Dear all,
I am leaving Pune tomorrow morning to attend a 6 days school in Bangalore on "Many body methods ...... in physics and chemistry"and I'll be back to Pune on 5th evening.
hala oonche ke haalamo az alan gerefte ine ke bus az mahale guest house saat 7:30 am rah miyofte mire baraye soboone o badesham kelas az 9 am ta taghriban 7 pm !
ey hamye kasani ke mane khers ra mishenasid,akhe man chetori saat 7 sobh pa sham,han??????
ah...

begzarim,
emrooz in ash-e abre electroni barmigarde.baba delemoon tang shode vasash be khoda,chera kasi haalish nist?!
biyad inja ye zare gis o giskeshi konim....
kholasash konam.ye 10 roozi az dastam rahatid!

zat ziyadd...

P.S: emrooz mesle kheyli roozaye dige halam ye name gerefte.nemidoonam ta hala shode khodetoon bedoonid ke darin mariz mishin ya already mariz shodin,bedoonin ke hey dare mozmen tar mishe va hey momkene badtar o badtar beshin....vali hich kari az dastetoon bar nayad.....
omidvaram raftan be in school mano be zendegiye karim bargardoone hadeaghal!!!!!!!!!

I received this sms from khale neda the other night. I liked it very much so I would like to share it with you:

Ey idea,
ey khoshgel!,
ey weblog nevis,
ey coffee freak,
ey chemist,
ey cigaree,
ey basketballer,
ey !!,
ey khoram az forooghe rokhat lalezare pune,
just remembering you!
good night,
jish , boos, lala ....

yani mishe ye zamani oonghadr adam besham ke ghadre in lahzeha va in adamaa ro bedoonam??!!!!!!!!!!!!

cheghadr khoobe ke zaman migzare....
yademoon mide chetor ba hameye ettefaghaye khoob o bad,ba hameye oonayee ke hazmeshoon az tavaanemoon khareje deal konim!

cheghadr khoobe ke zaman migzare....
ta dige yaademoon nayad key akharin baari bood ke deli ro larzoondim !!

cheghadr khoobe ke zaman migzare....
va mitoonim omidvar bashim roozhaye behtar miresan!!!!!!

cheghadr khoobe...

For several years, a man was having an affair with an Italian woman. One night, she confided in him that she was pregnant. Not wanting to ruin his reputation or his marriage, he paid her a large sum of money if she would go to Italy to secretly have the child. If she stayed in Italy to raise the child, he'd also provide child support 'til the child turned 18.

She agreed, but asked how he would know when the baby was born..To keep it discrete, he told her to simply mail him a post card, and write "Spaghetti" on the back. He would then arrange for the child support payments to begin.

One day, about 9 months later, he came home to his confused wife. "Honey," she said, "you received a very strange postcard today." "Oh, just give it to me AND I'll explain it later," he said. The wife obeyed and watched as her husband read the card, turn white, and faint.

On the post card was written:
"Spaghetti, Spaghetti, Spaghetti, Spaghetti, Spaghetti.
Three with meatballs, Two without. Send extra sauce."

Life is going....taking us with it...

Life is putting us under pressure while watching us to see when we stop fighting...and its only our reasons which help us to survive.
People choose their path and try to remain on the line.
They care about good and bad,right and wrong...
They try to reach by fastest way,by shortest way....
They struggle to settle,to be happy,to be calm...

All these are happening.
All these are out there,
but I still feel how much pressure is on my brain,on my skull,
and I see that life is watching me,waiting for me to raise my hands and surrender...
and sometimes I have no energy to even do that,no energy to shout and say ENOUGH!

Maybe its better to run,as far as possible...run away...then you may reach a shore with white sands calling you and offering you silence and beauty,and you still run to find a place in the middle of no where, far enough that no one knows you or remembers you...
Then you 'll feel relaxed...now you are free to be who you are,who you want to be and with who you want to be...
now you are free to fly and you don't care if your wings are broken..you don't care if you will hit the ground.You want to experience and feel and see and discover...and you 're ready to pay for it...
Fly baby...Fly...
and don't afraid if your wings are not strong enough.
don't afraid if you don't know how to fly.
You wont learn unless you try...jump out and let it goes....
Fly......

