Cherish

Cherish it

Cherish your moments

Cherish your life

Cherish yourself

Cherish your love


Cherish the voice inside you that guides you through life! Don't name it. Just Cherish it.

Forgotten Familiar Feelings

Silence outside of the car,

Snow,

Darkness,

Kurdish music,

Revival of the long forgotten familiar feelings!

It does not hurt

I am released

I am finding a path to my past,

I am healed

I am not scared

I am not escaping

I have discovered a way with life

I am healing

fear and FAITH

I am a practical existentialist. I feel responsible for the mistakes I make. Rather than projecting my faults on others, I accept the responsibility and since hardships have taught me to be resourceful, I come up with solutions, make necessary changes and to a great extent stay loyal to my new approaches.

I am not writing this to show that I rock! On the other hand, I know I have some unreasonable terrors in me that turn to actual obstacles later.

I am a person who does not usually takes her blessing for granted and is rather a grateful person for what she has. This quality, on the other side of the coin, has created some troubles for me. My awareness of what I am gifted upon, creates a very unreasonable fear in me. "What if I lose it," becomes my recurrent nightmare and to my surprise and the courtesy of my powerful mind, my fears turn concrete in my life.

I am seeking a way to turn this fear into a strong faith that would re-assure me I will have what I have, for good. I need to replace fears with faith.

How?

Love

Fall in love and stay in there. That's the best place to be at.

It is nothing significant to fall in love with different people. It's an art to fall in love recurrently and refreshingly with one person_ who deserves it_ for ever.

Awkward

In a heroic move to overcome a persistent, sh(beeeep) mood I stepped in the first hair salon that appeared on my way. "I want to highlight my hair RED," I declared.
"I have a special color," the hairdresser said. "Oh, I have a magic color. look at that picture there," she showed me one of those perfectly made up women that you would come across only on the walls of a hair salon.
"Are you sure the color will turn out that good on my hair?" I asked.
"Well, I can test on a part of your hair. she said and continued "Do you live around here?"
I wanted to simply answer this question which to her probably meant "would you be my regular customer?" However, my situation is a bit too complicated with my contract ending in 5 days and me still not sure about where to go. Or, possibly I found it an invitation to share the miseries of my life with a free ear to whom I will remain anonymous. In a few seconds, I found myself telling her the stories that could prove how big of a jerk my landlord is. Her sympathy and concern encouraged me exaggerate and tell her how much I suffered in that place and how awful the landlord has been! In between our conversation, her phone rang which she excitedly answered and told her client to come soon since the color red turned YELLOW on my hair.
I was still sitting on the salon's chair when _in the mirror_ I saw my landlord entering the salon. Trying not to look at his direction, I put on my hat and pull it down to my eyebrows hoping he would not notice me with everything I said about him and thought would stay anonymous.

The hairdresser who had warmly welcomed the landlord said: "this lady is looking for a nice place around here. I believe you used to have places to rent."
"Is she?" he asked and looked my way. I pulled up the collar of my coat and walked straight to the hair dresser. I was struggling to make her stop being so concerned about my case. I am sure I do not want to know how my face looked like at that moment.
"Hmmm...No," she said. "My client is looking for a place for a friend."
"We actually have a place that will be available in a week," he answered.
"byyyyyyyyyyyyye," I ran out trying not to burst into a laughter.

"phew!" I said and decided that now that red color turns yellow on my hair, no problem, I'll go shopping.

On my way home, I was on the phone with my friend, telling her the story when I got to my house and right then a car parked in front of me. Yeah, you can guess who it was!

Birthday

28 years and two days ago, Aso was born. I still don't think, I have made the world any better place to live but at least this year I do not hate "being."

In these years, many people fell in love with me and I didn't want them to. Many people hated me and I didn't really realized why. Some of those who loved me at one point, decided to hate me later. Their choice!

I was born and not too many people were happy. I left a city, then another city, a third city and then a country. Not so many people cared even though there were always silly gossips about me.

I left my fourth city and constructed an entirely new life and a new self. I decided to stay and turned 29 with lots of accomplishments that are supposed to make me happy and I simply take them for granted.

This year, I am maturer and more satisfied than ever. I take life much easier and enjoy every minute. I am more balanced in my passions, less disciplined, calmer, less hard working, less rebellious and more silently critical of the surrounding world and people. And, I am free! As free as I ever wanted to be. However, I am building a shelter here and settle in.

I wholeheartedly and sincerely wish every human well. I think that's my greatest achievement so far.

Dr. Ali Shariati

از انسانها غمی به دل نگیر؛ زیرا خود نیز غمگین اند؛ با آنکه تنهایند ولی از خود میگریزند زیرا به خود و به عشق خود و به حقیقت خود شک دارند؛ پس دوستشان بدار اگر چه دوستت نداشته باشند