Relationships
DESIRE
26-Oct-2009 (21 comments)
برای یک دورهء آموزشی یک ماه در شهر دیگری سکونت داشتم. یکی از همکلاسی هام یک زن لاغر و قد بلند و زیبا بود. اسمش زو بود. از روز اولی که دورهء ما شروع شد باهم دوست شدیم. خیلی شوخ طبع و با مزه بود و خیلی با هم می خندیدیم. صبح ها از هتل محل اقامتمان تا ساختمان شرکتی که کلاسها در آن تشکیل می شد پیاده میرفتیم و غروب ها با سایر هم کلاسی ها به شام می رفتیم. وقتی هفتهء سوم دورهء ما آغاز شد، اتفاق عجیبی افتاد>>>
TANZ
25-Oct-2009 (27 comments)
Once upon a time, a nice gal who was getting restless about running out of time for finding serious marital prospects went to Zan Oosta, her cynical but experienced friend who put it to her thusly: “Cast the broadest net that you can, aiming to catch the biggest and best but be ready to settle for the bottom feeders. For increased chances, string along a few, put them through hell and whoever lasts the longest is the one nature selected for you through its law of survival of the dumbest>>>
HUMOR
25-Sep-2009 (11 comments)
I was at a party when I was rushed to the roof of the building to save this beautiful Iranian woman who wanted to jump because another lady in the party was wearing the same exact dress as her. "Don't jump!" I screamed as I finished my beer and hid the empty bottle behind the air conditioner as you're supposed to. "Give me one good reason," she said as she gave me a sad, distraught look. "Look, I didn't think there would be a quiz when I was volunteered to come up here to play suicide prevention or else I would have studied. I can't think of a good reason. Can I give you 2 bad reasons instead?">>>
STORY
12-Sep-2009 (14 comments)
Men come in all shapes and sizes. Yet there is something distinct about the Iranian man; for however ordinary his looks may be in his youth, the passage of time is kind to him. No matter what his shortcomings, philosophies or occupation, one thing is for certain; the Iranian man ages well. Nowhere is this more apparent than when he has been groomed throughout a long marriage to a woman who is a notch or two above him. It is as if she has taken an eraser and painstakingly softened the edges. Having carefully done away with the coarse language, the poor taste in clothing and the uncouth mannerisms; she has lovingly filled the void with refined sensibility>>>
SEX
17-Aug-2009 (17 comments)
My friend in the gym told me about a fucking system in Tehran. She told me about a woman, whom I would like to call Z, in the center of this business. Nobody knows Z's real name but she frequents places like boutiques, galleries and movie houses to have contact with her customers, both male and female. Her customers are well-to-do men and women, mostly married, who want to have discreet sex and would pay good money for it. Then she would find men for women or vice-versa and after taking hefty amount of money, will take them to some apartments in different parts of the city for a few hours of passionate sex. No identity asked from any sides of the deal>>>
INTERESTING
07-Aug-2009 (3 comments)
What I’m about to reveal to you is not that difficult. As a matter of fact, it’s very easy. The truth is you already know how to do this. Here’s how it works. What I’m going to show you is – you observe yourself doing it and be more conscious when others do it. There are three things I’m going to talk to you today – The Eyes, The Hips, and The Skin. All three of them give you unconscious signals when someone communicating with you. Remember, when somebody is communicating, they are communicating more than the word that they are communicating. There’s body language, tone of voice and many other things.>>>
DELICIOUS
11-Jul-2009 (6 comments)
The first explosion takes me by surprise for its hasty arrival. He has lit a match under me, so it seems. A flash flame sweeps across my body, presently starting a fire. He’s taken me to the first vista on this delicious hike. I sense the ripples across my skin as my mind bobs along the calm waters of post-orgasm bliss. His hand continues to explore in between my legs, kissing every inch with the fingertips. I moan - a moan of gratitude, delight and wonderment, wrapped into one. I turn to him now, touching his face, running my fingers over his eyelids, along the bridge of his nose, caressing his right cheek ever so lightly before my hand traces his lips where a gentle and quiet smile is lingering>>>
DESIRE
05-Jun-2009 (one comment)
مارسیا هر روز صبح که از خواب بیدار می شود پرده های کلفت اتاق را به کناری می زند تا آفتاب بی رمق جزیره تمام زورش را بزند تا کمی اتاق را گرم کند آنقدر که صورت در سایه مانده اش را روشن تر کند تا که چشم هایش رمق بگیرد. تصور کن نور درست ما بین چشم های سیاه و درشتش بتابد و مارسیا شروع به خندیدن کند. صدای ریزش آب چه از داخل حمام و چه از شیرهای دستشویی و آشپزخانه باید از خانه شنیده شود. به قول خودش حس جنسی غالبی دارد که روزش را می سازد. با حوله ی کوچکی که به رنگ شیره ای است از حمام بیرون می آید و آگاهانه سعی می کند سفت به کمرش بسته نباشد تا با تلنگری به پایین غلت بخورد و سعی هم می کند که حواس پرت نشان داده شود!>>>
RELATIONSHIPS
27-May-2009 (6 comments)
