And democracy was what they named it...
Happiness was lost its shyness and it came out on the street,naked. People put happiness in their arms and danced to the melody of freedom. It has been a long time people didn't have a common reason to celebrate , to laugh .(Soccer games were the only reason in the last two decades to come to the streets , hence it was not out of damages to innocent car bumpers.)
Laughter and joy was there...streets became alive...music was on the air...
then...
streets were covered by blood...blood of happy people...who dared to be happy? who dared to laugh?.Freedom got tolerated for a reason...tolerance was a bribe paid to people to buy their votes...and where are the votes gone? Bought votes are no longer possession of the voters,are they?
For the last couple of decades ,Iran was always on the news: Nuclear weapons, Islamic Republic, Freedom of Speech and so on.The propaganda hand in hand with the cruelty of the barbarian government made a good reputation for Iran and Iranians.No one from any nation could hear about Iran and resist to think of terror.
Iranians ashamed of their reputation ...ashamed of calling themselves Iranians always to introduce themselves as Persians, maybe that glorious name could give them some respect.Persian empire and its power has vanished yet some people are still carrying the same blood as noble Persians.They are still noble but tired of encountering the dark, deaf regime.
What made people to believe in freedom this time? What made them believe that THEY have been changed, THEY will not shoot them in their hearts and minds? What made people to smile again without hiding it? Any nation has a tendency to believe in positive thoughts .Iranians after 30 years of living in a different environment than any other country had an urge to think positive, to start to believe in uniting. They have experienced revolution which started from streets, homes and little parties. New generation heard the stories , wanted to make a difference just like their parents did 30 years ago.
Parents have lived this life before. They have felt the passion and patriotic sensation and they opened up their arms once more to danger, to uncertainty. One might think why? Haven’t they learned enough? Haven’t they got the wisdom of not countering with THIS regime? Why o Why?!Why did they let their children be a canvas for an ugly drawing once more in Iran’s history? When heart knows head stops thinking , as one saying says. Iranian’s heart start to believe that for once they can desire, they can dare to demand something. And yet lesson has learnt : NO to anything they want is the only way to control over them.
Sad people are easy to rule around. Happy people will taste the happiness and will want more. Just like good wine which is forbidden to the Iranians, what if they taste it and they want more?It is 30 years now that no one has tasted Shiraz wine, which belongs to Iranian .Wine is their culture and happiness is in their blood but culture is hidden in the back room of the old castle and blood is frozen in the veins.
Oh Iran….when will you disappear from nuclear danger news or human’s right neglect list..It seems only a hand from above will be able to remove the dirt from your beautiful face .
"Neda"s and all who were killed every day and yet they are alive under the cloud of pure darkness ( pretending to be eternal light),you are admirable to survive in this tough air.But please and please do not fall for another trick, please and please do not open your "SHENASNAM"s once more to their rape. Election is what they have. They will put a trap on your way , they will feed you with promises and temporary freedom to drag you to vote .After showing off on the global media of your support , they will kill you on the streets afterward and you will be pitied by other nations , but is that you want ? To be pitied by others? Aren’t you the nation of dignity, poetry and literature, great mathematicians and philosophers?Aren’t you tired of falling to same trap again and again?
A lesson to be learned: DO NOT vote
A path to follow: Be united in hearts not in front of them.Have your happiness to wear a veil on the streets .Harsh darkness will make your happiness pale very soon.
Believe in nothing but in yourselves.
Never again….never again ..no vote …your votes will be lost on their way to their destination.
To be continued………..
"Neda: is name of a girl who was killed on June -2009 after election on a street watching the protesters-Tehran.She was not participating in any political acts"
"Shenasname: a birth certificate which gets stamped voting."
Monday, September 28, 2009
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Scar faces
Gray sky could not be enough to make such a scar on nation’s face yet impossible possible is more than enough to make people fed up with everything even themselves.
Smile is a myth forgotten long time ago. Faces are frowned in deep fear and hatred toward harsh life. Although hard time has passed according to media and capitalism has spread its liberating (?) wings over broad sky of Russia air is too heavy to breathe.
Intelligence is in the same gray hole of dark drunk, and to a bright future one still is obligated to go through the shabby hall .Hall of fame is targeted with several guns , actual guns, jealousy of others and proven idiot government.
Media is full of colors yet everything in reality is black and white, if white is not covered by the smoke of old trains and cars. Western style malls spelled in English –Russian way may ease the eye from grayness for a second but ease for life in people’s life is so obviously missing.
Glamor in the other hand is like a cheap prostitute painted in all colors standing on the corner of the poor neighborhood squeezes any visitor’s heart. Glamor is what others want to make priority in a growing country to grab the chance for creativity from the nation which needs to stand up and take steps toward real growth and development.
