Musings of a Middle-Aged Iranian Woman
When you are middle-aged, birthdays don’t really mean that much. They depress less than they used to, but also delight a lot less. I must
When you are middle-aged, birthdays don’t really mean that much. They depress less than they used to, but also delight a lot less. I must
Thousands of viewers watching unsuspecting individuals in their private moments, grading it as “bad, incompetent, inept, unskilled, epileptic, nervous tic, mentally retarded” or simply as
We all know about famous and successful Iranians in our midst. CEO’s and VP’s of big corporations, successful doctors, artists, high-ranking government employees, writers, and
On the weekend of September 22nd, the one-day gathering of “Iranians on Internet” was held in San Francisco. I want to tell you how proud
There will be a day-long gathering in San Francisco State University on Saturday, September 22, 2007 from 9:30 a.m. until 4:00 p.m. The event is
I asked the young Russian woman who was my translator whether they were saying anything about Ahmad Shah Massoud’s health after the explosion. She listened
I told you how I became a blogger. For the longest time, I was sure no one ever visited my blog, because I had zero,
After an entirely too long absence, the musical band Abjeez returned to San Francisco Bay Area last night. What a night it was! These people
I have written all my life. Well, I have written different things throughout my life. I have written short stories, long stories, poems, diaries, interviews,
I am teaching my son how to drive. It is an exercise in futility! For starters, I am not a good, experienced driver myself. Up
During all the years I have lived in the US, I have taken pains to learn about the people who have so kindly let me
Though I knew about Iranian.com for many years, it has been a home to me for over a year now, and Jahanshah Javid is my
My friends tease me endlessly about my fascination with the radio. Many of them think radio to be a dying or a dead medium, seeing
In 2001, while on a business trip, I was invited to the home of a family in Mashad as their new family member. They were
The youngest is 12. If you look carefully at his small, expressive face, you will see a darkening hairline just above his upper lip. You
I found yet another excuse to leave the classroom, quickly and quietly running up the stairs two at a time into the second floor landing,
It all started one day when I walked into Rasht Museum. An old house converted into a modest museum, it took under an hour to

I went to see Aleph Null perform in Berkeley’s Anna’s Jazz Island last Sunday. As I was ending a week of melancholy, which in me
Episode 1: I was born in Amirieh neighborhood of Tehran. Before my first birthday, my parents moved us into a huge villa style house in
A friend of mine is going through a divorce. Mature and brave as he sounds in the decision he and his partner have made, I
I was saddened and disappointed to read Mahasti Shahrokhi's poem, “Feminizme maa bee norooz ast”. What a talented poet Ms. Shahrokhi is, with beautiful imagery
If you can’t fix the economy, If you can’t figure out the way to shine in a good light around the globe, If your friends
A few days before Seyyed Ebrahim Nabavi wrote “DearHossein, You Are Not an Israeli Spy” in his website, I tried to convey more or less
A few days before Seyyed Ebrahim Nabavi wrote “DearHossein, You Are Not an Israeli Spy” in his website, I tried to convey more or less
A few days before Seyyed Ebrahim Nabavi wrote “DearHossein, You Are Not an Israeli Spy” in his website, I tried to convey more or less