I feel sort of fucked up...
I have started to feel worry for my research which doesn't move forward...
I know...I must be patient....I know....but it's just eating me from inside!!!! and I hate the feeling...
But there must be a way...I am just not looking from the correct angel....there must be a way...there must be...

Life is very strange...and simple at the same time...and this makes it amazing...I mean,when we feel things are going very bad,or at least not as we expect then if we change the angle and look again, we find millions of reasons behind everything...

yeah...
Cheshm haa raa baayad shost....joore digar baayad did...

For a long time I just wanted to know more about Captha's in Internet. I found this short article very useful:

WHAT IA CAPTHA?

A CAPTCHA or Captcha (pronounced /ˈkæptʃə/) is a type of challenge-response test used in computing to ensure that the response is not generated by a computer.
The process usually involves one computer (a server) asking a user to complete a simple test which the computer is able to generate and grade. Because other computers are unable to solve the CAPTCHA, any user entering a correct solution is presumed to be human. Thus, it is sometimes described as a reverse Turing test, because it is administered by a machine and targeted to a human, in contrast to the standard Turing test that is typically administered by a human and targeted to a machine.
A common type of CAPTCHA requires that the user type letters or digits from a distorted image that appears on the screen. The term "CAPTCHA" (based upon the word capture) was coined in 2000 by Luis von Ahn, Manuel Blum, Nicholas J. Hopper, and John Langford (all of Carnegie Mellon University). It is a contrived acronym for "Completely Automated Public Turing test to tell Computers and Humans Apart."

دلم برای روزهای بدون حرف و حدیث تنگ شده.
دلم برای قهوه‌ای بدون دلشوره و واهمه از اظهار نظر دیگری تنگ شده.
میدانم، زبانم تلخ شده و چشمانم ریزبین، می‌دانم، ولی‌ تاب بیاور...بدون باور تو، من ساکن میشوم و بی‌ بال...و این در توان من نیست.
دلم برای غلظت لحظات قدیم تنگ شده...و این زمان لعنتی چه لذتی میبرد از اینکه همهٔ توانش را مثل سیلی‌ حواله‌ام کند

The city has been changed a lot.
We experienced something very strange last night....a naked guy, in the parking, shouting on us : you fucking Moslems....You fucking Iranians....You fucking...at 3 am!

Or the other night, two friends of us were harassed by two policemen in a main road which ended in a bruised , swelled face of my friend!!!!

Can you believe this is the same Pune???

Take a tour to Vancouver...
Amazing...

Pune bomb blast in German bakery, a cozy hang out for many of us...
9 including one Iranian are dead and more than 60 are injured.
The whole city is shocked and upset and we are, as well.
:(

busy,busy,busy...
"International workshop on Frontiers in Electronic structure calculations : Techniques and Applications".
and my boss is one of the conveners...imagine..!!

A view into Tehran from google map!

-I fell down from my scooter the other day...the incident was pretty funny and thanks to
Helmet I was wearing,nothing happened...just bruises here and there....
BUT,why that happened? I just wanted to drive with my left hand on accelerator! or my both hands switched!! and you try same if and only if you are under 10!!!!
dige khodetoon hadis-e mofassal bekhoonid az in mojmal...

-I watched "Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind" last night, thanks to "Ke" for suggesting...
and the movie was excellent...very similar to David Lynch movies...
A couple undergo a procedure to erase each other from their memories when their relationship turns sour, but it is only through the process of loss that they discover what they had to begin with.

"You can erase someone from your mind. Getting them out of your heart is another story".

شاعر زباله ها

what a day...
what a day...
what a day...

Had a good night...
Avatar+lovely friends company+KFC+Signature and Absolute+D.J Tiesto+Bunch of lovely girls and boys + love in the air....
I can smell your skin....
I can...