Last night I watched "The brave one". It was a good movie,in spite of all the comments I 've read about it... insisting that there is always a stranger living inside you who may come out under some special circumstances!!!!! and you must trust this "new you". You may feel it in your blood, beneath your every surface of your skin...and it is there,you want it or not.

The movie was showing that you must learn how to survive,how to live even when it seems too hard...even if you lose a very special thing or person which means a lot to you. You must learn that life is going on and on outside with or without you..so find the stranger,accept it and deal with it,it is maybe the brave one!!!!!

And its time,
You come in, From the cold.

And you know,
That you know.....

Question: What is the truest definition of Globalization?

Answer: Princess Diana's death.

Question: How come?
Answer:An English princess with an Egyptian boyfriend crashes in a French tunnel, driving a German car with a Dutch engine, driven by a Belgian who was drunk on Scottish whiskey, (check the bottle before you change the spelling),followed closely by Italian Paparazzi, on Japanese motorcycles; treated by an American doctor, using Brazilian medicines.
This is sent to you by An Iranian, using Bill Gates's technology, and you're probably reading this on your computer, that uses Taiwanese chips, and a Korean monitor, assembled by Bangladeshi workers in a Singapore plant, transported by Indian lorry-drivers, hijacked by Indonesians, unloaded by Sicilian longshoremen, and trucked to you by Mexican illegals.....

That, my friends, is Globalization!!!!!!!

chand shab pish ye bahsi dar gereft beyne bacheha baraye inke ki delesh mikhad bargarde Iran va ki delesh nemikhad!!!!
in baaes shod ke man fekr konam ke :(albate yaghinan in omoomiyat nadare khob!)
maa vaghti mirim ye jaayee ke az maa behtaran ehsaase heghaarat mikonim,
vaghti mirim ye jaayee ke az ma badtaran,ehsaase hegharat mikonim,
va vaghti barmigardim Iran bishtar az har jaye dige az inke be sho'oor o ensaan boodanemoon tohin mishe ehsaase hegharat mikonim!!!

hala ki midooni baayad che kar kard???

Vali hanoozam khodayeesh hich ja Iran nemishe...(ta vaghti ke joonetoon be labetoon nareside hanooz albate!!)
....ye projeye Asaalem,ye ghahve khoone ke adasi mide o coffee!!!!, vase khodesh dish o tashkilat dare baraye internet-e por sorat! vali pool mooli toosh nist...vali mishe be research edame dad!
ajab,ajab...amoo payeyee hanooz?

amoo naroooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!

Oh Oh, Kermooniya ham osool gara shodan yani???!!!!!

Az jomeye pish ke amoo farbod baraye ye seri kaare edaari oomad Pune kolli haal o havaye hame avaz shod.

Kolli dore ham jam shodim va behemoon khosh gozasht.kolli harf zadim,dava kardim,hatta basketball bazi kardim...ke khob bedoone eghraagh hameye ina ba vojoode amoo farbod ye rango o booye dige daasht...

che khoobe ke adam too zendegish oonghadr khoob bashe ke jaye khalish hes beshe.
oonghadr khoob bashe ke vaghti dobare barmigarde hame khoshhal beshan.
che khoobe ke adam ye del dashte bashe ghade ye darya va beshe az hame chi bahash harf zad va motmaen bood ke mifahme!!!!

az in doostaye khoob kam nadaram,ke albate inam khodesh ye joor shanse,vali amoo farbod ye chize digast,va fekr konam hame baham movafegh bashan....

kholasash,
amoo Farbode nazanin,kheyli dooset darim.
omidvarim ke har ja ke miri khoob o khosh o salamat bashi...