Between 3rd and 17th of April I went back home to Iran and visited my boyfriend and my parents, siblings and relatives. It was sweet and in the same time, terrible: I did not want to come back!
My parents had become older than 8 months ago that I had said goodbye to them and traveled to Sweden. I could easily notice that.
I also could notice the irritating distance between me and my boyfriend. There was a gap in between. we had so much to say but we also did not want to spend our short time in talking about others and .... it was no good.
Some friends say that they used to think that I am stronger but now they feel like I am not. But I think I am strong but it is just a matter of emotions and the time which is sunning cruelly.
I am thinking hard about life. It is going so fast that I even don't have enough time to think about past and make decisions for future since the very predictable future becomes present and past in a glance and the very far furture is not predictable at all....
I am just going dizzy...

These weeks we are all busy so much. Last semester in Mälardalens Högskolan it was so easy that is why many students planed to attend in some extra activities for this one and now we are all somehow trapped.
The previous course was named "Strategy Classics", it was trying to give us an idea about what strategy is and introduced some popular approaches to strategy.
Now we are dealing with some real strategic actions mostly in Industry and are supposed to find strategic actions in them and some how get to a kind of analysis.
So here we are.
On earth!
Sitting in a room with friends coming from all around the world.
Almost all continents.
It is fantastic!

NOTHING MORE

I made my contract with the truth
to restore light to the earth.

I wished to be like bread.
Te struggle never found me wanting.

But here I am
with what I loved,
with the solitude I lost.
In the shadow of that stone, I do not rest.

The sea is working,
working in my silence.

Pablo Neruda

Memories, far or close?

I miss him so often,

I miss the streets inwhich we used to walk,

I miss the caffees we used to sit in and talk.

I miss him so often.

If past is gone and future has not come,

Who are we?

Who are the people in our memories?

What are memories?

If past is gone and people in past are dead,

Who do I miss?

Who do I wish to kiss?

If future has not come and people in future are to be born,

Who will I meet?

In who will I leak?

I ask for Silence

Now they leave me in peace
Now they grow used to my absence.

I am going to close my eyes.

I wish for five things only,
five chosen touchstones.

One is prepetual love.

The second is to see the autumn.
I cannot exist without leaves
flying
and falling to earth.

The third is the solemn winter,
the rain I loved, the caress
of fire
in the rough cold.

Fourthly, the summer,
plump as a watermelon.

And, fifth, your eyes.
Matilda, my dear love,
I will not sleep wothout your eyes.
I will not exist but in your gaze.
I adjust the spring
for you to follow me with your eyes.

. . .

Pablo Neruda

The new course just started today.
Strategy Classics
The teacher seems funny and smart, the books are also readable. :)
I missed Zita so much today. We used to sit next to each other in the lectures and now she is in Budapest trying to finish her hard exams at her home university.
It is how life is. people come and go but you live with your desires and memories.
keep your fingers crossed for me for this hard, 5 week course.
:)

Birthday in Västerås!

On 4th of January I had my first birthday far from my family and home but it was so strange that I felt so much at home!
My aunt came to visit me from France and she was so kind inviting 8 of my friends for dinner on my birthday.
They all came and we cellebrated my birthday in a very nice resturant in te main street of Västerås!
I got so nice gifts from all my friends and even from one of them that was not there in the city.
I thank you my dear aunt, Anahita.
You are the best!
And I thank you all my dear friends who came and made my night!
And I thank you GOD if you are there.

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

It is simple

It is not a new invented need.

It has been there always.

I am a human beeing.

I miss him.

I want him here

exactly here

by my side!

Rescuing Hug

This is a picture from an article called, "The Rescuing Hug." The article details the first week of life of a set of twins. Apparently, each were in their respective incubators, and one was not expected to live. A hospital nurse fought against the hospital rules and placed the babies in one incubator. When they were placed together, the healthier of the two threw an arm over her sister in an endearing embrace. The smaller baby's heart rate stabilized and her temperature rose to normal.
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

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.

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.