One of the best-known examples of love and reciprocity in mystic circles appears in an account of the life of Rumi, the greatest Sufi poet in the Persian language, whose followers founded the Mevle known for its ritual whirling. While living in Konya in 1244, Rumi forged an intense bond with Mawlana Shams Tabrizi, a mystic and accomplished teacher who claimed to have reached union with God. Theirs was a unique relationship since both were mature and renowned masters. Franklin Lewis writes that contemporaries defined their relationship as falling in love, which Franklin qualifies as a “Platonic love of a disciple for his teacher.” Rumi took Shams home, “ where they lived happily for a year or two before the disciples of Rumi became to act on their jealousy”>>>
LIFE
24-May-2009 (4 comments)
It's sick, it's been sick for a very long time. As I sit here by its bedside,I hear it taking its last breaths. I am waiting. I only recently found out it was sick, but I was told it had been sick for a very long time. I had never seen the signs. How could I have known? It had always been that way, ever since I first met it, it had been sick. It was never well. No one told me. I am waiting. It sometimes goes into a coma and my heart stops beating, stops hoping. Is it really gone?Can this be? But it always comes back, regains consciousness; I keep on hoping. I am waiting.>>>
STORY
15-May-2009 (10 comments)
Farimah was late to the wedding. By the time she showed up the Aghd was over and the guests at her friend Sima’s daughter’s wedding were drinking merrily in preparation for the dinner reception. She found Sima with the bride and handed her small package containing her present to the beautiful bride. Sima told her she looked exceptionally lovely tonight. Farimah appreciated the rare compliment from her fashion designer friend! The photographer was busy flashing pictures at the clusters of guests surrounding the bride and the groom. She joined in a pose with Sima and the newlyweds, flashing her smile at the photographer. She felt his gaze on her before her eyes could see him and her brain started a somersault of puzzlement and slow recognition>>>
PARINAZ
01-May-2009 (42 comments)
خواهرم می گفت: "پریناز، دلت نمیخواد سرو سامون بگیری؟ با یکی باشی که دوستت داشته باشه و دوستش داشته باشی؟ شاید هم باهاش ازدواج کردی و تشکیل خانواده دادی!" همیشه می خندیدم و میگفتم: "میخوام چکار؟ هرچی میخوام دارم بعلاوهء آزادی. حوصله داری؟ یکی رو بیارم تو زندگیم بهم بگه بکن، نکن!" دوستم گلاره می گفت: "آدم باید تا هنوز جوونه بگرده و جفتشو پیدا کنه. در میانسالی و پیری خیلی مشکل میشه." یک چیز مبهمی توی قلبم می سوخت وقتی می گفتم: "وقتی پیداش کردی مثلن چی میشه؟ چه تضمینی وجود داره که حتما عشق یا ارتباط مهمی بر قرار بشه؟ اگه پیداش کردی و عاشقش شدی و گذاشت رفت میخوای چیکار کنی؟ من حوصلهء پیچیدگی های عاشق شدن را ندارم." وقتی از طریق دوستهام با بابک آشنا شدم با خودم فکر کردم این بار دیگه واقعا وقت میذارم و میشناسمش و دنبال ساختن یک رابطهء واقعی میرم. پیش خودم میگفتم این بار با این یکی به آسونی نمیخوابم >>>
FRIEND
14-Apr-2009 (2 comments)
اولین بار در مغازه ی آقا ارمنی بود که روشنک را دیدم و هفته ی بعدش با هم حسابی دوست شدیم و با فرهاد به درکه رفتیم و وقت برگشتن به خانه ی فرهاد در کوچه ساری رفتیم و سری به خمره زدیم .چقدر عرق خوری سه نفری حال داد. عاشق لهجه دارآبادی روشنک شده بودم. نسل در نسل در نیاوران و دارآباد بزرگ شده بودند. دختر ماه و خوش سر و زبانی بود که دل من و فرهاد را حسابی برده بود. یک دوست خوب و با حال که اصلن فکر نمی کردی دختر باشد مثل پسر بچه ها تخس و بازیگوش بود. باور می کنی یک بار دست و پاهای من و فرهاد را به تخت بسته بود و از خانه جیم شده بود. از خنده روده بر شده بودیم از دستش. پدر سوخته جوری بسته بود که دو ساعتی طول کشیده بود که دست وپایمان را باز کنیم>>>
CRISIS
30-Mar-2009 (7 comments)
I have coined this title for referring to my collection of the most potent, popular, brief and soothing words of wit and wisdom mainly Persian. My aim is to provide an alternative for ever-increasing trend in substance abuse or myriad of over-the counter or prescribed pills that are popped daily to cope with increasing stressful conditions associated with our 'modern' technological age. The greatest advantage of literary tranquilizers are their virtually no cost and lack of side effects provided that one gets addicted to them and loves them. Resorting to these should beat all other devastating addictions >>>
PASSION
24-Mar-2009 (43 comments)
I went to a party one night. The subject of my dress soon prevailed in the small circle of people around me and I told them I have a wonderful tailor in Tehran. But I added the fact that I had a problem finding jackets here because all the jackets I saw had defective collars. Sharif volunteered by saying he agreed and even jackets that were made for men didn't have good collars. I found myself talking to him for a few minutes and I noticed he was shying away from making eye contact with me. He told me he was in Tehran for a few days and had to get back to Dezful very soon. I realized it could be a new harmless partner who would go back to his normal life and wouldn't bother me in the future>>>
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