Russia, great power, great culture is in the cage of super powers. Focused on high tech weapons and nuke, authorities are so busy with building a super power in the eyes of globe that forgot the people. People are the first to be forgotten so far in any era in Russia. Socialism/Communism was for people against people (!!) and now nothing is changed .This time they are not the creative nation of communism they are just blind followers of the US.
Price tags decorated with huge amount of not Rubles but Euros are like one piece of sushi in front of starving eyes. One can not have it but desires it although he knows that one piece has no value but prestige.
Suffer has lead people to create art master pieces in the past but now Fashion is the outstanding so called art in Russia. Pushkin is just a statue on the other side of a coffee shop in St. Petersburg .Past is too bloody to remember and future is so blurry to see, being lucky is desire of people at this time even if it will be achievable by conducting useless suspicious act such as wiping dust out of historic sculptures! No one even knows why they have been built but they sure know clean feet of these massive sculptures will bring opportunities in their lives.
Beauty of historical touches on the scar face of cities is only reason to smile. Europe is here ,yet life style is so far from European easy life.
Who to blame is not the case, how to fix is the concern. How to plant smile on faces and take off the deep route of negative feelings from hearts? Faces are tensely against smile and eyes are vacant , no light of life nor hope .Long boots and Gucci bags are every where but no village smile is left. Which one is better: smile or being a fake American?
Neda
November 2008/After a short yet long Russian trip
A bouquet of love and flowers to Russians, nation of literature, art and heroes. May sun shine in their difficult life as soon as possible.
Smile is a myth forgotten long time ago. Faces are frowned in deep fear and hatred toward harsh life. Although hard time has passed according to media and capitalism has spread its liberating (?) wings over broad sky of Russia air is too heavy to breathe.
Intelligence is in the same gray hole of dark drunk, and to a bright future one still is obligated to go through the shabby hall .Hall of fame is targeted with several guns , actual guns, jealousy of others and proven idiot government.
Media is full of colors yet everything in reality is black and white, if white is not covered by the smoke of old trains and cars. Western style malls spelled in English –Russian way may ease the eye from grayness for a second but ease for life in people’s life is so obviously missing.
Glamor in the other hand is like a cheap prostitute painted in all colors standing on the corner of the poor neighborhood squeezes any visitor’s heart. Glamor is what others want to make priority in a growing country to grab the chance for creativity from the nation which needs to stand up and take steps toward real growth and development.
Russia, great power, great culture is in the cage of super powers. Focused on high tech weapons and nuke, authorities are so busy with building a super power in the eyes of globe that forgot the people. People are the first to be forgotten so far in any era in Russia. Socialism/Communism was for people against people (!!) and now nothing is changed .This time they are not the creative nation of communism they are just blind followers of the US.
Price tags decorated with huge amount of not Rubles but Euros are like one piece of sushi in front of starving eyes. One can not have it but desires it although he knows that one piece has no value but prestige.
Suffer has lead people to create art master pieces in the past but now Fashion is the outstanding so called art in Russia. Pushkin is just a statue on the other side of a coffee shop in St. Petersburg .Past is too bloody to remember and future is so blurry to see, being lucky is desire of people at this time even if it will be achievable by conducting useless suspicious act such as wiping dust out of historic sculptures! No one even knows why they have been built but they sure know clean feet of these massive sculptures will bring opportunities in their lives.
Beauty of historical touches on the scar face of cities is only reason to smile. Europe is here ,yet life style is so far from European easy life.
Who to blame is not the case, how to fix is the concern. How to plant smile on faces and take off the deep route of negative feelings from hearts? Faces are tensely against smile and eyes are vacant , no light of life nor hope .Long boots and Gucci bags are every where but no village smile is left. Which one is better: smile or being a fake American?
Neda
November 2008/After a short yet long Russian trip
A bouquet of love and flowers to Russians, nation of literature, art and heroes. May sun shine in their difficult life as soon as possible.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Classical elements so long!
Earth, Water, Air, Fire, and sometimes also "Idea"were the elements of life and balance was rulling over universe and harmony was the main charachteristics of each day and peace seemed eternal although lions were yet killing foxes and foxes were hunting rabbits and rabitts were knocking down grass .Cycle was on and on .No cruelity was defined and life was just life .Faith was tangible and all chakras were full of freshness .Layers of truth not covered by interpretations and misunderstandyings .Ideas were existing and truth was not curropted by temptations .Till time brought a deadly souvinier ,Satan’s gift .
Ideas got dependant to gold, power and acceptance in society.Galiles were harrased and thinking was aborted . Freedom songs got swallowed and grayness came in to all skies.
Money got invented and power shaped .Kings and crowns and their clowns were born .Cruelity was not for surviving anymore but for money and power.Believes went under the umbrella of fear and thoughts were blocked.Memories of freedom vanished.Slavery started with power-related intentions and human stand against humanity.Power was a blood covering eyes all eyes and third eye was far gone as well as pure feelings and unpolished thoughts.
