LIFE
I dreamed Iranians have installed democracy after hundred-fifty years of bloody struggles
When I was a kid growing up in the small city of Shahr-e-Rey, about ten kilometers south of Tehran, where its major industry was importing corps and exporting
Bacheh Akhond, baby mullahs, most exciting entertainment in our daily life was to sit around with the other kids watching each other grow. Moving to the capital, Tehran was the most stimulating experience in my life. Everything appeared unimaginably different: much bigger, shinier, newer, and on the grandest of scales, so spectacular that could drive a kid literally mad
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EIDE HAMEGI MOBARAK......TEHRUNI OR NOT.
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STORY
You have an important decision to make within the next few minutes, Mr Rahmati
Colonel Nazemi is standing in the falling snow.With his right hand, he is holding the collar of his navy blue coat tight against his freezing neck.He is holding a radio in his left hand.Standing next to him are the military police major and lieutenant who had shown up at his office earlier.There are about a dozen other men, officers and maintenance men, standing behind him.They are all gazing at the sky.Lt. Parsaa has radioed in, and they are awaiting his arrival.They know that his aircraft has been hit and is severely damaged
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Beautiful Folk Songs - نوروز خوش و خرم
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Neda's fiance talks to Israel TV
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Happy Nowroooz to Iranian.com Staff, bloggers and feature writers. May the coming year be one of personal and professional success and happyness to you and your loved ones as well as for our fellow compatriots back home in their struggle for democracy.
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