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!

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:

Moon Flower

Sun gives me kisses,
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

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

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.

Today is the first day of the week, the month and the rest of my life!

:)

My heart is filled with hope, love and peace.

The company has payed our salaries and my bank account is filled with hope, love and peace too.

;)

It is getting so long that I have not met my love, and I have missed him so much.

I hope this week becomes a blessed one in our life.

Schahryar

Two days ago, I mean on Friday, I went to our garden/ farm, in Schahryar, with my father.

I was taking pleasure of being with him.

He has become so silent and calm these days.

I love him!

I love you Baba and miss you all day long before coming home.

:*

Here are some more pictures of our lovely day, in which the sun shined, the wind blowed, the flowers had bloomed and the water was flowing on the ground.

Norouz

The Spring came and the nature got a new life.

It is great that our year starts with recreation of trees and flowers.

Happy Norouz

Life

Who knows what will happen?

I think it is very interesting that we do not know what do we have ahead in our way of life.

We forget easily, and it seems that all the passed way is hidden in darkness except some points we intend to remember longer.

What we know is very little in comparison with what we don't know.

Death

Morteza Ordubadi Left us.

He died alone, at work; just as he lived.

I believe in this, which people die exactly how they live.

He was so active, kind and precise.

I hope his soul rests in peace and light till the end.

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.
:)

Tuesday's with Morrie

An Old Man,

a Young Man,

and Life's Greatest Lesson

This is a book and of course a film's name, my favorite film!

I have watched this film several times.

and suggest you to watch it at least once. but please be aware not to cry.

It is sooooo realistic.

Iranian Traditional Painting (Miniature)

Can you believe it?

This is a bitter-sweet memory

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.

I am busy with filling the application forms and sending my documents to the Sweden Universities.

I love Angelina July's body shape and face.

She is really beautiful.

One of Shahab Messages

He always choses best poems and sentences for me.

I love him :)

I’ll Cry for You

I lived my life as I saw fit,

some may think I was wrong,

but I know that God loves me,

I heard it in a song.

These times are too short,

and full of worry and pain,

just remember the coming light,

and accept those days of rain.

Don’t cry for me,

my work here is through.

Go and live your life,

and let me cry for you.

I never was a big follower,

I never wanted to lead,

not just another pretty face,

just lived to be me.

Now my life is far from over,

but on earth I won’t be found,

and if you’re ever looking,

heaven is whereI’m bound.

Don’t cry for me,

my work here is through.

Go on,

live your life,

And I’ll cry for you.

Tanya Washington

2001 Lubbock, Texas

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.

Name: Moon Flower

Botanical Name: Ipomoea alba

Zone: 8-11

Soil: Average

Exposure: Full sun

Bloom Time and Color: White flowers in late spring to late fall.

Description: Big white flowers. 6-8 in. across, open in evening and fill the air with perfume. Grows 20 ft. Plant this fast-growing vine on a porch, near an entrance, or under a window where you can enjoy the evening performance and heady fragrance. The flowers of moonflower bloom only at night, and unfold in 2-3 minutes, and event worth waiting for!

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.