Dear Life

Wednesday, August 31, 2005

dear life 48

dear life,
did you see the young boy selling flowers at the red light? the young girl selling poetry notes at the crossroad? te sisters begging some money, any money? their feet all so bruised? their hands so small yet so callous? their faces all so dirty unwashed for so long? their bodies so fragile? did you take notice of their eyes? so innocent, so begging? sometimes filled with pitty for themselves for the share you have given them of yourself, sometimes filled with hope of the share you may bestow on them? then there passes by the all new BMW. two boys are looking out of the car window. they are not seeing the young boy selling flowers, the young girl selling poetry, the sisters. they are looking to see the attention they are receiving, to see how many have taken notice. they live in another world, on another planet. they live too.

dear life 47

dear life,
want to hear about a paradox situation? it was in the news that a Thai elephant has been given a new artificial leg by scientists. how did it lose its leg? he stepped on a human-made mine!!!!

Thursday, August 11, 2005

dear life 46

dear life,
i am tired, i am restless. i need to go somewhere, i don't know where. i need to do something, i don't know what. i need to say something, i don't know how. i need to see someone, i don't know whom. i need to choose something, i don't know which. i need to believe in something, ... that i know. thank heavens!!!

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

dear life 45

dear life,
Discovery entered the atmosphere safely and landed on earth safely a while ago. it is amazing how much humans have achieved. we do such unthinkable things, then leave the thinkable to be resolved for itself. traveling into the space to know our universe is such great achievement, but what are we achieving for our small universe here on earth? for our continent? our country? our city? our village? our community? our home? what are we achieving for ourselves?

Wednesday, August 03, 2005

dear life 44

dear life,
as i write to you my tears are running down my face for my heart is aching with sorrow and despair. yesterday we bed farewell to Khatami and today the new guy is swearing in for his four-year presidency. i am crying for myself and for all those who watched as their dreams and hopes for a better future were gone in two weeks of presidential campaign. i cry for those who really wanted and who tried with all they could to bring some change to this country. i cry for all that we achieved will be gone in no time with the new wave of officials and their thoughts spreading its shadow over the small rays of lights we were inviting in. what will come next is so uncertain, even when we were certain the events turned out to our shock, so what now?

Monday, August 01, 2005

dear life 43

dear life,
lately all i am thinking of is the idea of moving, of leaving my country at least for a while to find myself and what i want of me and you together. i think of all the logical reasons that i should this, and i think of all the logical reasons that i should not do this. then i feel feelings rooted deep inside of me for the country that has given me so much and yet taken so much from me, feelings positive and negative. the decision is hard to make, i am not sure of what road will lead to the best for me, but one thing i am sure of: the experience, althought hard to begin, is worth the effort. do you agree?