Abstract
After her grandfather's death, a young girl explores her Baba Bozorg's house. As the girl wanders through the house, almost idly, her Baba Bozorg's house stands in for the man himself, with each object she describes standing as a touchstone to a memory, and each memory serving as a window into the relationship between the child and her grandfather. As she looks through its rooms, the things she sees and the object she touches bring to life memories of the man she knew, and also the man she didn't know.