My mysterious love Lee
Sasan was telling that two years ago at the university he met Lee. It was a party that university arranged it. Lee was sitting with other professors of the university and the president of the university introduced me to her. He said that is Sasan our professor for telecommunication and that is Ms. Lee our guest professor from China. We have spoken a little bit and the party was over. She gave me her telephone number and I gave her mine. Few days later I saw her in Wal Mart, she was with another China woman and they were buying the food and other materials. I offer a ride to them and they accepted. So we get a little bit closer to each other. Next time I saw them was in another shop very close to their house. I told them that today is a gathering at the university and if they like to go there. They both showed interest and they told me if I wait in the shop for a short time they will go home change their clothes and will come back there. I offered again to bring them home with my car, but they said, their house is very close and it takes only two minutes walking. I waited about one hour and they did not come. So I thought they have forgotten to come or they did not want to come. So I went alone there. But my thinking was with them. Especially I missed a lot Lee.
Next day I saw Lee, but I did not want to mention the last nigh and we have just spoken with each other and I invited her to a restaurant for lunch and she accepted it. I was about five years alone in the USA. My wife and children had an accident six years ago and all of them died and after their lost I could not live in Iran any more. I saw their pictures and their image everywhere that I go. It is not easy to lose all your family at one time. The life had no meaning for me and I wish to die. But how can I die? I found it is very cheap to kill myself and I did not have also the courage for this action, so I missed them a lot and I could not replace them. The condition of the parent of my wife was not better than me; they lost their only daughter and all four their grand children. But they told me, Sasan you are still young and you should live and try to be normal again. You are about fourty and you cannot live alone. Taraneh wish that you marry again and be happy again, you cannot live with the memory of them for your whole life. The pain was very deep and I could not forget one minute the paint of their death. Everything was useless for me and I had no hope and no interest for anything anymore. I felt that I died, too, but they forget to burry me. I am out of the grave by mistake. All my friends came to me and tried to show sympathy with me and told me that this world is just like a taxi and everybody should go out one day. Later or now we should go away, and all of us should all go out and we cannot stay in the taxi for ever or even not for a long time. Some of my friend told me if I go to other country for a while, may be it will help and mostly for this reason I came to the USA. After six years, now I feel that I got in love again and I wish to see Lee. I was the only child of my parent and after their death, I married Taraneh, she born two girls and two boys for me, but in an accident all of them were dead. The cruel life showed his face to me very hard. Now you can imagine after six years again I feel that I want to live and to have a friend.
You know how it comes to action, first I hold the hand of Lee, later I kissed her face good by and later we kissed each other for a long time. But she was not very serious with me and I do not think that she wanted to marry me. She wanted just me as a friend and company. Actually she replaced the whole family of mine and I thought she is a great love. One day I told my story to her and asked her to marry me, I wish to have children again and we can live together very nice. We were the same age and both of us were fourty five years old. She does not speak about her family at all. She knows everything about me, but she did not tell me a lot about herself. As I told her, that I love her very much her eyes was full of tears and told me, that she cannot marry me and she cannot have a girl born for me. She said it is a big problem that she gets in love with me and I do not know why? She liked me or may be loved me, too, but she wanted a distance and I could not understand why? She did not let me go on more than a very close friend and be her lover or husband. She wanted me just as a good friend not more. Even in the time that she kissed me, she stopped kissing for a minute and goes back. I could not understand her feeling very well. She told me Sasan I do not want that you hate me later. I told her why I should hate you. Are you playing with me? No, she said I love you very much, but if I love you more than this, it will be a problem for me? Why a problem? She could not explain better than this, is love a problem? I tried to find out why she is so mysterious, but I could not figure it out. Was the nationality the problem between us? I will write the rest of this story later.
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by yolanda on Mon Nov 08, 2010 03:27 PM PSTHi! Sahameddin Ghiassi,
So sorry to hear all the sad stories......actually life is not easy.......everyone has some challenges in life......everyone....no one is free of problems in life including myself.......we just have to be very strong and accept the challenges and hang in there........your blog story is truly sad 'cause Sasan lost his entire family........I hope he can find his happiness soon!'
Thank you for taking your precious time to write this true story!
Please take care!
Dear Yolanda
by Sahameddin Ghiassi on Mon Nov 08, 2010 02:17 PM PSTDear Yolanda
As you see our lives is very similar to each other. We are sent out of our country, because we thought differently or we born in a family with different religions. Most of us were not super intelligent and could not get a good job here and we are not accepted totally by the West society. In the Shah’s time it was different story, if we were not happy here, we could return. Only the people who were may be very active against the Shah would have some problems. Now as you see the Iranian girls and boys are even closing their own mouths in Greece, because they do not want to go back to Iran. So our lives are similar and very similar to each other now. We are sent out of our courtiers, we are not super intelligent or rich. If we are married our spouses are not happy and if we are no marrying we cannot marry a normal person in our level. I know a lot of Iranians or Middle Eastern people who have a lot of difficulties.
In a party I saw always an Iranian college teacher alone, I thought he is not married. One day he was with a huge ugly and old woman, much older than him and a huge woman. I asked him Zhubin is that your wife. He said yes. Is she very rich, he said no. I did not want to ask any other question. A woman who was ugly, very fat, old and not academic or even rich had a husband from Iran. Zhubin was at least 25 years younger than her. Zhubin told me that she had five children from her first husband. Later he said to me that he was alone and had nobody to speak with and she showed interest about him and he married her. Navid was one of my friends who married an American girl, she was at least four hundred kilo. And Navid was also a professor at the university in the medical faculty. I know also a lot of other nice Iranian girls who married bad American and some of them killed themselves or suicide. The most tragedy was one of these Iranian girl who spring on in front of a moving train. And one of my best students married an American who was thirty years older than her and was married two times. So as you see they have similar lives, they came out of Iran and married not good people and some of them had to suicide themselves.
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by yolanda on Sun Nov 07, 2010 05:55 PM PSTHi! Sahameddin Ghiassi,
So sorry to hear Sasan's family tragedy......it is absolutely sad!
I read this story written by you last year:
//iranian.com/main/blog/sahameddin-ghiassi/my-loving-and-beautiful-sweetheart-china
which is very similar to the story in your blog........Are the 2 stories the same?
The girl is definitely holding back something......she is mysterious for sure!
Good luck to your friend!