The other Azadeh
There are some times that I crave to write in Persian, in which my thoughts find their way directly to my typing fingers, without going forward and backward for editing. Here is the other Azadeh in Persian.
There are some times that I crave to write in Persian, in which my thoughts find their way directly to my typing fingers, without going forward and backward for editing. Here is the other Azadeh in Persian.
When I was in high school, my friend and I made a promise, her name is Azadeh too. We were so much into being better human beings and defined our own system. It was quite simple and effective. If you do anything wrong you should pay a few Tomans, Iranian currency where 1 USD is 850 Tomans. As far as I remember our system had some sort of reward for good acts too, but we were in debt all the time. At the end of the school year, we spent the money to go to an art museum and have pizza together which was pretty surprising for me. The system worked really good for me not because I had to pay for my faults, but mostly because I am too competitive and I could not stand to be worse than her. Or to be honest, I strongly care about my public image.
Now I am going to make the same system for myself and use my friends here as the motivation. I want to make a promise each month and at the end of the month I would report a daily curve of the number of my shiftinesses.
The promise of this month is: “I will treat everybody with the highest degree of respect, no matter how I feel about them“.
Wish me luck.
Last night I have watched the first movie of Matrix series with a few friends of mine. I don’t know how many times I watched the movie, but it touches me every time. I remember the first time I watched the movie and I could not stop thinking, “am I in another Matrix?”. Even now, I have to remind myself several times whether I have changed to another battery for Matrix or not.
After being hibernated for a long while and leaving my blog, I come back today with this post. Kamangir believes Shaghaiegh is very hard to spell and even he can not spell it easily. As there are always tons of people before you in the virtual world of www, I was not able to find any domain in wordpress which I would like to switch my blog to. Kamangir has generously offered to host me in his domain with the name I am proud of, Azadeh in Persian means freedom. So, hello everybody and hopefully I won’t disappear this time. By the way being in Kamngir’s domain does not mean my blog is as prosperous as his.

I want to go far away; to somewhere no one knows me, never have heard of me or seen me
I want to go and find a blue sky, a wavy sea and a field full of flowers
I want to go and find a warm sun, lie on the grass and let colorful leaves of the fall cover me forever