Modernity was the fruit of money and power’s union and yet it shaped in a User-Friendly design althogh was the real weapon targetting mankind.Robots came to action and mass production change the meaning of attempt and creativity .Hands and legs as weel as brain went on a long-term brake .
Creativity got ignored and bar code of modern time hacked on forehead of any new born baby and purposes of each individual’s journey of life programmed in hands of power.One group was sentenced to be in third world and the other was sentenced to be in a first world .One was slave of belief and other slave of anti-belief
Power got into people like a malady just like a dark ink in pure water .Humanity got lost . Thoughts were shredded.Monks got into power traps and right or wrong came to the same point of no point!
Time is a mess and seems no pure existance survived .
Printing , flying in the sky and talking far distances and walking long distances are no more dream of a mankind ,man found whatever he wanted .We are all Adams lost in heaven! Like a bird with a big cage with lots of food.lots of water which doesn’t want to fly..no more need to fly any way.
Happiness is in hands of power so as sadness .One news title can take people till extreme depression and balck hole of fear and one pill can take man till ultimate destination of happiness.Human does not exist without an external entity.
Like a leech .Nothing inside but a desire to swallow whatever around no matter of taste or feeling .
Is it time to get together and re-assemble the whole pure existance and expand all over again or that is the end? spirit is lost in small pieces which are floating in universe with no aim nor desire.Flying where wind of power takes them.There is no noman’s land ,no more fields to farm and no unknown to discover .( as Modernity convience humanity to stop struggling and live eyeryday life )
Aristotales and Platoes seem like allians far come and far gone .
There is a sun in the sky but let’s take our own little lantern and look for it.If no looking for there will be no finding
Ideas got dependant to gold, power and acceptance in society.Galiles were harrased and thinking was aborted . Freedom songs got swallowed and grayness came in to all skies.
Money got invented and power shaped .Kings and crowns and their clowns were born .Cruelity was not for surviving anymore but for money and power.Believes went under the umbrella of fear and thoughts were blocked.Memories of freedom vanished.Slavery started with power-related intentions and human stand against humanity.Power was a blood covering eyes all eyes and third eye was far gone as well as pure feelings and unpolished thoughts.
Modernity was the fruit of money and power’s union and yet it shaped in a User-Friendly design althogh was the real weapon targetting mankind.Robots came to action and mass production change the meaning of attempt and creativity .Hands and legs as weel as brain went on a long-term brake .
Creativity got ignored and bar code of modern time hacked on forehead of any new born baby and purposes of each individual’s journey of life programmed in hands of power.One group was sentenced to be in third world and the other was sentenced to be in a first world .One was slave of belief and other slave of anti-belief
Power got into people like a malady just like a dark ink in pure water .Humanity got lost . Thoughts were shredded.Monks got into power traps and right or wrong came to the same point of no point!
Time is a mess and seems no pure existance survived .
Printing , flying in the sky and talking far distances and walking long distances are no more dream of a mankind ,man found whatever he wanted .We are all Adams lost in heaven! Like a bird with a big cage with lots of food.lots of water which doesn’t want to fly..no more need to fly any way.
Happiness is in hands of power so as sadness .One news title can take people till extreme depression and balck hole of fear and one pill can take man till ultimate destination of happiness.Human does not exist without an external entity.
Like a leech .Nothing inside but a desire to swallow whatever around no matter of taste or feeling .
Is it time to get together and re-assemble the whole pure existance and expand all over again or that is the end? spirit is lost in small pieces which are floating in universe with no aim nor desire.Flying where wind of power takes them.There is no noman’s land ,no more fields to farm and no unknown to discover .( as Modernity convience humanity to stop struggling and live eyeryday life )
Aristotales and Platoes seem like allians far come and far gone .
There is a sun in the sky but let’s take our own little lantern and look for it.If no looking for there will be no finding
Friday, April 4, 2008
Iran-Canada game today!
On a gloomy Friday afternoon all of a sudden got the homesick feeling not because of being bored or for the reason of a laziness of a blurry afternoon but in between the tasks which is called productivity at work (!!) ..I feel like a bird imprisoned in an office...
Thanks to the modern life of 2008 ..home sweet home is away like my fingers from my hand! Typed in the golden words: www.radiojavan.com now the distance is shortened and I am in a home related link which connects me to the tones of Iran!
First song was from an ‘old stranger man in town’ that is what he calls himself ..it made me smile ...second song was from a cheaper singer of L.A living Iranian and third one made butterflies fly in my stomach and fourth one made me disgusted...me attacked by many feeling!
I am connected to Iran but this is not Iran. this is the made up music by west in name of great Persia...Iranian music was ( and is ) in other page than Western music ..even pop music of Iran 30 years ago was the combination of tradition and politics ( e.g Marzie .) but now it is the combo of Justin and Madonna in a horrible way..!
