souvenir

It was really hard to think about the music that I like most, actually I love more than one song, mostly they’re sad songs which I have memory of them and like them so much, I’ve mixed emotions when I listen to “Au Café des Délices” by Patrick Bruel, maybe it’s because of its Arabic rhythm and the French singer with his sexy accent,
it’s about misty memories which are like an eclipse, a night full of stars on Tunis’ harbour, the wind from the van of your grandfather who’s sitting at the Cafe Des Delices,
it says that your memories get misty, you can see her again, that girl, the kiss that hurts in port El Kantaoui, the first love words on velvet songs, Abibi Abibi.
The Phrase Yalil, yalil Habibi Yalil is an introduction phrase that is usually used in every Arabian song.
This song reminds me of my lonely nights which I was really down, and worried for someone who really didn’t worth, Cafe des Delices is somehow a love song and as I told one of my friend I’m too old for this kinda stuff, I mean there was a time that I was so romantic, but these days I’m more tragic than romantic, so it’s better to talk about another song like” Je suis malade” by Lara Fabian, I really love her, I always brust into tears when I listen to this song, Lara Fabian is a singer who can fulfill your emotions with pain and her stong voice has the power to close you to tears.
I donno why I’ve just written about French songs, maybe it’s because most of my Exes like these songs and I’ve memory with them, have you ever heard “Ziggy” by Celine Dion??
This Canadian female vocalist is not just a singer who has a great voice, I feel that she’s so down to earth, a woman with very high level of emotions who can sing a song like that, actually she’s true, you can love some one even if you found out that you can never have him!
Mostly when I’m home I listen to Persian old songs, my favorite singers are females such as Simin Ghanem, Pouran, Marzieh, Sima Mafiha, Elahe... , once I remember that I wanted to translate one of Simin Ghanem’s songs for a foreign friend, it called Sib(apple) which is symbol of regret in this song, maybe my life is nothing just regret and that’s why I like this song so much. I snuggled so many times in the dark to this song… till I fell asleep.

USA Bombing Iran

Friday is my worst day in the week, in Iran Friday holiday, usually Thursday is so crowded in Tehran, because next day most people don't go to work, all streets, malls, shopping centres , parks,... (we don't have bar and club in Iran), anywhere you can go and have fun are so crowded, the traffic is so heavy Thursday night that you mostly are in your car waiting for red light to be green and when it's green the next sec it's red again, anyway city was so alive you could see people anywhere, shopping, walking, every restaurants and coffee shops were completely full, but nowadays it's somehow curfew, since Ahmadinejad have became our precious president people are sooooo happy that they even can't come to street alone, you can't wear anything just sac, the only colors that are allowed are black and grey, women must wear veil and cover all of their body, just one eye is allowed to be not covered, fortunately men have more choices, they can wear black or white long sleeved shirts, no hair style is allowed, and if you have wavy hair you're arrested.

look at these links:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=gj7_q97dqek

http://www.tiknews.org/albums/show/?id=62&pid=13

Any way these people are our whitelighter, our angel, our God!!! how can we not obey them!?

wish USA bombing us and all be dead but not slave of this Islamic Government.

P.S. it's raining cats and dogs, I thing even sky is sorry for Persian.

All good things must come to an end

Have you ever had the feeling that life is so nice, everything goes around exactly as you expect, then in the blink of an eye, everything changes and you become the only miserable man on the earth.

But you now something at that moment you may be a lucky man 'cause you can start again,

it depends on you, if you like to make a bubble and when it's floating on the air you enjoy it alot, then suddenly it would blow, at that time do you regret for that or start to make a new one, bigger and much more prettier?

when I'm running in a race , if I fall down, really I can't jump up, and start so fast, really need 5 min at least to lay down and feel that no one is around me, then I would continue with all of my strength.

Beginning

Look at my eyes, what can you find from them, deep and mysterious, my hair can easly distrak your attention, look at my lips, do you really think that I need to open them when my eyebrows can talk to you?

so you've an imagination of a monster, Belial, Lucifer,... who's always happy with his nasty works, and successful in his life, and approaches what ever he wants.

But the truth is the writer of this blog is such a looser, who feel so demolished right now.

Now you think that these looser can't even write, but you're wrong, every one has a level, maybe high maybe low, and when he catches that level he would start again, better than the last time, much more powerful, and you can see that black shine in my eyes is glowing.