Sheikh Akbar the Jurist and the Women's Bathhouse

The old bazaar of the neighborhood is still in its place, with the same familiar atmosphere, as if a family business has been passed down from generation to generation, hand to hand.

Ambassador Arjan; Ali Najomi - Molavi Jan Street, going east, at its eastern end, you will reach Qiyam Square. This place is actually the southern end of Siros or Chale Maidan area. Now you are at the intersection of Molloy Street and Ray Street. If you take Ray Street a little to the north, you will reach Al-Agha Street or the former Viceroy. The name of the street comes from the son of Naseruddin Shah Kamran Mirza, who was his father's viceroy for a long time.

The old market of the place is still standing. With the same old feeling as if it is a hereditary business passed from generation to generation and from hand to hand. Somewhere in the middle of the street there is an old bath called the Qiblah bath or the lady's bath.

When we were children and not yet of school age, our weekends had an interesting routine. I used to go to the house of Ismat Khanum's grandmother in Naib-ul-Sultaneh Bazarche. When we went down the stairs, we reached the Serbineh, which had a beautiful domed arch and light shone in from the small convex windows on the roof.

On the tiles there were large and prominent photos of Shahnameh's heroes Rostam, Esfandiar, Kikavos and Sohrab.

This is where we used to take the clothes and put them in the closets. My eyes were always on the fiery red langs that they hung for sale, but I never bought a share of them. There was a narrow door in the corner of the bathroom, which was a small room that was a coffee house. Every time we went after the bathroom, there was a narrow waisted teacup on its horn.

When I was coming out of Bineh, I would reach a place called the name (between the doors), which was a winding corridor, and later I found out that it was designed to prevent the hot air from the bathroom from escaping outside. After (between the doors) we would reach the hot house, it was a main bathing place.

The hot house consisted of a large open courtyard in the middle and cell-like rooms on the periphery. This was the public part of the bathroom. We showered inside the cells, and then we went there and washed, waiting for the delak to come and rub our bodies with good salt. But sometimes we went to the grade section and washed away our loneliness. Delak is also unattractive.

This inscription can be seen on the top of the bathroom door with blue tiles. This bath was built after the completion of the first rampart of the city of Tehran around the year 965 AH by the order of the sister of Shah Tahmasab Safavi, and since 1275 it has been dedicated to the late Haj Mohammad Majid Qazvini, Seyed al-Shahda, and this bath was nationally registered in 1382.

One of the interesting anecdotes about the baths in Tehran was a person named Sheikh Akbar Masala Go, who always used to fight in the Shah Mosque during the Nasrid period and tell sweet anecdotes.

One of the interesting things that this Sheikh Akbar mentioned and related to the bathroom was his constant prohibition of urinating in the bathroom cabinet. And he always shouted at the end of this quote: (O merchant, O Muslim child, O businessman, O marketer, O small, O big, O porter, O Loti, O Naloti, ... do not urinate in the bath water.)

Another part of the bathroom that was not used in our time was the safe. In the old days, the treasury was a covered pond, which was heated by animal feces and a person named (Tun Tab). This treasure had the same function as the current swimming pools and was mostly used for relaxation.

In the old days, there was a formality about these treasures, called a jar, because the water in these treasures was usually not changed more than once or twice a year, naturally, their water was generally very dirty, so they used a jar like a hole to catch the dirt and mud in the water.

Late: It should be mentioned that in part of the note, the book Old Tehran by Jafar Shahri was used to complete the information.