Decision

Last year I read a book of Paulo Coelho named:"Maktub".

Many of my beliefs had changed since then.

Let me tell you one of the most beautiful stories.

Of course it was in Persian, I translated it.

*****A knight told his friend:"let's go to the mountain where god lives in.I want to prove that God just want us to do something, although he wouldn’t do anything for helping us."

Another said:"Well, I’ll come to show my faith."
They reached at zenith same night….and they heard a call through darkness."Put rocks on earth on the back of your horse."
The knight said:"you see, after this long mountaineering, he wants us to carry heavier load. I won't obey.
" The second knight obeyed the order of call.
When they reached to the foothills, it was dawn, and first beams of sun glowed on devout knight's rocks: they were pure diamonds.

The master says:"God's decisions are mysterious, but always to our benefit."****

جوابیه!!!!!!

از اونجایی که این بلاگ ساخته شد واسه نوشتن مطالب انگلیسی اما یه اتفاقی افتاد که منو مجبور کرد برای بار دوم فارسی بنویسم
ببینم اگه کسی به عقاید و افکار شما توهین کنه باهاش چی کار می کنید؟؟؟؟
من شخصا" آدمی نیستم که دهن به دهن کسی بذارم....ولی گاهی مجبور میشم جواب بعضی هارو بدم....
چند روز پیش که رفته بودم دانشکده برای انتخاب واحد, یکی از عزیزانی که (واقعا" شرمنده) اما به مسخره بودن در کل دانشکده مشهوره...نظر جالبی درباره بلاگ من داد که شرح اون اینه:
ایشون بعد از اینکه اسم منو رو برگه انتخاب واحدم دیدن, فرمودن ااااا صبا سعادت جو تویی؟؟؟؟و بعداز کنجکاوی من درباره تعجب از این سوال فرمودند :"آخه دیدم یه بلاگ به این اسم هست که توش خیلی چرند نوشته میشه, پس تویی!!!!بلاگت به خودت میاد!!
راستش اون لحظه نخواستم جواب بدم چون اون آدم اصلا برام مهم نیست که خودمو بخاطرش اذیت کنم,ولی وقتی به این قضیه فکر کردم دیدم اون خانم محترم به عقاید بنده توهین کردند.
پس الان در حضور شما دارم میگم که (بازم واقعا" شرمنده)خانم عزیز خوندن بلاگ من ,نه تنها بلاگ من که بلاگ همه دوستام شعور میخواد که ظاهرا" شما نداری!!!
و من هم از شما دعوت نکرده بودم که بلاگ منو بخونی!!!!پس اظهار نظر شما لازم نیست!!!
حالا از همه کسایی که بلاگ منو می خونن خواهش می کنم نظرشونو صادقانه درباره بلاگ من بدن. من با کمال میل گوش میدم.
اگه نظر همه یا بیشتر افراد این باشه که بله من چرند مینویسم دیگه ننویسم.
ببخشید اگه بد حرف زدم.
ممنون

Lonely…

Cold and silent…

He woke up with a sudden movement this morning and now he feels something strange in his heart.

"What is going to happen?" he thought.

Another movement and now he understands.

Rain…

He hated rain since the first moment he opened his eyes in his mother's arms, cloud!

His mother told him rain drops go down to earth to wash badness there.

But she didn't tell him he is a rain drop too.

He didn’t know. He didn't want to leave her arms.

Wow another movement and this time with a loud noise that he knows well.

It was his mother's voice, she was singing.

He loved that song.

He felt he is falling!

"Help mom!" he shouted.

"What's wrong dear?" cloud said.

"I'm falling mom, hold my hands." He said.

"You're going to earth my dear, it's time to go." Cloud whispered.

"But you told me just rain drops can go there. I'm your son."

She shivered and he shivered too.

She knew that it's time to tell him everything.

"Listen dear" she held him in her arms "It's a long time I want to tell you something that would bother you."

"You are a rain drop too, my son." She said with a mild voice.

"No" he shouted "I'm not, I'm your son."

"Yes, you are. But you are a rain drop too. All these rain drops are my sons."

"No, I can't believe it." He cried.

"Listen my son, there is much darkness and badness on earth and you can wash it with your pure and nice hands. You must go there; someone needs you to hide their tears. I'll see you from up above and I'll take care of you. So don't be afraid and be strong enough to go down."

"Ok mom, it's painful to hear that. But I'm sure I can see you again and you'll hold me in your arms."

"Be sure dear." She said. But she knew that it won't happen.

He released his mom's hands and flew through the air. Wind hold him and he dance in the rain.

He came down, closer and closer to the earth.

He felt warmth of the soil.

"Oh my god." He understood everything "I won't see my mom again."

He wallowed and absorbed by the soil.

Now he's dying in the earth.

An angle from the sky.

Discussion

I want 2 test something different in my blog.
I ask U some Questions and U can have free discussion if U want...:)
The 1st question is:
How much time do you spend for thinking about Ur day,and when do you think of it?
About what U did in 1 day like today!
And do you satisfied of them????
Let's start,the first comment have a prize(The prize is a secret)

...and again your month...

Again Ramadan started and all the things changed, of course apparently.

Most of the people are fast.

Most of the people think about hardships of those who sleep hungry and thirsty every night.

Most of the people try not to tell lie, not to do wrong work, not to bother others.

But unfortunately they do and believe all these goodness just for one month, this month, Ramadan.

People why you act like this????

You are fast from the appearance of the sun till going down below the horizon but it’s not fast of course.

Why????

Because you do everything wrong but ignorantly.

You gossip, tell more lies, ignorantly.

You do everything as usual and you think you are getting right.

The most interesting part is that you believe our prophet "Mohammad" broke his fast
with just a bowl of milk and several date palms.

You talk about following his ways.

But…

But you break your fast with many kinds of foods on a very ceremonial tablecloth.

And if you think of starved people and children all day, you forget all of them when
you are eating.

So people change your way, change yourself.

God sees you, not this month, but every second.

So be aware of what you do.

…………

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گذشته
را
کاش
ای کاش
پایانی بود
یادآوری تو
خاطراتت
که
شور زندگی بود

می خواهم بروم
به کجا
هنوز نمی دانم

ای کاش به جای آزار تو سکوت می کردم
کاش تو را
عشقم
نمی رنجاندم
ای کاش آن لحظه ها که اشک هایت
مانند زخم زبان های من روی صورتت جاری بود
با دستانی که در انتظاره دستان تو هستند
پاک می کردم

آه خدایا
غم را پایانی باش
عشق را بازگشتی
و......

Love

We all need love. Love is a part of human nature, as much as eating, drinking, and sleeping.

Sometimes during watching a nice sunset, I feel myself completely alone and I think:" this beauty has no importance, because I have no one to share this beauty with."

In this moment I must ask:" How many times others wanted my love devotion and I refused? How many times I scared of becoming close to someone and say I love you?"

Beware of loneliness. It's dangerous as much as most disastrous drugs.

If sunset has no meaning for you anymore, be UNPRETENTIOUS and search for love.

Know that like every other heavenly gift, the more you give the more you take.