Fire

آری، آری ، زندگی زیباست زندگی آتشگهی دیرنده پا برجاست گر بیفروزیش، رقص شعله اش در هر کران پیداست ورنه، خاموش است وخاموشی گناه ماست سیاوش کسرایی / / / / / Life is like fire, can burns forever. If we turn it on we can see flame dances from far away, other wise its dark and thats our fault.

In Some thing like English:




I have to break free
I really have too
I have to find myself.
Seems I lost it some where,

I’ve always thought If I can get over myself, If I can lose myself, If I can forget “me” then…..
I’ve never thought I would miss myself.


I don’t even want to read his love letters (if he send any!) I don’t want him to make me happy. It’s good if he can help me though it. But I don’t want his worlds be my source of happiness.
Maybe khooshi zade zeere delam…
Nothing last forever.

Maybe I’m afraid of some thing that has not happened yet.
Maybe I have fear of commitment.

What ever It is I know I have to know myself first, To be in peace…
Its always good to get a help, get a direction, have a firend who can walk with you at the unknown path.
But Seems I can’t accept anyone give me his OWN direction. Regardless How much I believe he is right.
......


If I know the right path, so why some times I didn’t walk? Why I stopped in the last 10 years?Although each times some one came across to whisper in my ears :
" lets walk again."
And I walked a few steppes.

I know I’m such a lucky girl, I always get help regardless If I need it or not.

I need silence.
And peace.
And I know I can’t get it from any one else, but just me. Or maybe I don’t want to get it from anybody else.
I can only accept hints.

I know time won’t stop for me.
I know people won’t wait for me in the race.
I know if some one is so nice to teach me how to jump I have to appreciate it. I can
‘t say “ I want to practice my “laylay”




maybe I have to be awake, and try to sort things out….

Badjoori delam aramesh mekhad…

Posted by: paniali / 9/23/2004 09:36:00 p.m. (1) comments

In Pinglish:


Salam
Dooost daram tanha bashaam, bedoone hayahooye biroon, albateh shaydam yani hatman birooon ham hich khabari nist,
Ama doost darm ba khoodam faghat basham.
Bayad inghdar ba khoodam tanha basham, ke ba khoodam be ye peace nesbi beresam
Delammekhad ta sobh haminja beshinam, va Elton john bekhoone.
I want love, but a different kinda love….

Delam love ro mekhad ke khoodam bekhoodam bedam, yani hamoon love kea z tabieat meshe gereft. Na male adam ha ro.

Delam mekhad khoodam ghoorboon sadagheye khoodam beram.
Ghoorboon sadagheyee ke khoodam ham bavaresh konama.
Delam mekhad peida konam che noakte + daram. Bayd betoonam laaghal chand ta nokte peida konam….
Kashki meshod monitor ro bord tooy hayat zeere asemoone por setareh va nevesht.

khodavand be shoma vadeye piroozi dadeh. va pirooziha va nemataye bishtari dar masireh rahetoon hast ke be oonha miresid

Emrooz

dishabo parishab, be zooor ta sobh 2 saati khabidam.
hamash az asaratee oonee
khabo az chesham paroondee





delam mekahst ghalbam ro milioonha teke mekardam,
be rafie-tarin noghte meraftam,
va manande dokhtarake bazr afshan, zare haye ghalbam ra
be bad mesepordam

milioonha zare,
ke agar zareyee gom meshod, va ya majal roshd azoo gerefteh meshod
chizi dar ghalbam kam nemishod

vaagar zareyee roshd meyaft
omghe tamame ghalbam ba ooo boood.




Goft: nemidoone chera doset daram ro tekrar mekonam? Goft: harfi ke mesle rooz roshan bashee, ehtiaji be tekrare mojadad nadaree. Goftam: Shayd tekraresh mekoni ke yadet bemoone. Goft: aree, mekham bozorgtarin etefaghha ham ino az yadam nabaree. Goftam: age az yad raftani hast, besporesh be bad, bezar beree



hafteye pish, age harfi mezad,
megoftam tasviri ke az man sakhteh ro doost daree. medooenstam in tasveer man nistam,
[ ama be khood goftam: age khooshhal kardane kasi ingahdr asoone, chera ke na?]


dirooz megoftam:
ke Eshgh barash moheme, va "man" in vasat hamash bahane-am.
[ be khood goftam: aslesham haminee, mage na?]


emshab didam ke baram "Care" mekone
hata bishtar az ooni ke khoodam baraye khoodam "care" mekonam...




maskharasat age bavar konam doosesh daram?



