Friday, January 10

What is Life



See, this is life, in front of you. There is hope, standing tall, unblemished, deep in your heart it appears in green. Your laughter is bright pink, your joy is vibrantly expressed, and your sorrow is behind you. Look to your right, there is your dream, whispering and twirling around. To your left, there are memories of past, bitter and sweet, a majestic purple, faint chances, a violet shadow of your sorrows. But still, there is hope. There is your dream standing tall in green. 
 

Tuesday, July 30


Replacement. That is something worth thinking about. A good word, a hefty noun, the beginning of a journey, mostly eventful, and eventually a great one. 


Replacement. An end to a long period of endurance, deep contemplation and a thurough dicision-making.  “Replacing one thing with another, especially something that is newer or better,”  says the Oxford Dictionary. 

Replacement. You need courage, conviction, and common sense to embrace change, to replace what is old with what is new. Your convictions would see you through, and your common sense will guide you to the “better”. 


Katayoun

Monday, May 9

I Am


I Am



I am-yet what I am, none cares or knows;

My friends forsake me like a memory lost:--

I am the self-consumer of my woes;--

The rise and vanish in oblivion’s host,

Like shadows in love’s frenzied stifled throes:--

And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed


Into the nothingness of scorn and noise—

Into the living sea of waking dreams,

Where there is neither sense of life or joys,

But the vast shipwreck of my life’s esteems,

Even the dearest that I love the best

Are strange—nay, rather, stranger than the rest.


I long for scenes where man hath never trod,

A place where woman never smiled or wept,

There to abide with my Creator, God,

And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept,

Untroubling and untroubled were I lie,

The grass below—above, the vaulted sky




By John Clare 1793-1864

Sunday, March 27

A belated Happy Persian New Year, Norouz




May you all enjoy the New Dawn, the New Day, and be prosperous, healthy and content,


May the children of Iran enjoy this ancient tradition with peace of mind and comfort, in our own ancient land,


And may we all see our Home free, the Evil destroyed and demons of many dark souls subdued.



Katayoun

Saturday, February 12

Welocome to the New Western Middle eastern.




I hear that a few days ago, the 32nd anniversary of the American-Islamic-Revolution of 1979{a preparetory effort in bringing "Democracy" and "peace" to the Middle East} was "celebrated" in a quiet way, quite contrary to the way the Revolutionaries of the first rate would have cheered for the triumph of the imported "democracy" and "peace" thirty years ago, when Khomaini was alive. Two decades ago, the Fajr Dahe would have been a spectacle as expensive as Obama's inaugruration or Clinton's Daughter's wedding, and the ever vigilant Western Media would have been present to capture those precious moments of jubilation. In fact, I believe that it was imperative to show the whole world that the Road to Peace in the Middle East passes through Revolutions such as this! This year, the Egyptian Revolution" however, hijacked the attention of the ever-vigilant-Western-Media, and unfortunately there was not much of a talk about the Islamic Revolution of 1979 in Iran!
The West is now providing Goods and Services to the Middle East, and the masses will pay the Taxes for many centuries to come! Even evslavement has a price tag attached to it, but would the masses finally get that.

And I say, well done you Good Old Fox, Thank- you Uncle Sam!



Katayoun