Love, loss and longing in Tehran

In contemporary times, when the meaning of love is reduced to a quick fix of sexual satisfaction and entitlement, Marjan Kamali brings forth a kind of love that stands the trials and tribulations of time and fate.

“Roya’s mother had always said that our fate is written on our foreheads when we’re born. It can’t be seen, can’t be read, but it’s there in invisible ink all right, and life follows that fate. No matter what.”