Friday, June 22, 2007

Great Expectations!

Since his childhood, he had great expectations. He always wished for a world full of peace, for the lips full of smile, for the eyes full of joy, for the hearts full of love, for the houses full of warmth, and for a world full of good things not only for himself but for all people. Now he was at the last station of the train of life and was looking at the previous stations. Looking back at the days that existed no more, he could not see any light. The only things that he could see were a world full of hatred, the lands that were destroyed because of the horrifying wars, the people who had forgotten not only the others but also themselves, the lips with withered smiles on them, the eyes that did not glitter with joy any longer but there was a gloomy expression on them, the houses that the sound of laughing could not heard through them but it was the ominous sound of death and mourning that had replaced all those happy sounds. Now at this last station he sought relief and he knew that the only relief was in death.

When Everyone Was Asleep

When everyone was asleep, she was awake and wished she could sleep but it was just a vain dream. She could hear mumbling of the quilt and the pillow that were inviting her to the bed but as soon as she lay on the bed she heard roaring of the books. Yes, the pile of books and pamphlets were commanding her to study them. She had studied them well enough but there was something inside her that prevented her from having a good sleep. Yes, her old stress of exam had attacked her soul and was devouring her from inside. Her nice dreams now had been replaced by horrifying nightmares about exam. And that was the real cause that she could not accept the warm invitation of her bed.

The Story of Life

Life is a short story which begins with our birth. God and also we are the writers of this story. Everything depends on us; we can make a good story of it that everyone enjoys it or we can make a bad story of it that disgusts the others. We can decide about the actions, about the turning points and about the whole story. As soon as the story comes to its close by our death, another story in another world begins that our decisions in the story of life have written it

The Smile

Smile at each other, smile at your wife, smile at your husband, smile at your children, smile at each other_ it doesn't matter who it is_ and that will help you to grow up in greater love for each other.

Mother Teresa

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

The Foot Steps of Water

Life's a pleasant tradition.

Life's wing is as vast as death.

Life's a jump the size of love.

Life's not something,

we put on the mantel of habit

and forget.

It does not matter where I am.

The sky is always mine.

Windows, ideas, air, love,

earth, all mine.

Why does it matter if sometimes,

the mushrooms of nostalgia grow?

Let's take off our clothes.

Water is just a foot away.

Let's have a basket and

fill it up with all the greensand

all the reds.

We are not to comprehend;

the secret of roses, but maybe

swimming in the incantation of roses.

Or may be looking for

the song of truthbetween the morning glory,

and the century.

Poem by: Sohrab Sepehri

Translated by: Mahvash Shahegh

Saturday, May 19, 2007

Persian Proverbs

A bad wound heals but a bad word doesn't.
A broken hand works, but not a broken heart.
A broken sleeve holdeth the arm back.
A thief is a king till he's caught.
A thief knows a thief as a wolf knows a wolf.
Courteous men learn courtesy from the discourteous.
Do little things now; so shall big things come to thee by and by asking to be done.
Go as far as you can see, and when you get there you'll see further.
He who wants a rose must respect the thorn.
You can't pick up two melons with one hand.
Whatever you sow, you reap.
Whatever is in the heart will come up to the tongue.
What is brought by the wind will be carried away by the wind.
Walls have mice and mice have ears.
Thinking is the essence of wisdom.
The doctor must heal his own bald head.
The blind man is laughing at the bald head.
The best of friends must part.
The best mode of instruction is to practice what we preach.
The best memory is that which forgets nothing but injuries. Write kindness in marble and write injuries in the dust.
I used to feel sorry for myself because I had no shoes until I met a man who was dead.
Taking the first step with the good thought, the second with the good word, and the third with the good deed, I enter paradise.

Friday, May 11, 2007

Beautiful Thoughts

When everything seems to go wrong, just push.
When the job gets you down, just push.
When people don't react the way you think they should, push!
When your money looks funny and the bills are due, just push.
When you want to tell them off for whatever the reason, just push.
When you ask the question, when is my ship coming in? Just push.
When people just don't understand you, just push.
Let me tell you whatPush stands for...