin a new life. This time — in Tehran, the greenest and most prosperous capital of Persia. Things began to improve, if only slightly. The dreamer found work as a translator at a foreign embassy. He worked almost every day, and in the evenings he visited a friend’s photo studio and continued to play the dutar outdoors, surrounded by nature. In photographs, everything always seemed fine, and music helped release the emotions that had long held him captive.