Stepping out, I am a criminal who could be arrested any time, I am the victim, I am the murderer at the same time...
I have a body which is attractive to men and I am proud of my body and my face and I love music and I am straight and like to communicate even with men...I am the sinner and I deserve threatening, humiliation I am guilty...
People around are like me but fear and deep insecurity reshaped them, values are different, different than anywhere on this planet...
My scarf is pink, my socks are white and I am smiling. How I am not sinner?!
I wear lipstick and I am as bad a cheap prostitute on the street ...Lip stick is my forbidden weapon I will not give it up
Dancing is a forbidden underground event and I may loose my future, my life, my friends since I have danced in parties...who knows in one of those parties I might shake hands with other gender ..
I have studied with people and I 've talked about freedom and right after I was invited to dean’s office to get attitude how bad I am and how my family is a garbage to raise me like this and that THEY can imprison my father because of my misbehaving...
I have been smiling in school with the song (NOHEH ) for Shahids and I have been very lucky that principle did not send me to hell...She just made me cry and bleed from fear for next 15 days ..
I have thrown away school’s notebook where students name was listed the ones that had VCR player or satellites...I am that guilty girl...
Now ‘I have paid the price...’ not seeing my be-loved ones. Who knows whom I will never see again.. But life goes on and on, no matter who rules on one piece of land..no matter what people chose and still choose on that Holy-ancient land...birth place of very first civilization...
I do not wear lipstick any more ,I gave up the weapon- here and there I cry for my nation, for just being an Iranian....
God ...kindest power ...pure power....don’t spread your hands to save that nation but give them wisdom to see the truth ,give them power and courage to change the future,....plenty of time we have been under cruelty , in the name of emperors ,in the name of Islam....
People...People what you have done to yourself...to humanity... to your generations...make a move ...
Feb the 4th..loved the movie 'Pesepolis'-Marjane Satrapi
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Its a nice write up...why have you stopped writing??
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