Ey Roshan, we missed u a lot!
be in bahadori begoo benzin bezane dige,ah...jatoon khali bood ye kharvar!
:D

امت فاکس، نویسنده و فیلسوف معاصر، هنگامی که برای نخستین بار به آمریکا رفته بود برای صرف غذا به رستورانی رفت . او که تا آن زمان، هرگز به چنین رستورانی نرفته بود در گوشه ای به انتظار نشست با این نیت که از او پذیرایی شود . اما هر چه لحظات بیشتری سپری می شد ناشکیبایی او از اینکه می دید پیشخدمت ها کوچکترین توجهی به او ندارند، شدت گرفت . از همه بدتر اینکه مشاهده می کرد کسانی پس از او وارد شده بودند و در مقابل بشقاب های پر از غذا نشسته و مشغول خوردن بودند . او با ناراحتی به مردی که بر سر میز مجاور نشسته بود نزدیک شد و گفت: ...
من حدود بیست دقیقه است که در اینجا نشسته ام بدون آنکه کسی کوچکترین توجهی به من نشان دهد .
حالا می بینم شما که پنج دقیقه پیش وارد شدید با بشقابی پر از غذا در مقابلتان اینجا نشسته اید! موضوع چیست؟ مردم این کشور چگونه پذیرایی می شوند؟
مرد با تعجب گفت: ولی اینجا سلف سرویس است. سپس به قسمت انتهایی رستوران جایی که غذاها به مقدار فراوان چیده شده بود، اشاره کرد و ادامه داد: به آنجا بروید، یک سینی بردارید و هر چه می خواهید، انتخاب کنید، پول آن را بپردازید، بعد اینجا بنشینید و آن را میل کنید !
امت فاکس، که قدری احساس حماقت می کرد، دستورات مرد را پی گرفت. اما وقتی غذا را روی میز گذاشت ناگهان به ذهنش رسید که زندگی هم در حکم سلف سرویس است .
همه نوع رخدادها، فرصت ها، موقعیت ها، شادی ها،شادی ها و غم ها در برابر ما قرار دارد. در حالی که اغلب ما بی حرکت به صندلی خود چسبیده ایم و آن چنان محو این هستیم که دیگران در بشقاب خود چه دارند و دچار شگفتی شده ایم که چرا او سهم بیشتری دارد؟
و هرگز به ذهنمان نمی رسد خیلی ساده از جای خود برخیزیم و ببینیم چه چیزهایی فراهم است. سپس آنچه می خواهیم برگزینیم .

-My whole belongings are two suitcases which have some books and clothes inside....my laptop and nothing more!!!
I feel very very free and light... ready to try the farthest places in the world.
Don't wanna be spiritual, but I feel closer to something which I don't what it is!

-Last night I had a strange dream!
Skipping the main part, I found lots of gold....I remember that inside I was thinking of selling the gold and take the money...but outside I decided to spend them in some charity action!!!
Maybe tonight I will dream the next episode finding out what I finally did with the gold!
Who can interpret finding gold in dreaming by the way?

Sadeh in Persian means "hundred" and refers to one hundred days and nights left to the beginning of the new year celebrated at the first day of spring on March 21 each year. Sadeh is a mid winter festival that was celebrated with grandeur and magnificence in ancient Iran. It was a festivity to honor fire and to defeat the forces of darkness, frost, and cold.

Legends have it that King Hushang, the 2nd king of the mythological Peshdadian dynasty(Peshdad means to give the Law), established the Sadeh tradition.
It is said that once Hushang was climbing a mountain when all of a sudden he saw a snake and wanted to hit it with a stone. When he threw the stone, it fell on another stone and since they were both flint stones, fire broke out and the snake escaped. This way he discovered how to light a fire. Hushang cheered up and praised God who revealed to him the secret of lighting a fire. Then he announced: "This is a light from God. So we must admire it."
According to religious beliefs, Jashn-e Sadeh recalls the importance of light, fire and energy; light which comes from God is found in the hearts of his creatures.

Writing the paper is almost over!
I just need to polish it and get rid of it asap...
I need to rest,both physically and mentally...
I need to travel...
I need to go...just far...as far as possible.....