بيا تا گل بر افشانيم و مي در ساغر اندازيم فلك را سقف بشكافيم و طرحي نو در اندازيم
Let's spread flowers everywhere and pour wine,
and start a new way and get to the above
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Didn’t know tears came from my religious beliefs or memories or maybe nostalgia ..

A dark ,not too big hall and flowing light on a grey haired man and his Setar :Hussein Alizade …

Knew him very well, when I said good bye to 18 and just turned 19 ..when started to know Hafiz and Roomi and love little by little, realized can’t memorize the poetry but can enjoy it the best, started to know Meshkatian and Alizade..and thanks for good friends who open the new path to grow and lead toward the growth and better.

Arbaeen was the day (40 days after Imam Hussein’s death) but my tears were not because of that Hussein who died 13000 and so ago! Knew about the war Between dark and innocence …But didn’t have the chance to choose to love that Hussein..

My tears were warm and pleasant! At the same time seeing someone sitting next to me, never had the same tears or feeling were so interesting to me.He was from MUST NOT BELIEVE and I was from MUST BELIEVE !

Was my pleasure from religion that I never believed I believe in?

While they were trying to punish ,reward ,judge us based on religion somewhere not far from us other group was trying to make God vanished from hearts and minds ,punish,reward,judge based on not believing and we were puppets to be palyed.Both conditions were extreme and controlling.

To be the believer or not? For the very first time, I started to like religion, all those inner joy from music had some routs in my beliefs. Not religion but to believe in some thing above ,light…

Not believing in anything is like an antibiotics for feelings, it may kill both good and bad feelings. Not believing in anything may be the last thing I would like to happen to me!I like to have emotions, I like to have tears running way down my cheeks from time to time just hearing a real,touching music or a poetry in admiration of light.

All flowers of good bleiefs and good thought may grow in your life garden.

Neda
03/ 12/2007