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my journey to kish Part 1

Tue, 04 Mar 2008 13:13:00 GMT

Yes here is the day and I’m ready to fly! I’m waiting here in the foyer of airport waiting for my flight number to be announced but because I haven’t flew like 5 years and here in Iran everything is confusing and you supposed to know almost everything and be professional -and if you make a mistake no one is responsible - I’m not even sure I’m sitting in the right place !

Ok they called me got to go !

Here we are at last I landed successfully on the grand agene in one piece , the flight was extremely safe and I didn’t expect that it’s not going with style of Iran !we even didn’t find out when exactly the airplane touched the grand, the pilot was artist and some people clapped for him, I didn’t but Really I should ! Anyway I’m happy. As son as I arrived someone sold me a thicket to a concert and I bought it briskly! so know I have a ticked to a concert and there is more to do .

Know I’m waiting in the hotel foyer for my room be cleaned and ready for me ! it’s so beautiful atmosphere and happy people every where .It’s fairly a bit surprising for me because from now I’m upset I have to go soon ! I should stay, at least one more day! Please let me be here and have fun GOD !

Ok I’m goanna go the beach and have a swim If it is possible. So I goanna wear my swimsuit under my formal trousers and depart for the beach ! Allegedly it’s not so far away! As the hotel driver said this would be like 5 minutes by foot!

I’m not shore if the let me stay a little more (one day! ) in the hotel but the bigger problem is there is almost no chance to change the flight time ! But I goanna try my chance! I’m not sure if I should talk to the hostel or the agency J ok I’ll think abut it later ! J

--- Room is ready

sandy fish I made on the beach

Fuck off , I'm watching TV!

Wed, 24 Oct 2007 02:13:04 GMT

Assume yourself extremely carried away! You are trying to share your new finding with your partner and he/she says indifferently "Ok, ok good for you ,ok I'm goanna watch TV now my favorite daily series has just begun" .

what do you feel ! I wished I had never born!

Thank you my hero : Rocky Balboa

Thu, 03 May 2007 13:52:20 GMT

I’ve just finished watching Rocky Balboa movie, that was fun to me , It feels good to have this opportunity to say goodbye to your child hood hero the one how you used to be loved and it will be best goodbye if he gives you an advice , It gives me what I really needed :

“It ain't about how hard you hit.

It's about how hard you can get hit,

and keep movin' forward.”

Lately I’m having problems with my personal life , you know a lots of miscarriages were making me nuts , I felt so bad abut my life style , my friends , my family , my job , my nation and every thing around . Everything I did, it failed.so every where was dark and dirty to me. I hated this world because it wasn’t what I had promised to myself when I was a little kid.

I can remember, I didn’t have a childhood as nice as most of you had. I was alone most of the times , I didn’t have a real friend , my family live were not very good (not very bad too but not good enough for me ) and I always got beaten by my mother at least twice a day by means of a leader belt ! when I got to school other students made fun of me because I was fat and my heir where stubby .I didn’t really wanted to be like that I didn’t create myself! I wasn’t responsible for what GOD did, but people don’t understand that really. Back to those days I was a kind of cute! I don’t know why my classmates hate my fatness and heirs so much because I really never hurt them but older girls (high school girls) mentioned me as the cutest one .by the way I never understand why adult people those days lived me or hated me and those who hated me (the ones I never sow them before and never sow them after) really hated me. I guess they had been hurt by someone how looked like me somehow. I don’t now!

I started school in most overwhelming situation of my life, I really hated school , I really hated my teacher who menace me with her dark and humid dungeon that had snakes and scorpions because I had been negligent and I always had problems with my dictation. I was very slow in writing too, so my homework took more than 6 hours every day and we have extra homework even on holydays !(I hate those days) I always had problems in school and my teacher told my mom that I am untalented and I couldn’t go even to high school because I was really stupid ! assume my mother, she used to cry at least twice a week since that day and I didn’t know why she had been crying so mach and when I asked her why are you crying she just told me it’s nothing only I’m nostalgic. Screw my teacher (look at me ma’am I’m an engineer now!) ! I brought up like that . I hated my life all along not always but most of times so I promised my self a good life full of joy and happiness, a fairytale love live and reach enough to buy a car, travel to other countries and make new friends! Good ones who never make fun of me I vowed to myself happiness and I’m almost 26 and I’m still miserable!