Disappointed of songs threw myself to keyboard to type: Ferdowsi and get some inspiring poetries from him and of course he is from Iran and his web page is Iranisn when I started to search I totally forgot that web page and Iranians are like fire and water..!! they are not related to each other but kind of against each other!!!! Not a single website supports Iran and not a single Iranian has a well presented web page!!! that was a mistake to read Ferdrowsi On-line..made a phone call to Father to send me the hard(est) copy that he can find !( never again even will attempt to search for ancient persian writtings on-line!)
Tired of exploring while I am working and getting distracted by my main job (!!) ...just simply switched to CBC radio...Is Canada my Home? Even if it is not my real home but at least its broad cast is understandable and has a web site where I can get any detailed information that I want with no pop-ups and commercials of smiley faces !!!( despite Hillary Clinton’s web site !!)
So between Iran and Canada who won so far? Canada
Canada 1-Iran 0 ....till next comparison between Iran and Canada so long !!
P.S.I did not have any intentions to write a comedy theme ...but it seems whatever related to Iran will end up to a hysteric laugh or sarcasm !
Thanks to the modern life of 2008 ..home sweet home is away like my fingers from my hand! Typed in the golden words: www.radiojavan.com now the distance is shortened and I am in a home related link which connects me to the tones of Iran!
First song was from an ‘old stranger man in town’ that is what he calls himself ..it made me smile ...second song was from a cheaper singer of L.A living Iranian and third one made butterflies fly in my stomach and fourth one made me disgusted...me attacked by many feeling!
I am connected to Iran but this is not Iran. this is the made up music by west in name of great Persia...Iranian music was ( and is ) in other page than Western music ..even pop music of Iran 30 years ago was the combination of tradition and politics ( e.g Marzie .) but now it is the combo of Justin and Madonna in a horrible way..!
Disappointed of songs threw myself to keyboard to type: Ferdowsi and get some inspiring poetries from him and of course he is from Iran and his web page is Iranisn when I started to search I totally forgot that web page and Iranians are like fire and water..!! they are not related to each other but kind of against each other!!!! Not a single website supports Iran and not a single Iranian has a well presented web page!!! that was a mistake to read Ferdrowsi On-line..made a phone call to Father to send me the hard(est) copy that he can find !( never again even will attempt to search for ancient persian writtings on-line!)
Tired of exploring while I am working and getting distracted by my main job (!!) ...just simply switched to CBC radio...Is Canada my Home? Even if it is not my real home but at least its broad cast is understandable and has a web site where I can get any detailed information that I want with no pop-ups and commercials of smiley faces !!!( despite Hillary Clinton’s web site !!)
So between Iran and Canada who won so far? Canada
Canada 1-Iran 0 ....till next comparison between Iran and Canada so long !!
P.S.I did not have any intentions to write a comedy theme ...but it seems whatever related to Iran will end up to a hysteric laugh or sarcasm !
Monday, March 31, 2008
Horton hears who...
Imagination has been eliminated and may be aborted since the early childhood !
Children sometimes have nightmares of being a homeless ,Mom and Dad not paying the mortgage!
Children dream of not butterflies nor mermaids but batman or wii new edition-2008..
Their dolls are not talking to them anymore and they do not hear imaginary voices ..what they touch is not their cars or bikes but remote control or a mouse ..their eyes are not staring at the birds or skies to find the well-shaped clouds since LCD-flat monitors are around...
Their heroes are not Daddies..they have no clue of who they are or the family tree ...Cousins are not the best friends to play with...neighbor’s kid is the only partner of games 14 + ...Parents should not know about the violence ..
And here it is the movie of imagination...Horton is not a well dressed junior 007 type on a fancy car or bike...!He is an elephant in a jungle. Did I mention Jungle? Yes there are some woods out there...not fenced and controlled number of animals .Not fed by generous human against animal cruelty.
Horton has humor and at the same time seems dumb but he is the one with a kind heart deep inside and humming around and chilling next to the river under the real sun..
This cartoon is not another paid commercial of any games or products..It is a real –real kid movie...!
Mayor ‘s son is one of kids who has no interest in parents and desires to discover himself and sisters of him are fighting for hair brush...here is the first lesson for baby boys : girls may fight for brush and they like to wear pink and be the best for Daddy !That is a sweet scene...
Horton hears who gives the idea to 21st century kids to dare to imagine... to talk to particles around and who knows maybe they can hear back...who knows they can be the savior of a big city...they can be a hero ..( if this word exists anymore for youth)
The Whoville houses are not similar to any of homes around so no kid will annoys parents saying: I want that! They had big chandelier and a pool in back yard. in that little city there was not ski resort ..Everyone was skiing on streets all together...
