The pieces of Nasser Ali Khan's story slowly fall into place, and as they do, we begin to understand him. He remembers his late mother, who sacrificed everything for his revolutionary brother, but who also, in the last week of her life, found solace only in smoking and listening to him play his tar his angry wife, who can't forgive him his melancholy and irresponsibility and Irane, his first love, whose father forbade her to marry a poor musician and inflicted the wound that fuelled his music. Every visitor stirs up a memory, and in the course of this week Nasser Ali Khan revisits his entire life, a life defined by three relationships in particular. This is the story of the eight days he spends preparing to surrender his soul.Īs the days pass and Nasser Ali Khan grows weaker, those who love him - his wife, his children, his siblings - gather round, incredulous, to try to comfort him. He takes to his bed, renouncing the world and all of its pleasures. Brokenhearted, Nasser Ali Khan decides that life is no longer worth living. But no matter what tar he tries, none of them sound right. In November 1955, Nasser Ali Khan, one of Iran's most celebrated tar players, is in search of a new instrument.
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