هر که شد محرم دل در حرم يار بماند
وان که اين کار ندانست در انکار بماند

Posted by: paniali / 9/20/2004 01:31:00 a.m. (1) comments

Ayeneh dar Ayeneh sho,
dideh masho,
did maraa


It wasn't his first time. It happened before too. He did missed his beloved firends.
It has been always like that, at the beginning it might be hard but eventually he will get over them. He thought: This is also the same. It will only take some days.
But the feeling was stronger than just missing a lover. He felt like he was missing part of his own soul, he didn't know why....


He tried to remember the good memories:
The time they spend with each other, the music they used to listen together. The converations they had... He remembered the conversations; It was so easy talking to her, he could have tell her whatever it was in his heart and he could feel that she is understanding him, and he knew his feeling was right. His feeling never lied to him.
The memories were so heart warming. He tried to recall more details about her. What did she like? What did she like to talk about? What was the color of her eyes?

He thought but he couldn't recall.
He tried to think deeply. Didn't work. He was shocked. He knew nothing about her but howcomes?
He recalled: He was the one who always talked and she listened, He could feel that she was listening and that was all he was asking for.

Did she ever talked about herself?
yah, Once she did. The day she was so excited, that day she talked hours and hours about her self. But he knew what she was saying wasn't the truth, beacus it was opposite the image he had from her and he didn't believe her that day.
By the way what did she say on that special day? He asked himself.
He couldn't remember, probably what she said it wasn't important.

Did she ever asked him to do some thing for her?
He recalled once she asked him not to call her by her last name and he responded:
"I love you, I love every thing about you and I love your last name."
and he couldn't remember how did he call her after that.



It felt like he was missing part of his own soul, not just a firend.

Maybe it wasn't her that he was missing,
It was himself....

There is no unred message for u


khoobish ine ke emshab bazam mastamo mitoonam vaseie ye nafar ke vojoode khareji nadare harf bezanam.hame chi zood migzare refigh.khodet baiad behtar bedooni.be in fekr mikonam ke che hali midad aghe ye shomare az to dashtam va mitoo nestim ba ham harf bezanim.amma vagheit in ke hich hali nemidad.hala hame mesle jenaze oftadan doro varam va man baiad ba in masti va in kamar dard beram sare kar to ham aslan vojood nadari shaiad khoobish in ba she ke to vo jood nadari.nemidoonam chera.khili ahmaghane hast ke be to fekr konam.amma mesle adamhaie ahmagh daram in karo mikonam.be har sorat khili vaghte ke ghabool kardam ye adame ahmagh hastam.amma hamishe adam baraie nejat peida kardan az ghargh shodan baiad be ie nafar chang bezane va chi behtar az adami ke aslan vo jood nadare o khili doore.oon ghadr door ke hatta nemishe bavar kard.hala hame chiz dare dore otagh micharkhe.fekr mikonam in neshooneie khobi bashe.movazebe khodt bash refigh.aslan yadam raft chi mikhastam begham.hamine dighe karish nemishe kard.

Written By: Che

Turning the truth upside down!!!!!!


Ye olaghe vagheiee ke az manam khol tareee,
in dige khili nobare na?

zang zadam ino behesh begam nabood.

harchee joon kandam ke khoorshide hedayat ro behesh neshoon bedam, dooste geram ( agha geram kalameye gahlatie ha, ) behesh farmoodeh ke man cherto pert megam, oonam harfe dooste geram ra ghabool mekonee, ta harfe mano!!!!!

mebinid che doniayeee?
dooste geram ham az posht khanjar mezaneee ;)

khili bacham khoob
che kar konam.

tazeh shoma ha ham hagh nadarin behem begin bacheee.
mage chieee?

