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All in One: Tina the Tutor
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Monday, July 14, 2008
"A World Between"
I just discovered this film, A World Between, which is a must-see for Iranian-Americans or those Americans interested in finding out more about Iran -- not through the typical American mass media, but through a genuine documentary. Here you can read about it and here you can watch samples. You can buy the DVD from the official website or from Amazon.com.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
As Delayed as It Is...
HAPPY PERSIAN NEW YEAR!!!
*سال نو مبارك*
This is the first "Persian New Year" for me out of Iran. To get nostalgic is the least I can do! I am planning to travel back to Iran next year this time, inshallah. It's always the best time to take a trip to Tehran, to mingle with the shoppers and excited people and the smell of the new year and the laughter of kids.
PS. I discovered a tea here, Twinings "Jasmine Green Tea" ... it smells like my grandmother's hair, when she was alive and I was a 12-year-old kid, and the sparrows were chirping on the persimmon tree in the middle of the yard when spring was around the corner. I would pick up the lilacs and put them in granny's hair as she was singing to me, "be kas kasoonesh nemidam, be hame kasoonesh nemidam ... " [I will not let her get married just to anybody...] All grandmothers think that their granddaughters are waiting for a prince to come. Nobody thinks of me like that now, and nobody sings a song to me like that, to make me feel I am the only desirable woman in the world.
Well... My prince finally came anyway.
*سال نو مبارك*
This is the first "Persian New Year" for me out of Iran. To get nostalgic is the least I can do! I am planning to travel back to Iran next year this time, inshallah. It's always the best time to take a trip to Tehran, to mingle with the shoppers and excited people and the smell of the new year and the laughter of kids.
PS. I discovered a tea here, Twinings "Jasmine Green Tea" ... it smells like my grandmother's hair, when she was alive and I was a 12-year-old kid, and the sparrows were chirping on the persimmon tree in the middle of the yard when spring was around the corner. I would pick up the lilacs and put them in granny's hair as she was singing to me, "be kas kasoonesh nemidam, be hame kasoonesh nemidam ... " [I will not let her get married just to anybody...] All grandmothers think that their granddaughters are waiting for a prince to come. Nobody thinks of me like that now, and nobody sings a song to me like that, to make me feel I am the only desirable woman in the world.
Well... My prince finally came anyway.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
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