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.

be fard ya afradi ke baray tatilate chirstmass, man va dooste gerami ro davat konand be mosaferat ba dar ekhtiar dashtane mahal baraye mandan, niazmandim.
Parvandehhayee ke 2 add bliete havapeima ham zamimeye formeshoon konand az arjahiate bala barkhoordar khahand bood.

Tabsareh 1: Ta etelae sanavi faghat formhayee dar nazar gerefteh mehse, ke mahale morede eghamatash dar amricaye shomali bashad.

Tabsare 2: Mahale morede eghamat agar dar shahre khosh abo havayee bashad ke barf nadashteh bashad, fagaht dar soorati morede barresi gharar megirad ke doosto ashnaye besyar dashteh bashid, va emkanate tafrihate besyar ziade salem vagheire salem mohaya bashad. [tajrobeh neshoon dadeh, ke zemestan besyar be sakhti khahad gozasht, age bebini vaghti 2 m barf neshesteh tooy khoonat, mardome shahrhaye dige ba astin kootah rah merand]

Emza: Atash va dooste gerami

Memory, is it a prison keeping one from moving forward or is it a recall from one's sweet and bitter moments of life?

Memory is it in one's mind and heart or is it in what one keep from my past?


I dont like it when you delete my memories, even if they are in some thing that belong to you.
Thats my memories too.

I have lots of sweet memories, you could have keep the sweet ones too. your memories are bitter cuz you need an excuse to explain your behaviour.
yeah, you want to scape from that prison.
I want to be able to return to home of sweet memories.

"I want my memories back"

Scene one: Pass midnight

Me and S were coming home after long shift of work. Usually when we get home everybody are insleep, They have to get off early in the morning. Some times Par has homework, and stays up to do her studing.
While parking the car, we noticed that washroom light is on.

I was happily looking at S: Hey some one is awake, who do you think is?
S: Oh god, probably is Mom, waiting to give us another lecture about studing hard.

S opened the door. I just went straight to kitchen, so hungry as usual. Dad was reading newspapaer.

Me: Hey Dad
Dad: Hi

Me: Who is in the washroom?
Dad: Par

I opened the fridge, trying to find some thing to eat. I'm always hungry when I get home. There is some thing about home and food, that the first thing I do when i get home, is to open the fridge.

I was making myself a sandwich, S was doing the same thing. I made my secound one, S went to check the washroom, Par was still there.

S: When did Par came home?
Dad: few mins ago

I was thinking: par just came home? this time at night? thats too late for her. How coems S knew par was out, and I didn't? so probably thats why dad was still awake, waiting for her to come home. I'm starving. I didn't have any food from last night, I just had a coffee, mmm, what else did I had?


Washroom door was opened, par went upstairs to her room, I put some thing in microvawe, turn on the t.v waiting for food to get ready.
Dad: Ok, I gone go to bed
Me, S : good night.
S went upstairs, his room is in basement, microwave beeped.



Scene two:

The day after, at wrok:

S: hey, does Par sleep with make up?
me: Ya, some times she does, some times she even does her hair and then go to sleep.

S: Why she does that?
me: haha, Thats your sister, what do you expect?
S: no seriously?
me: probably she doesn't have time to do that in the morning, thats why she does it at night.
S: mmmm, Did you know she was drunk last night?
me: whatttttttttt?????????????????????????
how do you know?
S: hehe, thats me, I'm profetional.
me: but she never got drunk before, she just drank once outside of home, there is no way, she is not that type, she is udnerage. last year she was so against drinking, she would have told me if she wanted to do so.
why are you saying that?

S: didn't you notcied she was in washroom for long time? then she didn't come to say hi? she jsut went upstairs and went to bed. I went and talk to her, and i could see, that she was pretending she is not drunk.
me: oh poor dad, he just didn't go to bed the be sure she come home safe. How comes i didn't get that, thtaas so unfair, i gone talk to her tomorrow.
S: don't tell her that i told you, I promissed her.