In that little who city, there was a square to gather people’s fear-anger-happiness...what you have in your plate you can bring it to this square and discuss it as a member of a Whoville!
The good point of this cartoon is being away from any product placement but it was not far from propaganda suggestive point of view to specific nation.
Kids (specially in North America) are living next to each other from different parts of the world ...east-west-north-west-terrorist named-mafia reputed spots...
Teaching them who is better than other is the last thing that Canadian parents would love to do with their kids...Why the weird murderer of the carton should be Vlad( short from of Vladimir)..? And Vlad happened to be one of the most popular Russian named..such a coincidence ha?!
Will any one question the writer –director of this cartoon about the intentions of such a role design? That is so nice of director did not mention anything about Taliban and covered ladies...
Such a nice project why should it be poisoned by the propaganda hint?(Although very minor)
Let’s thank all the people behind this nice animation and hope them more diversity acceptance .Hope our kids understand the intentions behind these stereo typing and ignore them.
Vlad or Brad, John, Ali are all people and anyone could be bad or good no matter of nationality!
Humanity is not a practice it is a truth and it exists, no matter how it is treated.Truth is not changable nor shapable by media !
Neda , March 31st-2008
Children sometimes have nightmares of being a homeless ,Mom and Dad not paying the mortgage!
Children dream of not butterflies nor mermaids but batman or wii new edition-2008..
Their dolls are not talking to them anymore and they do not hear imaginary voices ..what they touch is not their cars or bikes but remote control or a mouse ..their eyes are not staring at the birds or skies to find the well-shaped clouds since LCD-flat monitors are around...
Their heroes are not Daddies..they have no clue of who they are or the family tree ...Cousins are not the best friends to play with...neighbor’s kid is the only partner of games 14 + ...Parents should not know about the violence ..
And here it is the movie of imagination...Horton is not a well dressed junior 007 type on a fancy car or bike...!He is an elephant in a jungle. Did I mention Jungle? Yes there are some woods out there...not fenced and controlled number of animals .Not fed by generous human against animal cruelty.
Horton has humor and at the same time seems dumb but he is the one with a kind heart deep inside and humming around and chilling next to the river under the real sun..
This cartoon is not another paid commercial of any games or products..It is a real –real kid movie...!
Mayor ‘s son is one of kids who has no interest in parents and desires to discover himself and sisters of him are fighting for hair brush...here is the first lesson for baby boys : girls may fight for brush and they like to wear pink and be the best for Daddy !That is a sweet scene...
Horton hears who gives the idea to 21st century kids to dare to imagine... to talk to particles around and who knows maybe they can hear back...who knows they can be the savior of a big city...they can be a hero ..( if this word exists anymore for youth)
The Whoville houses are not similar to any of homes around so no kid will annoys parents saying: I want that! They had big chandelier and a pool in back yard. in that little city there was not ski resort ..Everyone was skiing on streets all together...
In that little who city, there was a square to gather people’s fear-anger-happiness...what you have in your plate you can bring it to this square and discuss it as a member of a Whoville!
The good point of this cartoon is being away from any product placement but it was not far from propaganda suggestive point of view to specific nation.
Kids (specially in North America) are living next to each other from different parts of the world ...east-west-north-west-terrorist named-mafia reputed spots...
Teaching them who is better than other is the last thing that Canadian parents would love to do with their kids...Why the weird murderer of the carton should be Vlad( short from of Vladimir)..? And Vlad happened to be one of the most popular Russian named..such a coincidence ha?!
Will any one question the writer –director of this cartoon about the intentions of such a role design? That is so nice of director did not mention anything about Taliban and covered ladies...
Such a nice project why should it be poisoned by the propaganda hint?(Although very minor)
Let’s thank all the people behind this nice animation and hope them more diversity acceptance .Hope our kids understand the intentions behind these stereo typing and ignore them.
Vlad or Brad, John, Ali are all people and anyone could be bad or good no matter of nationality!
Humanity is not a practice it is a truth and it exists, no matter how it is treated.Truth is not changable nor shapable by media !
Neda , March 31st-2008
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Iran-A big Confusion
Iran: birth place of civilization?
Iran: Confusion of Religion?
Iran: Oil?
Iran: Nuclear weapon?
Iran: barbarism?
Iran: Taliban?
Iran: Shiraz wine?
Iran: Negro?
Iran: white?
Iran: Arian, Arab?
Iran: ....?
Iran has been a big question mark for a long time, books and movies are the only mirage of this ancient country in eyes of different nations. Eastern ad Western Mass media has been created scary indeed and depressing at the same time image of Iran in people’s mind as if they had a mission to create the ugliest picture of all times and sure they were successful in this competition so far. Although people whom thinking is not in their daily busy schedule the ones who do not even have any clear idea bout their own president can not be blamed .
