Thursday, December 11, 2008

Sheyda Sheyda Sheyda Shodam

شيدا شدم (ایوان مدائن) شهرام ناظری

پيدا شدم پيدا شدم

پيداي نا پيدا شدم

شيدا شيدا شيدا شدم

پيدا پيدا پيدا شدم

من او بودم

من او شدم

با او بودم

بي او شدم


در عشق او چون او شدم

زين رو چونين بي سو شدم

چون او چون او چون او شدم


شيدا شيدا شيدا شدم

شيدا شيدا شيدا شدم

پيدا پيدا پيدا شدم

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Friday, December 5, 2008

Wisdom and Ignorance

در جهان تنها يك فضيلت وجود دارد و آن آگاهى است و تنها يك گناه و آن جهل است و در اين بين، باز بودن و بسته بودن چشم‌ها، تنها تفاوت ميان انسان‌هاى آگاه و ناآگاه است.

مولانا و كيمياى مراقبه

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Nobody belongs to me...

I love them, from the deepest part of my heart
I am worried about how they are, what they do, how they feel
Their voice is like a music to me
I can hear them as if they are here, sitting beside me
I smile to their face even if I don't see them
I do my best for making them happy
I become a child, a mother, a lover
but they are not mine.
They do not belong to me.


Azadeh

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Ponder!

One of the greatest blocks to our happiness is forgetting that it is not always about what is happening to us -- it's more about the way we see it.

"The real voyage of discovery lies not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes."
Marcel Proust

Monday, July 14, 2008

what brings happiness to life?

I wonder how seemingly unimportant things may cause great changes in life. Imagine buying a new bicycle and discovering every corner of the city, or buying a book you've always dreamt of. Sometimes life seems easy. SOMETIMES...


Sunday, June 8, 2008

ponder !

"If you love something, set it free; if it comes backs it's yours, if it doesn't, it never was."
Richard Bach




Monday, February 4, 2008

My most important decision !



" Cette nuit, mon étoile se trouvera juste au-dessus de l'endroit où je suis tombé les années dernieres... "
Le Petit prince - Antoine de Saint-Exupéry


It is strange, my birthday and the day I came to Canada are too near. It seems my important trips take place at the same zodiac. "Bizarre !"

Today is my birthday. Many years ago, one night like tonight, I made the toughest decision one could make. I decided to come to the world, I decided to live. I am sure at that day I did not know how risky and hard it would be. But I did it and I am happy with that decision.

I have come to a world full of beauty, mystery and also agony.
I've met many people, I've made many friends and I have understood what the meaning of love is. I have seen the harmony of the universe though for a short moment. I've learned many things and there are much more that I still have to learn. But during all this period , I have never been alone.

Thanks god for my being. And thanks all those who taught me how to live.
"Tonight, my star can be found right above the place where I came to the Earth, many years ago..."
The little Prince- Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Forugh



The fifth of January (15 th of Day) was the anniversary of the Forugh Farrokhzad birth, so I decided to put a part of her poem "Another birth" in my web blog.
for Audio file click : AnotherBirth

May her peace-seeking soul rest in peace in heaven.

Another Birth
...
In a room as big as loneliness
my heart
which is as big as love
looks at the simple pretexts of its happiness
at the beautiful decay of flowers in the vase
at the sapling you planted in our garden
and the song of canaries
which sing to the size of a window.
...
I will plant my hands in the garden
I will grow I know I know I know
and swallows will lay eggs
in the hollow of my ink-stained hands.
...
No fisherman shall ever find a pearl in a small brook
which empties into a pool.
I know a sad little fairy
who lives in an ocean
and ever so softly
plays her heart into a magic flute
a sad little fairy
who dies with one kiss each night
and is reborn with one kiss each dawn.


Source: http://www.forughfarrokhzad.org

Thursday, January 3, 2008

Your Verse

¨That the life exists and identitiy,
That the powerful play goes on,
And you may contribute a verse,
What will your verse be?¨

Dead Poets Society