HOOORRRAAAYYYYYY

Hooray!! Hooray!! Hoorraaaayyyy.......................
I have lots of good news. One after the other good things happened. And God knows how much we needed the good news. Amir and I were so tired of seeing bad people, and then we met some nice ones, and the whole life started smiling :-)) as we were.....
I need to write about them in Persian. So, till I get a chance to use my laptop at home, I wish you all the bests, and please when you visit here, don't forget to write me a couple of words. I love hearing from you here.

Love you all..

Die Slowly

Die Slowly
by Pablo Neruda

He who becomes the slave of habit,
who follows the same routes every day,
who never changes pace,
who does not risk and change the color of his clothes,
who does not speak
and does not experience,
dies slowly.

He or she who shuns passion,
who prefers black on white,
dotting ones “is” rather than a bundle of emotions,
the kind that make your eyes glimmer,
that turn a yawn into a smile,
that make the heart pound in the face of mistakes and feelings,
dies slowly.

He or she who does not turn things topsy-turvy,
who is unhappy at work,
who does not risk certainty for uncertainty,
to thus follow a dream,
those who do not forego sound advice at least once in their lives,
die slowly.

He who does not travel,who does not read,
who does not listen to music,
who does not find grace in himself,
dies slowly.

He who slowly destroys his own self-esteem,
who does not allow himself to be helped,
who spends days on end complaining about his own bad luck,
about the rain that never stops,
dies slowly.

He or she who abandon a project before starting it,
who fail to ask questions on subjects he doesn’t know,
he or she who don’t reply when they are asked something they do know,
die slowly.