But what about the ones that want to know more, they think and ask and they are curious? What is Iran? Is it the make up worn face of the actress representing Iran in film festival or the pony tailed director with hippie glasses? or maybe it is Ahmadi nejad not missing even one headline of the hot news. Maybe Iran is the home of confused youth with designer’s sunglasses and starving for more and more university degrees?
While ago we spread civilization, knowledge ,humanity all over the world .The knowledge that West now starts to know about it! We survived the knowledge but ourselves sank in Barbarism.
There is a going flame in my chest, I have a pity toward my nation, my motherland , I have a pity to my very own self, As if I am an advocate of other nation’s enlightenment toward Iran...Leave me alone, I am not full of shame for being an Iranian, my pain is the corrupted mirage of my land....Secret Ballot movie was the last sword that landed on my body...come on people...Turkish- Arabic-Persian accent of us is not the big deal ,our pain is not wearing Gucci or not wearing D & G ,our pain is not stainless steel fridge and stone counter nor MTV.. our pain is being lost! Our pain is from the very deep wound.
Time that my people are spending on shopping the capitalism gift is the time used against them to picture them as wild beasts. AAA my people why postponing a minute of thinking to other day? You are busy with what? That has been a while that 5 + kids in family is not usual, excuse of being involve with family life does not seem the right excuse of not thinking...Farms have been dried to make glamorous towers and there is no cow to be milked by you, so you are busy with what!? Time of your creation, thoughts has been occupied with which demon?
I have a great pain on my chest...a burning flame..
For sure each time of introducing myself as an Iranian there is a hidden tear in my eye ,my tear is not from shame but from fear of ugly picture of us in other minds..that untrue picture and the propaganda image is my grieve.
Other people like us ..but the ones that do not want any headaches prefer to ignore us..we are an ugly spot on their perfect planet.
Constant tension in our nation made us so paranoid, so aggressive that the most ignorable cruelty seems so harsh to us, we want to grab the closest sword and tear off all the cruelty all at once all alone.. Cruelty, Injustice have stolen our patience .
Unhealthy political-social life of our nation wounded us terribly, relief of this pain is so not simple .our wounds seem still new ..We want immediate cure for this wounds in any costs.. in any names..
My Shiraz, My Tabriz, My mountains, My Caspian, my Perspolise, my Lout Desert, my Persian( Arabic) Gulf , jungles, rivers ... let’s wish our people an eye to see. A desire to think , till there is no thoughts in vacant minds we will be wounded .Wounded and ugly.....
Iran: Confusion of Religion?
Iran: Oil?
Iran: Nuclear weapon?
Iran: barbarism?
Iran: Taliban?
Iran: Shiraz wine?
Iran: Negro?
Iran: white?
Iran: Arian, Arab?
Iran: ....?
Iran has been a big question mark for a long time, books and movies are the only mirage of this ancient country in eyes of different nations. Eastern ad Western Mass media has been created scary indeed and depressing at the same time image of Iran in people’s mind as if they had a mission to create the ugliest picture of all times and sure they were successful in this competition so far. Although people whom thinking is not in their daily busy schedule the ones who do not even have any clear idea bout their own president can not be blamed .
But what about the ones that want to know more, they think and ask and they are curious? What is Iran? Is it the make up worn face of the actress representing Iran in film festival or the pony tailed director with hippie glasses? or maybe it is Ahmadi nejad not missing even one headline of the hot news. Maybe Iran is the home of confused youth with designer’s sunglasses and starving for more and more university degrees?
While ago we spread civilization, knowledge ,humanity all over the world .The knowledge that West now starts to know about it! We survived the knowledge but ourselves sank in Barbarism.
There is a going flame in my chest, I have a pity toward my nation, my motherland , I have a pity to my very own self, As if I am an advocate of other nation’s enlightenment toward Iran...Leave me alone, I am not full of shame for being an Iranian, my pain is the corrupted mirage of my land....Secret Ballot movie was the last sword that landed on my body...come on people...Turkish- Arabic-Persian accent of us is not the big deal ,our pain is not wearing Gucci or not wearing D & G ,our pain is not stainless steel fridge and stone counter nor MTV.. our pain is being lost! Our pain is from the very deep wound.
Time that my people are spending on shopping the capitalism gift is the time used against them to picture them as wild beasts. AAA my people why postponing a minute of thinking to other day? You are busy with what? That has been a while that 5 + kids in family is not usual, excuse of being involve with family life does not seem the right excuse of not thinking...Farms have been dried to make glamorous towers and there is no cow to be milked by you, so you are busy with what!? Time of your creation, thoughts has been occupied with which demon?
I have a great pain on my chest...a burning flame..
For sure each time of introducing myself as an Iranian there is a hidden tear in my eye ,my tear is not from shame but from fear of ugly picture of us in other minds..that untrue picture and the propaganda image is my grieve.
