Tonight, as the world awakens to the first breath of spring, we embrace a tradition as old as time itself—one that has withstood the rise and fall of empires, the trials of history, and the relentless attempts to erase its essence. Nowruz is not merely the turning of a calendar; it is the triumph of renewal over decay.
For over 3,000 years, the flames of Nowruz have burned in the hearts of our people, from the grand halls of Persepolis Rooted in the wisdom of the ancients, this celebration has survived invasions, oppression, and forced erasures—yet it stands unbroken, a defiant testament to the resilience of our culture and the endurance of our identity.
Despite every effort to deprive us from our heritage, Nowruz rises each year, unyielding. It is a reminder that no force can silence the spirit of a nation whose roots run deep into the foundations of civilization itself.
As the Haft-Seen is laid and the new year begins, may this night ignite strength, and the unwavering determination to reclaim what has always been ours.
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