Monday, May 27, 2013

Interior Decorating


 
I do not expect to return home in two months with a tattoo in Kurdish, although the script is the most beautiful writing I’ve ever seen. I do not expect to return home with a deep passionate love for lemons or onions, although people have a habit of eating them straight before every meal. I definitely do not expect to return home with a complete, infallible understanding of life in the Middle East, or even my own personal life. (Let me know where to find that, if you’ve heard.)

But I can tell you one certain life-altering change Kurdistan will impress on me.

My future dining room will lack a table. It is not atypical here to eat dinner on cushions on the floor, surrounding a plastic “lazy tablecloth” and delicious spread of food. (The tablecloth gets its name from the end-of-dinner simplicity of throwing all trash and scraps in the center, rolling it up, and tossing it away. Brilliant.) We eat, talk, drink tea, and recline in the dimming light for hours. No stiff dining room chairs or manners mandating upright posture impede conversation, comfort, and company. So often in the habitual rush of life, the purpose of meals becomes only caloric nutrition. Fitting with the leisurely pace of life here, meals with guests provide much more important sustenance: rest and the time to allow company to turn into friendship.

In Kurdish culture, when you serve a guest tea, a saucer always accompanies the cup. Not for the sake of appearance, but because true hospitality means serving the tea overflowing. The nights here, sans internet, and within the walls of home after sunset likewise overflow with good conversation and friendship. In Kurdish culture, you are welcome to stay in someone’s company until the fruit is brought out. I look forward to the next few months until the ‘fruit’ will be brought and my time here will end. I am sure by then I will be overflowing with many carpet-level conversations, cups of tea, and interior decorating plans.
 
 
This picture is of typical Kurdish food, although at a table-d restaurant.

3 comments:

  1. I love this.
    Pure and simple. I hear you girl. Sans table may just be the way to go.

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  2. PS- Vonnie is Veronica R! :]

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  3. Acadia! This is incredible-- well-written & lively. Though, I am many many miles from you and your experiences, each post packed full of insight and culture, color and observations, lets me live vicariously through you, as if I were experiencing your journey as well. It's a joy to be able to learn so much and to be brought inside of experiences-- places, languagues, and people-- that would otherwise feel so esoteric when told second-hand. I am so excited to track your journey alongside you. Thank you for your words. They are so powerful.

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