Daria megoft karet az kholi gozashteh be chize dige residi.

bade adam rule haey khoodesh ro dashteh bashee?
ba rule haye khoodesh raftar konee?

medoonam it doesn't work. chon tooy ghar ( cave) zendegi nemikonim.

ama khoob adam metoone ba bachehayee begardeh ke mesle khoodesh bashan!
tazeh fekr konand adam chegahdram bahale!

hang ocerim gozashteh. khomari ham az saram paridee.

mage nemigim ma hame ye individualim, pas bayad modele khoodemoon bashim, khol bazihaye khodemoon ra dashteh bashim.
ama medoonam hich kasi majboor nist khol bazi haye ma ro tahamol konee.
hich kas.

vaseh hamine ke bayad ghavanine zendegi normal ro yad begirim.


fekr mekonam age ta 10 sale dige zendeh boodam va ina ro dobare moroor konam, bakhoodam khaham goft:
chegahdr khol boodama!

ama shomaha nagin.

Age limited, The material on this post might not be suitable for people under 18!

Zimmy and I are buddies, He is a door to a bad boy life style. some days ago he asked me if I wanted to try some vids, i told him no. cuz i wasn't in the mood.
couple of days ago when he wasn't home i did try a little bit of that, I didn't feel any thing.
yesterday we were planning to do some clubbing, but he looked at me and ask me intead if i want to do some thing diffrent, while his eyes were gazzeling. I smiled and said wat?
he offer me a pill, I knew it was e. while ago he show them ti me and told me his stories when he was on it.
I always like to try every kind of shits! For me it sounds more logical if one try some thing and then talk about its harm, compare to a person who has no experiance of things and always talk about tis disadvantage. ( unless the person 100% beleive in what he is saying)
I remember I had a religous teacher who once told us If a person is in prison and he doesn't still any money, that doesn't mean that he is a reliable person. A reliable person is rhe one, who has all the opportuinty to do s.t wrong and he still doesn't.

Any ways back to story: I start trying it by 1/4 of pill, and an hour later when i felt nothing i tried the other 1/4.
It was around 6-7 that i was loughting my ass off. I had no side effect. I was just loughting, and make fun of my firend . in an hour i thought I'm back in normal situation. no more loughting, Zimmy suggest me to try some more. ( last night I thought i had 1.5 pills, but I was surprise that there was no half a pill left. I m not sure If i lost it, or If I had only one, or as zimmy said i had 2. ( there was no way that I had 2. I can't recall cuttig a pill)
any way I didn't get to the point of laoughing so much any more. Zimmy told me that I had to drink lots of water, and walk. when I was walking i felr that i'm dizzy and my bloood pressure was so down. I couldn't walk fast, and I had to be careful not to fell down.
i was chatting with a firend, and when i was looking at computer oi could see that the screen is moving up and down. and my hand was shaking.
When I was chatting I thought I knew what I was talking about. But i was so carefreee. I didn't give a damn what my firend might think about me. I was talking about my dark sides. stuff i only confess to myself when I'm really angry. My poor firend who used to think of me as an angle, didn't want to hear those things but still I was trying to make him believe thats my truth self.


The end of story:

• I don't feel bad about what i told him, I feel released, even If he don't beleive me.
• I start eating after 32 hours. during taht time I could just drink water and tea and a small pieaces of chokolate, ( for my low bloof pressure)
• My face was soooo freeking pale. u could just see 2 eyes and red lips. I don't know if it was scary or funy or interesting.!!!!
• 10 hours of having hang over didn't worth only 2 hours of LMAO. instead I can watch a funny movie!

A firend of mine called me and was so shocked by wat i did, I thougth she was concern about my health, but she asked me wat did I do with "my poor firend".!!!!

luv u firend jan!

in KHoda khili bache bahalieee,
sabre yaghoob dareee.


chegahdr dare rah neshoon mede ke man adam sham.

nazi

He is such a sweety.
and a believer.
>>>>>>

Oh sun,
Fill our houses, once more with your light.

Rumi

Wonderful life

Life is wonderful, abundant, filled with beauty and joy. Thereis simply no way to deny that. Certainly there is tragedy inthis world.
And yet in order to even grasp the concept of tragedy, you muststart with the assumption that life is very much worth living.

Even the disappointments point out the potential goodness oflife. Because every disappointment is the result of knowing thatlife can indeed be better, that the positive possibilities arevery much there.

It is an undeniable reality that this day has magnificentpossibilities. When you can see those possibilities, and focusupon them, and follow where they lead, you'll bring them tolife.

Yes, things could be better than they are at the moment.

And you are blessed with the ability to make them better. This very dayis the day to do it.


Written by: MotivationMentor