Monday, 3 August 2009

From Iran

Here is Iran, where I am one year late to meet unfamiliar wrinkles. I vividly remember they were not there last time. My parents are growing old, it takes one year of denial...one year of no picture of those new lines and here I am with a memory of a new picture; the new lines.

Here is Iran, where my eyes search for signs, any sign that could tell me things are going to be all right in here.

Here is Iran where I look for its news from the outside when I'm in, where I must and need to be...

4 comments:

Parinaz said...

Take a good care of yourself and enjoy every breath you take in Iran...

Hossein said...

Enjoy yourself, be careful and write and write and write.

mom & pop bloggers said...

we support iranian people's struggle unlike our president who wanted HOPE and Change for himself but not for Iranian people.

more power to you!

Hiva said...

take care behi