Just
Breathe
Relationships
By Neda Najibi
June 2001
The Iranian
Hengameh and Sirus - Part IIII
Index
Her sister was clearly jealous of Hengameh's success and
charismatic
nature. She was jealous because she wanted Hengameh's life
and didn't, due
to her own decisions, which led her to drugs, sex, and
frequent trips to
the tattoo parlor.
Hengameh began to think about her marriage and was
determined to make
her family happy. She didn't want to fail in her father's
eyes so she told
her father that she would stop seeing Sirus.
She called his and said she had to speak to him right
away. He rushed
over and Hengameh told him everything that had happened.
Sirus immediately
knew that this was her sister's doing and reassured her
that he would fix
everything.
He made airline reservations from her apartment so that
he can meet with
her father face to face. Hengameh was so nervous and made
her own reservations
and decided to take a vacation. She left immediately for
the Bahamas and
stayed there on a secluded section of the island in a
private bungalow and
just planned out her life -- literally for the next ten
years.
She continued thinking of her husband and wrote this
poem:
All day you work without a sigh, you labor in this
little town,
while at night you read with blood shot eyes and happily
dream
for that dream to be found. Your routine was to live, to
love,
for after all, it is your life, your town, your home.
You are with family and friends you adore
but don't forget the girl you married.
Days turned into months and months turned into years,
her life consisted of nothing more than time.
Her heart only filled with your every thought.
Her soul flashed with your angery tone.
Now she sleeps all alone.
You've towered even though you were doubted.
You've become what you knew not.
Her goal was for you to love
and to believe in yourself
and this was achieved, bless her soul.
To love and to serve the man she adored and married
- this too was her accomplished goal.
She stood behind you when she herself needed to lean.
She gave up her home more than once, twice, too many
times.
All so you'd achieve.
She forgot herself, hoping you'd remember.
It's a pity you forgot her.
When she came back from the Bahamas, Sirus was waiting
for her at her
apartment. He just looked at her and told her "Good-bye".
She
went into her apartment and unpacked and cried. She was
confused.
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