Pursuit of Happiness

There had been times I dreamed of big things... I dreamed for my people to have more freedom, I dreamed of them to have the right to choose their destiny and to have the wisdom to make the best choice...

There had been times that I tried making those dreams come true... I fought, I tried to educate people, I stand out and gave my hand to help...

Change... 

Change was there to come. We were hopeful and happy to look forward....

Yet the change... well, it came but it was not what we were looking for. The freedom was limited even more, the people did not see what was important and ... Did ya know, last week this time, Iran could not access gmail, yahoo and hotmail?

There had been a time...  but even the most optimist of all (moi) is loosing faith... even I am giving up on better future... may Lord saves us all.

I Dont Wanna Be30

So it's here in 2 weeks... my 31st birthday... I'm gonna be 30...
It always seemed like a way too far future: I always had my goals set for the time I would be 30.
When I'm 30, I will have my masters degree.
I will be working for 5 years at least in a good work place.
I will be in a managerial level.
I will have lots of friends in different social levels...
I will...

Well, I'm there now!
I got all the things I wanted...
I am "there" really...

One day I woke up and noticed I had spent the previous day the way I imagined I would...

the point is: so what?
What's next for me?
Where am I going to?

Oh My Brave Hearts

We're still here...
We're still keeping our hopes up! We are alive and there is a place inside us: hopeful and fertile...
In 20 years or less, we will write stories on Love, Life and Challenge in Green Years.
 Here approaches the first anniversary of the cheat, the coupe, the brutal diminish of our freedom and we are still here... in the shadow...

Not so irrelevant: 
the Chris de burgh song had always been a dear one for me:

 Oh, My Brave Heart

Mourn my child, Mourn

Someone have been executed today.
He was a teacher... he used to teach love... he used to love the nature.... he used to be an environmental activist...

A Moment of Silence 

Amid the Days of Loss

There is still nice things to look at:

And here is my birthday cake:


Photo Credit: My Lil Sis

Green Like the hope

I was still wearing my green ribbon. I am proud to be wearing it!
Green is the color of hope, the color of profound belief in a change that shall come one day!
Green is the dream we saw 10 years ago...

Green is not a color, it's the essence that has spread to our lives.
Green is the smile on a tired face of a friend who has been beaten up by riot police.
Green is the silence that cut the air and hit the face of the deceptive cheater!

Green is the wave of future!

Stay Green!
Carry it in your heart and one day we will all be wearing green again!

Graduation

Can you believe that I am old enough to be 30 soon?
I remember vividly the girl I was 10 years ago... WOW! Been blogging 10 years and counting!

In 10 days, I will stand in front of a jury to defend my thesis and graduate! In 10 days, I will be the graduate MBA, the catering manager!

I have not accomplished much though, I am still the hearty, stupid girl I was. I still have the dreams where I find happiness and live happily ever after!

Dear God,

Dear God,
I was told that you would listen to me in any language if I would call out your name. I had also been told that you would carry me in times of need.
Dear God, here in my city, every night, millions of hopeful voices call out to you, they are calling you by your supreme power... They are calling you The Great!
Dear God,
There are people dieing in my city! There people who reach out to you to save their soul, to save their future.
Dear God,
There are injustice in your name... there are people being beaten in your name!
Dear God,
Save us! Save our souls... We did not ask for much. Our guilt was to understand... to see... not to obey stupidity.

Where Is My Vote?

I am kicking and alive as we speak; but Tehran isn't! Tehran is the scene of clash between protesters and riot police!

I live in the heart of the clash: We hear gunshots, we see fire, we witness people running! Guards march on... we shut up....

I have not seen such a thing! Not even in June 1999 when Police ride into University dorms.... My friends had gotten hit.

Where is my vote? Where is the confidence I once had that WE can build this country? What happened to the cheerful faces and hopeful looks of young people?

I want my vote back! I withdraw from pseudo-electing M. A.N.! I am ashamed of my nationality for the first time in my life! I am ashamed of the vote I cast! I am ashamed!

I am frightened! My world has just ended and the life I once dreamed is a far far illusion.

I did not ask for much! I had no problem with Hejab! I did not want to go clubbing all night! I just wanted to be able to smile. to be proud of who I am, where I come from! I just wanted to...