By Farzan Navab My Friend’s Finishing Factory in Lahore, An Architectural Marvel Earlier that day I had been picked up at my hotel by a rug supplier whom I knew but had seldom done business with. The larger than life figure wore a full beard in the style of Wahhabi Muslims with a shaved mustache, and […]

Barbara Guest By Farzan Navab Persians In Minneapolis They are lithe, slim, dark. They travel up and down the elevators all the way to the thirtieth floor like slim geniis emerging from their bottles. No one knows why they are in Minneapolis The spring leaves which are thin and small like Persians are closer to […]

The early years, my daughter Peggah inside our first store. A repair table and a few rugs were all we had. How(small)Fortunes Are MadeBy Farzan Navab Destiny is what we believe determines certain paths in our lives. Kismet is what is known in the west as what the Persians called destiny, a Turkish pronunciation of […]