Other people like us ..but the ones that do not want any headaches prefer to ignore us..we are an ugly spot on their perfect planet.
Constant tension in our nation made us so paranoid, so aggressive that the most ignorable cruelty seems so harsh to us, we want to grab the closest sword and tear off all the cruelty all at once all alone.. Cruelty, Injustice have stolen our patience .
Unhealthy political-social life of our nation wounded us terribly, relief of this pain is so not simple .our wounds seem still new ..We want immediate cure for this wounds in any costs.. in any names..
My Shiraz, My Tabriz, My mountains, My Caspian, my Perspolise, my Lout Desert, my Persian( Arabic) Gulf , jungles, rivers ... let’s wish our people an eye to see. A desire to think , till there is no thoughts in vacant minds we will be wounded .Wounded and ugly.....
chehreye Iran-sardargomi
(az hameie doostan ozr mikhaham ke majbooram Farsi-English type konam.computere mahale kar zabane kohane parsi ra nemishnasad!Az anjaei ke doostan dark mikonand,lahazaty ast ke bayad nevesht hatta agar zaban o keyboard tanasokhy nadashte bashand...bayad nevesht...!)
Iran: mahde tammadon?
Iran: sardar gomie mazhab?
Iran: naft?
Iran: Nirooye Hastey?
Iran: barbaryyta?
Iran: Taliban?
Iran: Shareb e Shiraz?
Iran: Dyare kohan?
Iran: Baghe ada'm?
Iran:Siah?
iran: Sepid?
Iran: Aryian,Arab..?
Iran hamare soalbarangiz ast,ketabha va filmha hastand ke tarhy mahv az in keshvare kohan dar azhane melal miafarinand.Rasanehaye gooroohie gharb o shargh chehrey bas mahib o afsorde konande dar eine hal gheir e ensani afarideand o mardomi ke por fekr kardan dar marameshan nemigonjad haman ra niz ghabool kardeand o dideshan mosavi ba dide yek shahrvand e garne 21 ast be asre hajaryyat,dar aan mardom sokhani nist..che basa tasvire ishan az raees joomhoore khish nist sahih nabashad..
ama taklife mardomi ke mibinand,miporsnad ,konjkavand dar in mian chist?roosarye kenar rafteye Nikki Kariimi dar festivalhaye film o tasvirpardazie makhmalbaf o shere azadi gostare akhavan ya didane hame roozeye Ahmadinejad dar akhabr ..police e mod e tehran o sayer e shahrha..tajanosi in mian nist..tadol maniash ra bakhte ast .
diri ast ke tammadon gostardeim..diri ast ke daneshi darim ke bad az garnha gharb nam namak be motale mineshinad...vali in tasvire movahhesh tasvire dorosty az ma nist...
Dele man misoozad be mellat,diare khodam..delem be hale khodam misoozad ke gooya namayandei hastam baraye roshangari..rahatam bogzarid...darde man Irani boodan nist...darde man in hame tasvire mahv o motafavet ast...film e Ra'y e Makhfi gooya khanjar e akhari bod ke saty ghabl bar delam neshast...Mellat lahjeye torki ya arab dashtan darde ma nist...darde ma Gucci ya Dolce & Gabanna,Mobl e Istikbal o stainless steel fridge nist..darde ma bas amightar ast...bazare jahani taleash ra dar damanetan pahn karde ast.Zamani ke shoma baraye kharide in ya an separy kardeid haman zaman bar aleihe shoma estefade shode ast...
vaay bar ma ke fekr kardan ra be hengame degar fekandeim o khod ra mashghool kardeim..mashghool e be che?nemidanam...diri ast ke degar 5 va bishtar koodak dar khanevadehaman nist ke begooeeym farzandan oghateman ra gerefteand ya bar sare mazrae gaav nemidooshim ke ezhar konim kar e sakht ma ra khaste karde ast o majal e taffakor namande ast...moghol diri ast ke ketabkhaneha ra soozande ast ama hala che?!
Dele man sakht ghogha ast...va har bar ke name Iranam bar zaban miaiad yagin gatre ashki nahan dar cheshmanam nagsh baste ast...ashki na az sharm balke az dard...
Mardoaman e degar ma ra doost darand,nakhaste ma ra mikhahand ama aanha ke sardard nemikhahand ma ra ham nekhahand khast ...darde modam dar ma ,ma ra gahan hamchon babri ghorran yaaghi mikonad,gah koochaktarin bi edalaty chenan dar ma asare manfi migozarad ke mikhahim har aanche zolm ast aanan dar ham bekoobim...zolm,biedalaty chandi ast ke amane sabr e ma ra boride ast...darde ma ra sabri nist...
shenideim ke aangah ke cellolhaye taneman modava nemishavand aan digar celloollha khodkoshi khahand kard ta khateme dahand be dard o zakhm o nasaalemi...
ma gaahi deraz ast ke nasalem zisteym..zakhmhaman modava nashode ast...zakhmhaman darman mijooyand be har nahv...be har geymat...hata be geymat e mahkoom shodan be khooshanat...barbarryyat..
