Saturday, September 21, 2002

:: Iranians mostly are medium dark skin colour, with brown eyes and brown hair, but at the same time there is a variety of physical appreance, like green/blue eyes, blonde/red hair, very bright skin (moonlightish), tall, short, hairy, bald, bushy eyebrows, big noses, acceding small noses and et cetera. With this variety of looks, when you as an Iranian live in abroad it is not easy to recognize another Iranian specially when they are not speaking (no matter what language), but as soon as they catch each other eye to eye, that's it, voilà! An exchange of smile, or nod of heads shouts "Hi you fellow Iranian,...". And how they do that? I don't know exactly, It's all in that wireless eye to eye connection. The look at people's eyes all the time, friends' eyes , family's, even strangers'.

Wednesday, September 18, 2002

Meet up!

I was so excited about Blog meeting, a combo of bloggers and montrealers, the best thing that could happen at this deadly quiet slice of my life.
I went there, the Second cup @ 1551 St. Denis, I entered, most of the tables were taken by loners, reading or hiding their loneliness, there was one table occupied by three young deaf people, communicating with their own language, which was foreign to me, and then two beautiful girls sitting at another table, I wish they were bloggers, but they said no and they thought I was trying to make a conversation - and I was - and the only group left there was the party of three Second Cup makers behind the counter, I didn't think they were bloggers; so disappointed I grabbed a shitty coffee and took over a corner, I hid my loneliness behind my first Second Cup. I don't know how good I did. Were you there? Tell me.

Thursday, September 12, 2002

Why? Why? Why American politicians don't learn from the history? Another war? Another invasion, regime change? Is this a vicious circle? The big nose of American foreign policy and in response more violence from barbaric fenaticism and again and again and again. I am sick of both sides. I just hate two things, religious and power of politicians, but never could ignor'em. They have been overshadowing the life since ever and obivousely for ever.

Tuesday, September 03, 2002

This is my first post of this blog. I mostly write in my Farsi blog. English is my second language. The bad news is things here occationally may not make sense, but the good news is we can blame it all on my english, even if it's me who doesn't make sense. (like this!!! I don't know what the hell I'm trying to say.)
I hope I can catch and cut good slices of life and write them down here everyday, but sometimes some slices of life just grab my throat so tight and they won't let go of me. That's when you'll see just a blank page and nothing more.