Once, this amusement park in Kermanshah, western Iran, was surrounded by a deep, glittering lake. Families came to ride boats, cross the bridge by train, or walk along the water to reach joy. The lake shaped weekends, children’s laughter, and shared memories across generations.
Today, the water is gone. Years of mismanagement and climate change have dried it, leaving weeds and cracked soil. The bridge that once connected people now leads to nowhere. Train bridge columns, marked with faint blue lines, stand silent, reminders of the lost lake.
Rides rest like stranded ships, heavy with nostalgia. Food stalls that once sold snacks stand empty, sealed, as if they too have forgotten life. Faded drawings of Tom and Jerry, symbols of innocence and laughter, stare into emptiness, echoing the silence.
The disappearance of water has erased more than a lake; it has diminished a community’s sense of belonging. What remains is a scar on land and memory, a reminder that when water disappears, identity fades.
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