Perspolise man...dasht e loot e man ..khazar e man...omman e man...khalije fars/arab e man...jangalha.koohhaa...shahrha....majali nist biaeed darman konim anan ke zakhmieman kardeand..darmangarye aanan shayad majale ziztaneman dahad ba imaeey behtar!
Iran: mahde tammadon?
Iran: sardar gomie mazhab?
Iran: naft?
Iran: Nirooye Hastey?
Iran: barbaryyta?
Iran: Taliban?
Iran: Shareb e Shiraz?
Iran: Dyare kohan?
Iran: Baghe ada'm?
Iran:Siah?
iran: Sepid?
Iran: Aryian,Arab..?
Iran hamare soalbarangiz ast,ketabha va filmha hastand ke tarhy mahv az in keshvare kohan dar azhane melal miafarinand.Rasanehaye gooroohie gharb o shargh chehrey bas mahib o afsorde konande dar eine hal gheir e ensani afarideand o mardomi ke por fekr kardan dar marameshan nemigonjad haman ra niz ghabool kardeand o dideshan mosavi ba dide yek shahrvand e garne 21 ast be asre hajaryyat,dar aan mardom sokhani nist..che basa tasvire ishan az raees joomhoore khish nist sahih nabashad..
ama taklife mardomi ke mibinand,miporsnad ,konjkavand dar in mian chist?roosarye kenar rafteye Nikki Kariimi dar festivalhaye film o tasvirpardazie makhmalbaf o shere azadi gostare akhavan ya didane hame roozeye Ahmadinejad dar akhabr ..police e mod e tehran o sayer e shahrha..tajanosi in mian nist..tadol maniash ra bakhte ast .
diri ast ke tammadon gostardeim..diri ast ke daneshi darim ke bad az garnha gharb nam namak be motale mineshinad...vali in tasvire movahhesh tasvire dorosty az ma nist...
Dele man misoozad be mellat,diare khodam..delem be hale khodam misoozad ke gooya namayandei hastam baraye roshangari..rahatam bogzarid...darde man Irani boodan nist...darde man in hame tasvire mahv o motafavet ast...film e Ra'y e Makhfi gooya khanjar e akhari bod ke saty ghabl bar delam neshast...Mellat lahjeye torki ya arab dashtan darde ma nist...darde ma Gucci ya Dolce & Gabanna,Mobl e Istikbal o stainless steel fridge nist..darde ma bas amightar ast...bazare jahani taleash ra dar damanetan pahn karde ast.Zamani ke shoma baraye kharide in ya an separy kardeid haman zaman bar aleihe shoma estefade shode ast...
vaay bar ma ke fekr kardan ra be hengame degar fekandeim o khod ra mashghool kardeim..mashghool e be che?nemidanam...diri ast ke degar 5 va bishtar koodak dar khanevadehaman nist ke begooeeym farzandan oghateman ra gerefteand ya bar sare mazrae gaav nemidooshim ke ezhar konim kar e sakht ma ra khaste karde ast o majal e taffakor namande ast...moghol diri ast ke ketabkhaneha ra soozande ast ama hala che?!
Dele man sakht ghogha ast...va har bar ke name Iranam bar zaban miaiad yagin gatre ashki nahan dar cheshmanam nagsh baste ast...ashki na az sharm balke az dard...
Mardoaman e degar ma ra doost darand,nakhaste ma ra mikhahand ama aanha ke sardard nemikhahand ma ra ham nekhahand khast ...darde modam dar ma ,ma ra gahan hamchon babri ghorran yaaghi mikonad,gah koochaktarin bi edalaty chenan dar ma asare manfi migozarad ke mikhahim har aanche zolm ast aanan dar ham bekoobim...zolm,biedalaty chandi ast ke amane sabr e ma ra boride ast...darde ma ra sabri nist...
shenideim ke aangah ke cellolhaye taneman modava nemishavand aan digar celloollha khodkoshi khahand kard ta khateme dahand be dard o zakhm o nasaalemi...
ma gaahi deraz ast ke nasalem zisteym..zakhmhaman modava nashode ast...zakhmhaman darman mijooyand be har nahv...be har geymat...hata be geymat e mahkoom shodan be khooshanat...barbarryyat..
Perspolise man...dasht e loot e man ..khazar e man...omman e man...khalije fars/arab e man...jangalha.koohhaa...shahrha....majali nist biaeed darman konim anan ke zakhmieman kardeand..darmangarye aanan shayad majale ziztaneman dahad ba imaeey behtar!
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