Now these tow last movies I’ve seen (“Rocky Balboa” and “Pursuit of happYness”) teach me a lesson (or I better say remind me something) “to be strong !and keep moving forward” you know happiness is something to be pursuit , so go get it even if this world punches you right and left .lets keep movin' forward

Story of knocker boy

Sun, 29 Apr 2007 17:43:09 GMT

Have you ever thought why some people are hopeless and some other people are extremely active? It’s not only the matter of weak personality , assume there is very big skyscraper and you are abut find your friends flat in it , you know he/she is here and if you find him/her you will marry him/her and you live happily ever after!!

There is one thousand doors that you have to knock some of them and ask if they know where is your friends door! There are tow deferent scenarios:

1: you knock first door and some one open the door and insult you, you choose an other door and some one tell you it’s right above his flat, you go upstairs and knock that door and there is nobody there so you nock the left neighbor’s door and an old chains woman opens the door , she couldn’t understand you and you cant understand her either! So you right side door and a teenage boy opens the door and says that nobody has lived there since a mother murdered her daughter and spouse abut 2 years ago and he starts crying because he was his best friend. So you fortuitously knock an other door this time a British old woman opens the door and asks you to join here for tea and she tells you she had been here for 20 years and because of her job she know almost every body in the building. So you acceptant but soon you’ll find out she was a prostitute once and she has Alzheimer's disease so she live in 10 years ago , she gave you a cup o tea that smells like pee and a piece of cake that it’s not that easy to eat ! you say goodbye and try an other door some one with a shotgun menace you so you run away to other upstairs but meanwhile a block teenage jostles you and after a while you’ll find out that you wallet is gone! You randomly knock doors but no one gives you a hint, some people insult you some other don’t … this time an old man opens the door as soon as you say the name he gives you all features of your friend so after a overwhelming day you can feel satisfied but soon you understand that this man gives you more information only you satisfy him by sucking his cock! Let’s assume you do that (of course you won’t!) Because you are exhausted! And after he poured his semen to your face all the information he has is that your friend lives here in this building he met him/her once and he thought he/she could be a really good sucker so he can remember him/her , but he never meet him/her agene! So you stop knocking doors right there or you continue and the story continues till you stop!

Second scenario : you knock first door and some body opens the door , he is smiling and he is surprised because he thinks you are handsome and you are the best person for playing role in his commercial , actually he is a director , so hi gives you his business card and asks you to call him tomorrow 10 o’clock sharp to discuss abut money he’s talking abut grands !hi doesn’t know your friend but not only hi wishes you lock but also he assures you that your friend doesn’t live this floor. You head to the upstairs and randomly nock a door and gauss how’s opening the door? Your old friend from high school you used to be best friends. After a long tight hugging he tells you that he doesn’t know your friend ( the one you are supposed to marry ) but he promises you together you can find him/her because he know a lost of nice people in the building and surly they help you to find your beloved person.

I know there are smarter way to find some one like calling his/her cellphone so this story might be ridicules to you , abut assume there is no other way except knocking doors , THINK ABUT IT !

lets start with love!

Sun, 22 Apr 2007 15:28:13 GMT

My heart is burning with love

All can see this flame

My heart is pulsing with passion

like waves on an ocean

My friend have become strangers

and I'm surrounded by enemies

But I'm free as the wind

no longer hurt by those who reproach me

(by: Rumi OR Jalaledin Mohammad OR Molavi)

I didn’t know how to start my very own blog! Of course it is not my fist blog, but I never have a blog on my own Domain name. you know how does it feel when you have your own last name as your domain. Any way I have to say hello to ones who will pull this post out from my archive because I know I won’t have visitors for weeks ! but I don’t care ! I am going to write it’s your unfortunateness if you don’t read them ! :D

Any way I fancy to talk a little abut poetry above:

First of all the Poet; all Rumi & Jalaledin Mohammad & Molavi are same person , we call him Molavi In Persia he has poems either in Persian and Turkish so in Turkey and most of the world people known him as Rumi !

But why I start with this poem ? I love this “But I'm free as the wind , no longer hurt by those who reproach me ” you know ,it makes spectacular Image in my mind to be free as the wind ; free ,powerful and also a little anarchist! Nothing can limits you! nothing can detains you, you are for your own and that’s the way you can march into your desires ! so people that blame you for what you are, are no longer your hindrances , because you are the wind you are powerful and you can penetrate from any interstice who care abut those reproaching friend ! Those enemies! and I’ll tell you a secret, love gives you that power to be wind !