My Grandfather’s Library

by SIAVASH HAGHIGHAT

Spring is the best time to visit my grandfather’s library. At this time of year, you can experience the perfection of this beautiful place. In May, my grandfather always perfumes the space of the library with a kind of Iranian rosewater. As you walk among the shelves, you are drawn to the books by a rich and flowery aroma.

You cannot imagine the beauty of this library unless you see it with your own eyes. There is a joy in filling your lungs with the clean, mild morning air as you search for your favorite book. A small pool stretches between the shelves of literature and art in perfect harmony with the spirit of the library. Here you can hear the voice of the water, rippling softly, preparing you to experience the beauty of art and literature.

There are more than 5000 books in my grandfather’s library: books of literature, art, philosophy, history, sociology, psychology, economics, politics, and religion. You will find many of the classics of the humanities and social sciences. The library is a paradise for any author or researcher.

Five desks adorn the library. Once you find your interest, you can turn on the lights, sit at one of the desks, and enjoy reading your chosen book. My grandfather himself built the walls of this library, making them sound-proof, so no outside noise will distract the reader.

If you want to visit this library, you should avoid going into the yard because you may be distracted by the magical feeling it inspires. A large swimming pool lies at its center, lined with the tall cypresses. On the left side you can see colorful flowers that give off a powerful perfume. the aroma of the flowers together with the beauty of the peaceful waters might captivate readers and draw them away from their books.

My grandfather established this private library, not only to earn money, but also to realize his dream. He wanted to encourage people to read, and read, and read. I believe he has succeeded. I know that each spring I am drawn by the stunning landscaping, the aroma of the flowers, the stateliness of the cypresses, the softly rippling waters of the pool, and most of all, the treasure trove of books.