First Christmass!
This year I experienced my firs christmass.
It was nice. We celebrated it with my friends who had also stayed here in V-ås and had not gone back home.
We had a nice dinner and then we had a short walk in the city and then went to the Church! It was really interesting for me.
I also kneed and had some blessed wine as Jusses Blood.
I enjoyed it so much.
I prayed there and asked GOD to bless the world and specially my family and country with love, peace and joy.
Merry Merry Christmass
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Monday, December 17, 2007
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Wednesday, December 12, 2007
They both survived, and are thriving! In fact, now that the two girls are home, they still sleep together, and still snuggle. The hospital changed their policy after they saw the effect of putting the two girls together, and now they bed multiples together.
Ensign magazine May '98 pg. 94 Adapted from the Readers Digest article "A Sister's Helping Hand" May 1996 Pp. 155-56
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Sunday, December 09, 2007
Big Girls you are beautiful by Mika
Walks in to the room
Feels like a big balloon
I said, 'Hey girl you are beautiful'
Diet coke and a pizza please
Diet coke I'm on my knees
Screaming 'Big girl you are beautiful'
You take your skinny girl
Feel like I'm gonna die
'Cause a real woman
Needs a real man here's why
You take your girl
And multiply her by four
Now a whole lotta woman
Needs a whole lot more
Get yourself to the Butterfly Lounge
Find yourself a big lady
Big boy come on around
And they'll be calling you baby
No need to fantasize
Since I was in my braces
A watering hole
With the girls around
And curves in all the right places
Big girl you are beautiful
Big girl you are beautiful
Big girl you are beautiful
Big girl you are beautiful
Walks in to the room
Feels like a big balloon
I said, 'Hey girl you are beautiful'
Diet coke and a pizza please
Diet coke I'm on my knees
Screaming 'Big girl you are beautiful'
You take your girl
And multiply her by four
[ Lyrics found at www.mp3lyrics.org/ak ]
Now a whole lotta woman
Needs a whole lot more
Get yourself to the Butterfly Lounge
Find yourself a big lady
Big boy come on around
And they'll be calling you baby
No need to fantasize
Since I was in my braces
A watering hole
With the girls around
And curves in all the right places
Big girl you are beautiful
Big girl you are beautiful
Big girl you are beautiful
Big girl you are beautiful
Get yourself to the Butterfly Lounge
Find yourself a big lady
Big boy come on around
And they'll be calling you baby
No need to fantasize
Since I was in my braces
A watering hole
With the girls around
And curves in all the right places
Big girl you are beautiful
Big girl you are beautiful
Big girl you are beautiful
Big girl you are beautiful
Oh you are beautiful
Get yourself to the Butterfly Lounge
Find yourself a big lady
Big boy come on around
And they'll be calling you baby
No need to fantasize
Since I was in my braces
A watering the hole
With the girls around
And curves in all the right places
Big girl you are beautiful
Big girl you are beautiful
Big girl you are beautiful
Big girl you are beautiful
Big girl you are beautiful
Zita my lovely hungerian friend toled me about his nice music. I love it and I also love her.
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Thursday, November 22, 2007
Finding a new home
I came out of the situation I used to leave in for more than 25 years.
I got distance from all the streets I used to drive or walk in them and
all the resturants and coffee shops I used to go and sit and smoke or talk with my friends.
I am far from the book store I used to go and the shop keeper who knew which was the last book I read and would recommend me the next one!
I can not go to the sweeming pool I used to go and lie in the sun and listen to the music.
I am no longer the wellcome but un+invited guest in my friends' houses.
There is no way to get to the shops I used to buy my favorite cloths from them.
I am far from HOME!
At this home in Västerås there is no mom cooking and cleaning and waiting for me.
At this home in Västerås there is no dad doing morning exercises, waking me up with the sound of his radio in the next room.
At this home in Västerås there are no cute systers poking and teasing me!
But I still like it.
I am learning.
I am meeting new people.
I have opened my heart and also my mind.
I feel so free to talk with people and explore their worlds.
I am training my mind to switch between different languages quickly.
I enjoy my life here and:
Jag trivs bra i Västerås!
By Mahgol at 12:08 AM 2 comments
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Fall
It is getting cold.
The naughty wind blows and brings the dry leaves on the ground,
up
and the dry leaves on the branches,
down!
Then you can see a dance of leaves in the air!
People get to their houses soon and so does the sun!
There is no party, it is exam, seminar, assignment, deadline, presentation, paper submition and ... season!
You miss such sceneries:
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Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Generously on my skin
Wind touches my face,
Kindly in a gentle way
Birds whisper songs,
Happily near my ears
And
I am floating,
In the lake,
Free
Having no stress
Thinking of absolutely nothing
I am walking,
In the wood,
Fresh
Worrying no matter
Wondering the beauty of the trees
I am dancing
In the street,
Glorious
Being proud of my existence
Looking inside, smiling on “Moon Flower”
Västerås, September 9, 2007
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Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Well,
Now I am in sweden.
It is exactly 2 months that I have left Iran.
I have completely settled down, found new friends, got used to the situation and started to find a new Mahgol here in Sweden.
I plan to write more often and tell you more about the new findings.
Happy Moon Flower
By Mahgol at 7:05 PM 1 comments
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Mother tongue
I have started writing in a Persian weblog.
It is much more easier for me to write in my mother tongue so I almost everyday put a new post in it.
:)
These days, waiting for the admission results has become so hard.
I just can't wait more than this.
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Saturday, April 21, 2007
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Sunday, April 15, 2007
Schahryar
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Sunday, March 25, 2007
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Tuesday, March 06, 2007
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Sunday, February 25, 2007
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Thursday, February 15, 2007
Art
There are so many events or better to say, acts, considered as "Art",
But I think there are just two of them which can give me the calmness and satisfaction I look for in art.
Dancing and singing.
It is just you; your body and your soul.
There is no equipments or instruments basicaly required.
I do not have a good voice but I am trying to dance good, and hope to achieve it one day.
:)
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Tuesday, February 06, 2007
Saturday, January 27, 2007
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Imran Salahi was gone and we were leaving "Behesht-e Zahra",
And before leaving Shahab and Mr Pouri had a whisper in Shapour Khan's grave ear.
May God rest their souls in peace.
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Monday, January 22, 2007
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Tuesday, January 16, 2007
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Monday, January 15, 2007
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Me as a node in this giant graph!
There are too many people who we just pass by
And so many who we talk with
There also are ones who we meet
Ones who we shake hand and smile to
But are fewer ones who we kiss
and even fewer who we take their hands and cry on their shoulders.
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Wednesday, January 10, 2007
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Some Pictures from Tehran's Sky
My city is beautiful
when it blows
when it rains
when it snows and the schools are closed.
My city is beautiful
when the sun shines
or the moon is in the sky
when the air is full with the fresh smell of the roses
and when your eyes can be filled with the view of snow covered mountains.
My city is beautiful
when the pockets of its people are full
when their eyes are shining
and when their hearts are filled with love and hope
My city is beautiful
when the fathers are not ashame of their families
when the great ones are not kept in preason
and when lovers are free to walk and dance in its streets.
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Saturday, January 06, 2007
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Tuesday, January 02, 2007
Monday, January 01, 2007
Winter Has Came
Happy new Year to all the ones who celebrate it now.
Every day can be called as the first day of the next year. :)
My city, Tehran is filled with whiteness.
I got this picture on Friday, in Darakeh.
Today is the first day of the rest of our lives.
Enjoy yourself and let your soul be filled with love and blessings.
Cheers
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